His worst game was against the Bucs, where he went completely haywire and tossed an INT in the redzone and finished the night 2 of 8 for 55 yards. He was also sacked four times because his sensors failed to detect the oncoming pressure, or he just held on to the football too fucking long.
Either way, it's not been an awesome preseason for Henne. And if he's going to be the future, then he needs to stop staring down his receivers and go through his progressions. Such is the plight of a robot from the 50s. Coach Sparano, for one, is eager to see how Henne bounces back this week against the Saints.
"I kind of have a pretty good idea of what he's ready to do," Sparano said Sunday following practice. "The thing I would say to you is I'm kind of curious to see how he bounces back from a performance I'm sure to him wasn't very good. I think he wants to get out there and set the record straight."
Sparano has to be a little careful here because anytime robots from the 50s set out to set the record straight, inevitably people get their shit fucked up pretty bad. But I'm confident he'll be fine. I've hitched my bloggy wagon to Henne and believe he's the future. And I'm telling you right now, you'd better get on the Henne bandwagon too. Lest you wake up one of these days to learn that your spleen has been surgically removed overnight. Don't say I didn't warn you.
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