Clay Matthews should know that I have a regular work schedule that includes Sundays. It’s always a struggle keeping up with the game on my NFL mobile app. I did, however, get to run across the street to our local Buffalo Wild Wings on my break, to catch the start of the 2nd half of today’s game against the Lions. I’ll rep the Green and Gold anywhere, anytime.
So, it was my great displeasure to see Matthews head to the locker room … again. Nothing hurts more than seeing CM3 come hard and clean off the edge for a drive-killing sack — and then see him trot off injured.
I’m just over here like, ‘oh hey, Clay, where ya goin’?’ Clay? WHERE ARE YOU GOING, CLAY?!’
This is another frustrating injury for our 60-million dollar man. After missing multiple games last year with a hamstring injury, I know we were all itching for him to get healthy and start terrorizing quarterbacks again. When I saw him whipping the offensive lineman and flying around the field at Candlestick Park in the opener, I was sure that he was fully back.
Obviously, I was wrong. Another pulled hamstring; but an early bye week to the rescue! There was speculation that he still was uncertain for this week’s divisional matchup against the Detroit Lions, but I held out hope. It was so good to see him out there, one-on-one with Matthew Stafford in the backfield.
The report is that he has fractured his thumb and it is unknown whether it is an injury that he can play through. Well … that’s aggravating.
Our Green Bay Packers defense has not been favorably regarded to start this season. In fact, we have ranked 31st in overall effectiveness on the defensive side of the ball. I’d be happy with those marks if there were 100 teams in the league; seeing as though there is just 32, things could be better, but certainly not much worse. Do we have the opportunities to climb that ladder without our best playmaker on the field?
I sure hope so, because the schedule isn’t getting any lighter. Next stop: defending Super Bowl Champion Baltimore Ravens. I don’t think I can go the next few weeks without seeing someone get “Clay’d!” And let’s be fair: I don’t think I should have to. We’ve watched the Claymaker cool off too many times these past two seasons. It’s time to heat it up.
I don’t want to downplay a broken thumb, but if Clay comes out next week looking like the world’s scariest hitchhiker — I know where I’ll be on my break Sunday.