Gus Frerotte is supposed to have a CT scan today to find out how badly his lower back is messed up after the injury he sustained yesterday while trying to tackle Corey Smith who had just intercepted him off a tipped ball. There are probably Vikings fans who are rooting for Gus to get bad news after the way Tarvaris Jackson played in his stead – Gus was pretty much dogmeat in the first half and the Vikings scored 3 points; T-Jack came in for the second half and played well and the team scored 17 and avoided handing the Lions their first victory of the year. And I would be on the T-Jack bandwagon too were it not for my ability to remember how this team looked with him at the helm. Do the sudden T-Jack backers really have such short memories? He was awful. Everyone wanted him benched if not outright cut. Gus came in and settled things down and sparked us to a 7-3 run and first place in the division. And now T-Jack plays one decent half of football against a terrible defense that admits it hadn’t prepared for a mobile quarterback and suddenly he’s the answer and Gus is crap?
I do not, by the way, want anyone thinking I’m nominating Gus Frerotte as Quarterback of the Century. I realize Gus isn’t any kind of long-term answer and even in the short-term wasn’t what you’d call an ideal candidate. All things being equal, I would much prefer Jackson – he moves better and is younger. However, since I lack the ability to blind myself to my own recollections, I’m afraid I can’t work up the kind of enthusiasm for Jackson that seems to have suddenly broken out amongst the Purple faithful. I want to believe he can be the man, but I fully expect him to come out against Arizona on Sunday and stink the place up the way he did before. And then what? The John David Booty drum-beat? I repeat what I’ve said before: There is no good answer at quarterback on this team. Gus was the best among a bunch of rotten answers and did probably as well as we could’ve expected given his obvious limitations. Now I have to hold my breath and hope for good things from T-Jack. But I don’t have any real faith in T-Jack because, like I said, my memory actually works.