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This is the real reason the Rams traded Ernest Jones. Everything else is just smoke and mirrors. Don't listen to Whitworth (he basically just copied and pasted my post from here to Twitter anyways).
Inside the Rams' War Room:
Scene: A dimly lit conference room at the Rams' headquarters. Les Snead and Sean McVay sit at the head of the table. Around them, team executives and coaching staff murmur nervously, exchanging glances as they realize the old "Eff Them Picks" strategy might be losing its edge.
Les Snead: (rubbing his temples) "Alright, folks. We’ve traded away first-rounders like they were going out of style, and it got us a Super Bowl. But the league has caught on to our 'Eff Them Picks' strategy. We need something fresh, something bold... something they’ll never see coming. Any ideas?"
The room falls silent, everyone deep in thought. A few coughs are heard. Someone drops a pen. The tension is thick.
Sean McVay: (leaning forward, eyes narrowing) "Come on, people. We’re the Rams. We don’t just follow trends; we set them. What’s the next big move? How do we stay ahead of the curve?"
More silence. Some nervous shuffling. Then, from the back of the room, a low-level intern, barely out of college, hesitantly raises a hand.
Intern: (timidly) "Uh... what about... 'Eff Them Players'?"
All heads turn toward the intern. A few gasps. The room goes eerily quiet.
Les Snead: (arching an eyebrow) "Go on..."
Intern: (gaining confidence) "Well, if 'Eff Them Picks' got us a Lombardi Trophy, maybe the next step is... you know, trading away players before anyone expects it. Trade 'em while they're at the top of their game and still on cheap contracts. You have to admit, no one would see it coming. We trade our best guys for... well, whatever we can get, and throw everyone off balance. It’s like... extreme roster churn. Keep 'em guessing, right?"
The room erupts in murmurs. Some nod, others look horrified. McVay rubs his chin, deep in thought.
Sean McVay: (slowly) "You know... it’s so crazy... it just might work."
Les Snead: (a sly grin forming) "Imagine the headlines: 'Rams Trade Franchise Record-Holding ILB for a 5th Rounder.' The other 31 teams will never see it coming. They’ll be too busy trying to figure out what the hell we’re up to."
Les then turns to an assistant sitting nearby, still wearing a stunned expression.
Les Snead: "Get Tennessee on the line."
The intern smiles awkwardly as the room bursts into applause. Les Snead stands up, clapping the intern on the back.
Les Snead: "Congratulations, kid. You just earned yourself a promotion."
The scene ends with Snead and McVay exchanging a knowing look. The legend of 'Eff Them Players' is born.
Inside the Rams' War Room:
Scene: A dimly lit conference room at the Rams' headquarters. Les Snead and Sean McVay sit at the head of the table. Around them, team executives and coaching staff murmur nervously, exchanging glances as they realize the old "Eff Them Picks" strategy might be losing its edge.
Les Snead: (rubbing his temples) "Alright, folks. We’ve traded away first-rounders like they were going out of style, and it got us a Super Bowl. But the league has caught on to our 'Eff Them Picks' strategy. We need something fresh, something bold... something they’ll never see coming. Any ideas?"
The room falls silent, everyone deep in thought. A few coughs are heard. Someone drops a pen. The tension is thick.
Sean McVay: (leaning forward, eyes narrowing) "Come on, people. We’re the Rams. We don’t just follow trends; we set them. What’s the next big move? How do we stay ahead of the curve?"
More silence. Some nervous shuffling. Then, from the back of the room, a low-level intern, barely out of college, hesitantly raises a hand.
Intern: (timidly) "Uh... what about... 'Eff Them Players'?"
All heads turn toward the intern. A few gasps. The room goes eerily quiet.
Les Snead: (arching an eyebrow) "Go on..."
Intern: (gaining confidence) "Well, if 'Eff Them Picks' got us a Lombardi Trophy, maybe the next step is... you know, trading away players before anyone expects it. Trade 'em while they're at the top of their game and still on cheap contracts. You have to admit, no one would see it coming. We trade our best guys for... well, whatever we can get, and throw everyone off balance. It’s like... extreme roster churn. Keep 'em guessing, right?"
The room erupts in murmurs. Some nod, others look horrified. McVay rubs his chin, deep in thought.
Sean McVay: (slowly) "You know... it’s so crazy... it just might work."
Les Snead: (a sly grin forming) "Imagine the headlines: 'Rams Trade Franchise Record-Holding ILB for a 5th Rounder.' The other 31 teams will never see it coming. They’ll be too busy trying to figure out what the hell we’re up to."
Les then turns to an assistant sitting nearby, still wearing a stunned expression.
Les Snead: "Get Tennessee on the line."
The intern smiles awkwardly as the room bursts into applause. Les Snead stands up, clapping the intern on the back.
Les Snead: "Congratulations, kid. You just earned yourself a promotion."
The scene ends with Snead and McVay exchanging a knowing look. The legend of 'Eff Them Players' is born.
