If only we had access to coaches’ film.
Disclaimer: I’m sincerely pro-Corey White. I think he played pretty well, all things considered, as a rookie, and I think he’s still got the potential to be a playmaking member of the Saints’ secondary. So maybe I’m just biased in his favor.
Corey White Screws Up No He Doesn’t
Check out this play from early in the Seattle game — it’s the second Seahawks play from scrimmage — so we can see why it looked like maybe Corey White was out of position.
Cards on the table: I was going to be snarky and mean to Corey White here, because I thought this was all his fault. I thought this was a three deep zone when I wasn’t paying close attention, which would have given me enough confidence to blame White for not being deep enough to defend the play.
But it’s not a three deep zone. I think it’s a two deep zone. Or something thereabouts. Point is, when I started actually looking at this gif looping endlessly I started to realize that, really, nobody on the Saints’ defense screws up here. Everybody seems to be on assignment, operating a sensible coverage scheme out of a reasonable personnel set.
The Seahawks just ran a wonderfully-designed play and set of routes and Russell Wilson extended the play when Akiem Hicks created pressure on him almost immediately, and Wilson threw a perfectly good pass where only his guy had a chance to catch it, and, just, damn, the Seahawks are really good.
The Zone Read That Totally No Longer Works Because People Who Make Money To Say Such Things Say So
Every time Junior Galette pointlessly swarmed after Lynch like a bearded hummingbird to a sugar water feeder I sent an angry text message to Ryan Chauvin.
Thing is, I was probably more angry than I should have been given the fact the Saints defense basically thought they could pretty much ignore Wilson and stop Lynch and, somehow, win that way.
Roman Harper said this week if Wilson beats them throwing the ball, they're fine with it. They were going to stop the run. Ok then.
— Scott Walker (@ScottWalker6) December 3, 2013
I’ll never forgive the defense for this. Until they dominate somebody again. Then, I don’t know; we’ll write about Rob Ryan’s tummy or something.
The Ode to Gregg Williams
If there’s a moment — aside from the day the NFL schedule-maker dudes made this a primetime matchup, or other than the coin toss or opening kickoff — that really turned this night against New Orleans, it was this one:
All-out blitz! We’re playing zero coverage back there, and Russell Wilson stays calm, and Russell Wilson identifies a receiver, and Russell Wilson throws a Breesian deep ball to that receiver, and the game, such as it even existed in the first place, was over.
At this point, the Saints were preparing to stop Seattle, take the ball back, and close the pre-halftime gap to 17-14. After this play? A desperate attempt to not give up like 60 points.
The Saints were done. They were finished on offense because their offense is an aging prize-fighter, but they were finished on defense because they didn’t really respect Russell Wilson, and Russell Wilson reacted to that affront, in primetime, on his home field, in much the same way Drew Brees does.
Also, you weren’t exactly good out there, Corey White. But, you know. Sorry about earlier.
I’m still probably your number one fan.