We are gathered here today on a somber occasion.
We are saying goodbye to an old friend, the Wildcat offense (not pictured).
Wildcat, we loved you so.
You brought our town joy.
You tricked the Patriots and made the Dolphins relevant again.
You died tragically, on national tv, against the hated Jets.
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Oh Wildcat, you quirky little formation.
You were such a charmer.
I'll never forget when Ronnie went deep to Patrick Cobbs against Houston.
We thought you'd last forever.
Nothing ever does.
You will be used around the league.
But alas, you were just a gimmick play that helped a mediocre Fins team shock the NFL, win a division, and then get summarily crushed by a Baltimore team that simply didn't fall for that ***T.
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Before Brandon Marshall, you made so much sense.
The Dolphins best two playmakers were Ronnie and Ricky, why not let them handle it as much as possible????
Now, you have a stud wide receiver and a developing, talented quarterback.
The time for tricking people is done.
The defense may feed the wolf (a Sparano-ism for the uninitiated), the offense needs to feed the Beast.
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Dan Henning... Why rely on an offense based on the element of surprise, when it isn't surprising anyone?
Every time the Jets defense couldn't get Chad Henne out of rhytm, the Wildcat did.
The Wildcat will always have a soft-spot in the Dol-fans' heart.
But much like Old Yeller, time to tie it to a tree and shoot it.
It was fun while it lasted.
