Lions’ Schwartz Conjures Memories of Mora in Post-Game Presser

Why the Long Face? Ahh yes, You Coach the Lions

Few video clips can ever compete with Jim Mora’s “Playoffs??!!” press conference tirade. It’s legendary. Hell, it inspired a Coors Light commercial, which speaks volumes. But, of course, Mora had other gems. One of my personal favorites is what I like to call the “diddly poo” speech from his days with the Saints. You know the one, but just in case…

In addition to the awesome diddly poo dropping, Mora interestingly mentions the Saints suckage a half-dozen times while calling out his team’s abyssmal second-half performance and their shortcomings on offense, defense and coaching. Somehow the special teams were spared, but you get the feeling it had nothing to do with their stellar play.
Well, fast-forward to yesterday. Different team. Different coach. Similar situation. Although it lacks the gusto of Mora, after listening to Jim Schwartz’s postgame chat with reporters once couldn’t help but be reminded of Coach Mora’s rant.

Here are some of Schwartz’s quality sound bytes focused on a second half where his Lions were outscored 27-3 (after heading into half tied at 21) including yielding a 102-yard kickoff return for a TD to open the third quarter:
“One of the worst second halves of football I’ve ever been associated with”

“We were poor on special teams.”

“We were poor on offense.”

“We were poor on defense.”

“We were outcoached. We were outplayed.”

“Their trainers were probably even better than ours in the second half.”

“Poor coverage units…poor return units…”

“There’s a lot to be ticked off about…”

Clearly. So, you’re basically saying you did diddly poo, right? You are the coach of the Lions, sir. Best of luck, but this may be the first, but will surely not be the last time. Should you pay homage to Coach Mora again, we’ll be there. He would be proud.

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