We Todd Ed

I’m sorry for confusing all the DC Metro readers concerning my recent exploits into sports news reporting. From yesterday’s breakdown of a Phillies-Nationals match-up, to my MYFO post that just may have scored me a spot in the owner’s box of the Washington Capitals, I may be giving folks the wrong impression. Read my words: this is a Redskins town. The football team in burgundy and gold comes first, and the rest of those meddling franchises come sixth. With a Fairfax IP address, I may have confused many that I don’t cover much as to the happenings at Coach Gibbs’ training camp. So here’s an obligatory Redskins Training Camp post.

Nelson put it best: HA-ha!

The name Todd is a bit of an enigma, in my opinion. It stands alone without a longer version (e.g. Chris alongside Christopher.) At first impression, Todd is a preppy guy. He wears finely pressed khakis and a button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up and no necktie. He can quote your basic assortment of the literary classics, and there’s a good chance he can pronounce coxswain correctly. He’s got a strong-sounding name, and has a strong personality to go with it. If he’s got money to spend, he was probably born into it. There’s not a private prep school in the country that doesn’t have a Todd in its graduating class. Case in point: Todd Anderson, of Dead Poets Society.

(Or Yaz’s brother, we suppose.)

But Todd is evolving. The two most famous Todds on TV right now? First you have Todd Flanders, Ned’s youngest son on the Simpsons. He’s pious like Diddly-dear-old-Dad, which will help when the bullies pick on him. (condemnation to Hell can be a harsh payback). The second exists on Scrubs, and Dr. Quinlan has turned the name Todd into a state of being. He’s not Todd, he’s “The Todd,” as if anyone else who dare enter through the door of Sacred Heart with the very same name will be forced to change it on principle. The Todd is a perpetually hilarious character, and his macho (if not romantically-confused) edge makes him a guy’s guy.

Wait a minute. Don’t guy’s guys play sports?

That’s the stance of the Washington Redskins, anyway. Last season, they signed two Todds to the team. First you had Todd Yoder, a 7-NFL tight end out of Vanderbilt, who earned his paycheck by hauling in one catch for a 4 yard touchdown last year. Secondly, you have Todd Wade, a journeyman o-lineman who filled in adequately for Jon Jansen one game late in the season. However, with the departure of Derrick Dockery to Buffalo, Coach Gibbs is looking to have Kyle Busch Todd Wade slide into the guard position.

So far, there’s been mixed results.So with such Toddrockstars on this team, why not go out and sign some more? Todd Heap is a top-three fantasy TE for Baltimore. Todd Sauerbrun is one of the game’s elite punters in Denver. Todds Steussie, Herremans, and Weiner were o-line stalwarts last year for the Rams, Eagles, and Falcons, respectively. (Yes, I just tried to use the word Weiner respectively.) Based on these (partial) results, the Redskins would be foolish NOT to go out and sign another Todd as fast as humanly possible.

From Redskins.com: The Redskins continue to tinker with the roster and find ways to improve depth. On Monday, the team signed veteran wide receiver Todd Pinkston-

WELCOME BACK, SKINNY ARMS!

(Note: Pinkston is day-to-day at Redskins camp. His arm snapped in half while picking up the pen to sign his contract.)