Gil Brandt didn’t wake up knowing he would insult a man who died within hours of Dwayne Haskins’ death because he probably discovered the horrific crash that took the life of a young man on the street. Twitter is like us. Instead of trying to find something honorable or worth talking about a player whose professional career didn’t align with where he’d been at, Brandt decided to offer something that even with the internet is also quite shocking.
If you need audio proof that an NFL analyst lacks empathy, you can listen to him in the tweet below saying things like Haskins “lived dead” and “Maybe if he stays… school for a year then he won’t do something stupid [like] jogging on the highway. ”
Rate this tragedy like taking seven steps down is like attending a funeral and giving a eulogy critique. Brandt is 90 years old, so he’s lived long enough and has probably attended enough wake-ups to know how to act like a damn human when one dies.
You’re supposed to gain wisdom with age, not lose all sense of decorum. Having Brandt fill the barren waste land that is the Saturday morning slot on Sirius is a good idea until you remember that the internet exists and anything a dinosaur says to fill air time can and will be used against him.
Brandt works for the NFL, for now, and it’s a terrible look for a league constantly accused of treating its players like commodities, which happened again after Brandt went viral. (Don’t worry, Gil, going viral isn’t a sinus infection.)
And he said this after the league source operating Adam Schefter’s Twitter account put Haskins’ on-field struggles before his death in the news-breaking announcement. That tweet has since been deleted because an intern who’s still in J school could’ve flagged it as in poor taste.
The number of quarterbacks drafted in the first round who don’t pan out is innumerable. It’s the hardest job in sports, and from what Mike Tomlin said about Haskins, he was committed to working hard at his craft and also in the community.
What Brandt thought of Haskins’ decision to leave Ohio State, his tenure at Washington, or his on-field performance doesn’t matter anymore. The guy is dead. Give him and his grieving family a fucking break.
Leave your hot take in the medicine cabinet next to those pills you clearly forgot to ingest.