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#3196922 Thank you, Huddle. #KeepPounding

Posted by Carolina Panthers on 11 January 2015 - 10:02 AM

We just wanted to take a moment to thank the Carolina Huddle for the support this season. Panthers fans are among the best in the NFL and we truly appreciate your passion and loyalty. We are looking forward to coming back even stronger next season. 

 

196 days (give or take one or two) until training camp. 

 

Keep Pounding. 

 

 




#3179143 The Seahawks have owned our fat asses for the past half decade, but those bas...

Posted by PhillyB on 04 January 2015 - 08:45 PM

Welp the Cowboys just used a trick play by the refs to advance to the divisional round of the playoffs. Obligatory:

 

Spoiler
 

 

 

 

And now our fate is sealed: we're traveling to Seattle, where coffee and grunge rock mix like torrential rain and suicides. Everyone from Roxboro to Rutherfordton has collectively rolled up their fruit of the looms and given themselves the worry wedgies rocking back and forth worrying about the fact that the Seahawks have owned us, wiping away tears with one hand and using the other to plow into that third bag of Bugles and contemplate the awful fate that led us down this road of certain defeat.

 

The good news is you're just a giant pussy!

 

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This would be a great time to get your poo together because dammit it's January 2015 and your daddy's panthers, brother's panthers, and awkward stepsister's panthers ain't your goddamn Carolina Panthers, or mine or anyone else's. Here's a few things you ought to know:

 

1) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, Jonathan Stewart and Mike Tolbert were having exercise bike races

 

2) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, Andrew Norwell was a nobody and Trai Turner was battling injuries

 

3) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, Mike Remmers didn't exist and your starting RT was Nate Chandler

 

4) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, Jason Avant was underperforming and Ed Dickson had one catch

 

5) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, none of us had said "wakka wakka" during a live game

 

6) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, Norman and Benwikere were on the bench and White/Cason started

 

7) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, that dickheaded safety from Atlanta was blowing coverages for us

 

8) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, Charles Johnson looked completely ineffective and we had zero DE depth

 

9) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, we were coming off a demoralizing blowout loss to the Packers

 

10) The last time we played the Seattle Seahawks, the Saints and the Falcons were the class of the NFC South

 

 

That's right, since October 26 everything has changed. We've got TEN new starters on this team. We've made an entire offseason worth of roster changes in two months. 50% of our starting players are new. Since the end of November we've got the fifth best defense in the NFL. Our offense has gone from being putrid and unwatchable to dropping semi-respectable point totals on defenses. Young players have brought a fire and urgency that simply didn't exist on October 26. The milquetoasts and the malingerers have vanished and been replaced by unquenchable thirst. Since October 26 we've left three division opponents dead in our wake and cut Ryan Lindley's dick off and kicked it to the four Cardinals fans that showed up for a playoff game - the first playoff game that we've won since My Chemical Romance was a popular band and George W. Bush was president.

 

So put away the Depends and laugh at all the lifelong Seahawks fans you know who bought all their team gear in December 2013, because nobody's faced the new-look Carolina Panthers and come out alive. Seahawks are next.




#3180077 The Seahawks are now ON NOTICE!

Posted by Zod on 05 January 2015 - 10:08 AM

LISTEN UP SEATTLE! YOU ARE NOW ON NOTICE!!

 

 

Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.

 

I have come back to you now in your hour of greatest need. With me I have brought wisdom, experience, and an industrial sized jar of lube. Now line up boys, and hold on to your taints, its about to get real.

 

First off.... Seattle. The softest most ridiculously pussified city in the entire country. A city so politically correct and lame I bet the mayor pardons a tofu turkey on Thanksgiving to please PeTA! hahaha.... wait, what? That actually happened? The Fug?

 

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Meanwhile, in Charlotte, some residents choose not to pardon their turkey the old fashioned way... like the freaking founding fathers did.

 

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This week's playoff match up is against the always overrated Seattle Seahawks.  Seattle is known for it's grunge music, strong coffee, and being home to the bandwagonest fans in the entire NFL. In 2011 the Seahawks had ZERO NFL player jersey sales in the top 50. In 2013, Russell Wilson was the #1 ranked jersey.

 

Holy poo, that is a whole lot of people needing a Seahawks jersey fast. Fuggin Pathetic. 

 

The Seahawks have all the team components that the public adores. The white haired coach, ready to dish out worldly advice. The cute little guy, with a wholesome attitude and dimples. The older brother, street wise with a little more of an edge. And who could forget the long haired Hollywood type, the prima donna always craving attention. 

 

Put it together, and it could be an 80's sitcom for christ sakes.

 

 

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The Panthers are coming, Seattle. And they are bringing hell with them.

 

What will you do when the man beast Norwell mauls the face of your vaunted defensive line?

 

What will you do when Jonathan Stewart carves up your linebackers?

 

What will you do when Mike Shula calls a bubble screen to Brenton Bersin on 3rd and 10?

 

 

I'll tell you what you will do. You will sit there in your hipster trousers and take it... balls deep.

 

And then, when Luke Kuechly grabs yet another interception, when Josh Norman completely shuts down one of those receivers you have on your roster sorry their names escape me, you will begin to cry real tears that will drip from your ironic mustache.

 

And finally, when the Panthers have the lead and completely shut their own offense down allowing the Seahawks back in the game ... you will know what Panthers football is all about.... and there's not a god damned thing you can do about it.

 

 

Panthers 13

SeaHawks - 10

 

 

 

 

 




#2250566 DA KRAKEN IS IN THE HOUSEEEEE (and they let me start my own topic)

Posted by itsghardy on 04 June 2013 - 10:56 PM

Whats up everyone its ya boy Greg Hardy aka da kraken aka GQ I just wanted to stop by and let my fans know I love yall! I just wanted to do something that others dont and go that extra mile for yall and know that appreciate everyone of yall #krakenout #illbeback


#2937706 Lions week! Detroit "Bout to get Rocked" City

Posted by SCP on 08 September 2014 - 05:50 PM

Excuse me, before I start typing I need to scrape something off the bottom of my shoe that has been bothering me all day. Just one second.....  OK, turns out it wasn't much.  It was just a pirate eye patch.  Some Bucs fan must have tossed it out the window of his Cube after the loss on Sunday.  It must have stuck to the sole of my shoe whilst I was performing the happy dance after my Panthers crammed a big fat piece of suck it pie up those pirate booties. 

 

24 hour rule has come and gone.  Enjoy the win but file it away. Now that we escaped that 79 point throttling the ass pirates were supposed to hand us, it's time to move on to the next team on our schedule.  This team hales from the one place in America that is nastier than a Pilates class in Metarie, LA filled with female Steeler fans.  Detroit.  De-twah.  Rock City.  A place so depressing and disconnected from society that one of the major auto makers actually started a marketing program built around their product being "Imported from Detroit".  Michigan, the only state in the union that saw a decrease in population according to the last census.  This once proud manufacturing city has crumbled under corrupt politics.   Sandwiched between Toledo, the skidmark of northwest Ohio, and Windsor, the herpie of southwest Ontario, Detroit proudly pumps out Ford Fusion's by the train car full.  Union workers are making $800/hour to slap a Ford emblem on the bumper making a $3000 car retail for $40,000.  Then it’s off to the Windsor Ballet (google that poo) to stack a roll of quarters on stage and watch the magic happen.  

 

Meanwhile driving through North and South Carolina, I’m stuck behind some unemployed 400lb Michigan transplant driving his 1984 Aerostar full of kids with ketchup stained KISS t-shirts.  How do I know they have stains on their shirts?  Because once the exhaust clears I can get a great view of every passenger through the 8 inch rust holes in the front and rear quarter panels of the mini-van.  Littered with Red Wings stickers and a “My kid can beat up your Honor Student” bumper sticker, these vehicles cause more pollution than a factory in Beijing China .  You can normally spot these vans in the drive-thru at any fast food joint.  They are the ones who have to open the front door to place an order and then again to receive the order because the window hasn't rolled down since Bruce Springsteen was relevant.  Honk if you see one and make sure to welcome them to the south.  They might complain about the heat and humidity but they had the best "fire the GM" campaign when they held the Millen-Man March to fire Matt Millen.  For that they deserve a little respect. 

 

As for the game this week, well, who knows what to expect.  It looks like we have the makings of a serviceable offensive line.  Our wide receivers are good enough to get the job done.  And by gawd we are getting Cam back after a great performance by Dmotherf**kinA. Our defense had a pretty good game but Luke is not satisfied.  Neither is Riverboat.  He is so intense his transition lenses still haven’t turned clear even after he enters a dark film room.  Nippleshorts is busy doing work clearing cap space for the future.  This team means business.  Not business as usual, but a new kind of business.  An ass kicking business.  The Lions will roll into town with a beast at WR, a top tier QB, and a defensive lineman that has the potential to be one of the best in the game.  You know what?  None of that poo matters.  Because this is a new breed of Panther football.  BofA Stadium is going to be rocking.  It’s time to send a message to the NFL by putting our foot on the throats of every team we face.  Suck it Detroit.

 

Panthers 24

Lions 17

 



#2957850 Pittsburgh week - Hide yo Kids, Hide yo Wives, Ben is coming to the QC

Posted by SCP on 16 September 2014 - 12:34 PM

2 and 0. Has a nice ring to it doesn't it? Great job by the Panthers this week. Once again we were picked to lose by 90% of the analysts and again we crammed a big fat W up their collective asses. I saw a group of Lions fans pouting around at the airport yesterday morning. Aside from the pit stained jerseys, ostomy pouching systems (google that poo), foul mouths, confused looks when they saw Bojangles, and noticeable limps, they actually seemed like good enough people. But in the end they were boarding a plane to go back to a house in Detroit in clothes that haven’t been washed since Wayne Fontes roamed the sidelines, which at face value must be like diving head first into that port-a-john RoaringRiot rented for the CarolinaHuddle tailgate. So thanks to Detroit fans for giving us a white-trash primer for what is about to invade BofA Stadium. The 24 hour celebration rule is over, time to take on Shitsburgh.

It’s a little known fact that IDIOT is actually an acronym used to describe Pittsburgh fans. I generally like to stay away from teachable moments but since we have the lowest form of human coming to our fine facility this Sunday night, I guess I will enlighten those who may not know what the acronym means. The founding fathers came up with this acronym and decided there was no better name for the people from that little slice of crap tucked at the confluence of the Alleghany and Monongahela rivers.

I – I as in “I’m a Steeler fan and I can’t find Pittsburgh on a map of the United States”. As in find me a Steeler fan that is not a piece of fuggin sh*t liar that has been to Pittsburgh. (Hint: Don’t waste your time) No matter their age, they are all blue-collar steel workers that toiled in the heat of a steel mill 7 days a week. Meanwhile they drive around Charlotte in a PT Cruiser with the fake wood paneling and use a counterfeit handicap sticker to get preferred parking at the Western Sizzler on all you can eat fried okra night. All I can say is thank god the Steelers colors include bright yellow. It helps to have these water buffalo cloaked in yellow so they can stand out like a fart in church. The last thing you need is to be blindsided by a herd of Steeler fans when Costco rolls out the free sample carts in the morning.

D – D as in “Does America grasp how fugging stupid Steelers fans are? It has to be a ruse”. I googled that poo and Steeler fans are paying anywhere from $8.99 to $24.99 for a yellow, screen printed towel. A towel! That is their rallying symbol. Grown fugging adults spinning a yellow towel is somehow supposed to be tradition and bad ass? I call it the best pyramid scheme to ever hit a moron in the face. Myron Cope is the king of the idiots for birthing this over glorified sh*t rag. Has anybody ever taken a moment to understand just how fugging stupid this is? We are dealing with a fan base whose piece de resistance is a Bed, Bath, and Beyond coupon so they can buy yellow terry cloth at a discount.

I – I as in “I swear to god, Pittsburgh must have had a population of 270 million people prior to 1975”. Every son of a bitch that I meet wearing that mustard stained garbage claims to be from Pittsburgh. Thanks to the 1980’s and the deindustrialization of America, I have to see overweight moms in Harris Teeter towing around 9 year old daughters in Rapelisberger jerseys. Pushing around a cart over flowing with pickled bologna and pork rinds to quench a never ending thirst for salty processed meat by-product, they claim their love for a two time rapist. When I see this, I have two questions: 1. How in God’s name does she wipe her own ass? And 2. What kind of example is she setting for the little crumb snatcher daughter of hers? I saw a homeless guy taking a dump in an old phone booth up in NYC about a month ago. That guy has ten times the class of every Steeler “transplant” I have met.

O – O as in “Oh my god what is that smell?” Yes, when the Steelers come to town you can hear this question asked in every NFL city. It’s a pungent mix of sweaty armpit and poultry farm. Science has not yet determined if this odor emanates from the mouth when those fat losers yell “We got 6!” or if it comes from the sweat glands. The one common denominator is that the smell accompanies both the “transplants” and the band wagon Steeler fans from places like Maiden, NC. It is a question that may never be answered.

T – As in “Trashiest fan base in the world” Why did these assholes decide to leave Pittsburgh and ruin America with their foul smells and ugly features? Why do assholes FROM North Carolina claim diehard fan status for a team that resides 700 miles away in some western PA crap hole? I mean these idiots take over our bars and proclaim to the world just how awesome Pittsburgh is, yet not one of these sons of bitches will pack up the El Camino with their ex-wife and high school drop-out kids and move back to that dump. It’s an interesting study in human nature. You have individuals that would prefer to trash the Panthers, a team that does a lot for the city in which these Steeler fans reside. A city far superior to the city the Steelers reside in. They go to our local bars or come to BofA and proceed to piss and sh*t on everything about the local team in the name of some goofy yellow towel. These mullet wearing jack wagons call into our radio shows and bloviate about how the Panthers are inferior. They talk as if we should hang on their every last word because they picked to follow a team that has won 6 super bowls. Real accomplishment there buddy. Ooo, you jumped on a bandwagon, fugging phenomenal. You know these same assclowns have a Nickleback box-set in their CD tower at home. All this asshole culture for what? They can’t go to a game in Pittsburgh because they can’t depend on their shitty car to make it north of the NC state line without blowing a gasket. So they sit their miserable fat asses here in Charlotte in their faded out Steeler t-shirts making my local restaurants and bars smell like potted meat. Congrats on being low life scum.

So there you have the origin of the acronym IDIOT. As for the game this Sunday, I am starting to get a little more confidence in my Panthers. The o-line seems to be coming together in pass-pro and if they can gel and open up some running lanes, we should be able to control the clock and take it to this sub-par Pittsburgh defense. The Steelers offense has some weapons but even without Hardy, I’m thinking our front 4 can pressure the Rapelisberger and get him off his rocker. I hope Panther Nation shows up loud and proud on Sunday night. Don’t take poop from any Steeler fan. This is our town. BofA is our house. The Panthers are the superior team.

Panthers – 27
Steelers - 14


#2911492 Yo ho ho it's a pirates life for me - smack approved

Posted by SCP on 27 August 2014 - 10:48 AM

Ok fellow jackasses, its here. To hell with the Steelers preseason game. I'm tired of waiting and I'm ready to see some real football. Bucs week starts today damnit, the 2014 NFL season is upon us. Color me SHOCKED that our Panthers are projected to regress and suck again. Meanwhile, every other team from the NFCS and NFCN and NFCW are projected to win the Super Bowl this year at the same time for the first eleven way split of the Lombardi trophy. At least that is the consensus if you read the endless articles that have been tirelessly copied and pasted over and over again by sports journalists. The narratives and regurgitated nonsense from this summer are full of more poop than a Golden Coral bathroom on Dale Mabry Dr. after an all you can eat meatloaf extravaganza.

Speaking of Dale Mabry Dr, our Panthers are heading south on a little trip to play the all-of-the-sudden unbeatable ass-pirates of Tampa Bay. And what’s worse than some lukewarm Golden Coral all-you-can-eat meatloaf coated in generic ketchup? Bucs fans. Grown men who wear fake beards and eye patches and gleefully chant “It’s a Bucs Life” while air brushing swashbuckling scars on each other’s asses to make their costumes more authentic. “Arrrrggggh! Don’t forget to make my beard look scraggly!” they squeal as they share a box of Franzia wine and paint each others faces. Well yo freaking ho, its 2014 and some Bluegreen Resort time share salesman and a roof cleaning expert dressing up as pirates on Sundays is neither intimidating nor tough. No matter how much you guys spend at the Dollar Store on eye patches and feather boas, your pirate shtick is more pansy than the Nissan Cube you rolled up to the tailgate in. I’m willing to bet that mini-turkey and humus sandwiches with the crust cut off is tailgate staple for most of the Jack Sparrow wanna-be’s. But hey, a new day has dawned in Tampa. The rednecks form Hillsborough and Polk counties have been rejuvenated and emboldened. They are waking up in their 1972 Shasta 1400 Campers and shaking off the rust from a 4 year hangover of Budweiser and horrible Bucs football. So Buc nation, the bandwagon cavalry is on the way to save the manhood of pirate clad Bucs fans.

As for the game on Sunday, we have all heard the storylines ad nauseam. Our o-line stinks. We have no receivers. We lost our midget cornerback. Jerry charges too much for bar-b-que and our huge scoreboards show too many ads. At least they put in escalators to help all the whining fat asses up to the 300 level and they don’t reverse them until after halftime so the wine and cheese assholes are at least stuck at the game until the 3rd quarter. I will continue to use the ramps (not really) and leave the 500 level escalators for the old people and the 425lb loser in the Roethlisberger jersey. On the flipside the Bucs are full of supermen with the greatest coach on earth. Well I read between the lines and see an under achieving coach leaning on a starting QB who in a 15 month span has played for the Arizona Cardinals, Detroit Lions, Oakland Raiders, Miami Dolphins, Carolina Panthers, Hartford Colonials, San Francisco 49ers and Chicago Bears. When under center, your back-up QB looks like an albino giraffe drinking water (google that poo if you need to see what that looks like). Your defense might be tough with Geraldine and the back end but we have the real Superman under center and a rookie guard that is going to truck Lavonte David so hard that Chris Simms spleen is going to have to seek counseling. My prediction is that our defensive front 7 will whip that Tampa o-line so bad that they will sit down to pee the rest of the season. It will be a defensive struggle but in the end there will be a caravan of Bucs fans with pirate face paint running down their collective faces, leaving Ray-J stadium in their PT Cruisers, Nissan Cubes, Scion xBs, and Kia Sedonas. The Lovie Era will begin like the Schianno Era ended.

Panthers 17
Bucs 10


#2892595 The Huddle Challenges Jeremy (Ice water bucket challenge)

Posted by thomas96 on 16 August 2014 - 10:42 AM

100 pies required.

 

I would quote his post saying that, but I don't know how. It's in the 3rd page of the "Ice bucket challenges" thread.




#2527441 New Orleans week

Posted by SCP on 04 December 2013 - 11:44 AM

8 in a mother fugging row. The ass pirates sailed their dingy up to Charlotte and we smacked the Ginger Giraffe and his Merry Men right in the face and sent them packing back to MRSA Bay. Thanks for playing Bucs but frankly your team and fan base is boring and I’d rather read dissertations on the difference in wipe quality between organic poop paper and the normal bleached variety. Speaking of wiping asses, the 24 hour celebration rule has come and gone and we have to turn our attention to the largest group of FEMA collecting, shrimp boat working, bandwagon riding, anal bead licking poo bags this side of the Rockies. If there is anything more pathetic than a Saint fan I will be first in line to see what that is.

After a warm-up against the Bucs we head down to the worlds largest crapper to face a Vic.din thief, his disgustingly fat-slob sidekick, and their pet mole. The game has been flexed to a primetime matchup which will give Taint fans an extra few hours to crawl out of the swamp and spend their FEMA checks on liquor and meth. Sean Payton will not have to get up early on Sunday so he can spend Saturday night in the French Quarter popping pain pills and showing his pucker face to the thousands of Spaniard transvestites dancing around in face paint and jean shorts. They will dress up like mimes and clowns and carry their stupid ass umbrellas and chant their incoherent Who Dat drivel which was conveniently stolen from another shithole town upriver in Ohio. The town is full of fake wanna-be Marie Laveau’s pretending to cast voodoo spells in their voodoo stores which are basically Wings filled with shittier merchandise. It makes me smile to know that 90% of the poop and piss in the Midwest flows south down the Ol’ Miss through the center of New Orleans before heading out to the Gulf. As much as I travel in the Midwest that means I have directly contributed approximately 8,000 lbs of corn filled human feces into the New Orleans public water system over the last 9-10 years.

It’s almost embarrassing but New Orleans is home to only one Fortune 500 company. In 2012, Time & Leisure magazine named New Orleans the #2 "America's Dirtiest City", down from a #1 "Dirtiest" status of the previous year. So apparently one or two locals decided to poop inside instead of directly on the street. Progress! And if you want to get murdered, plan a trip to New Orleans.

Meanwhile, the football team that was destined to move to San Antonio before Katrina hit has started to win a few games and all of a sudden you’ve got idiots with fleur de-lis hats popping up around every corner. Last year they were claiming that the Taints were going to hoist the Lombardi on their home turf and shove it up Gordells ass. Well, after we swept that ass that poo wasn’t going to happen. We pressured Brees with Sione fugging Fua. Now we’ve got real men manning the middle. It’s going to be an epic battle in the Rape Dome this Sunday night. But that fat little center, De La Puente, has got some beasts coming to town, and they are bringing hell with them. Cam is going to run all over that weak ass defense and will pass right over the top. Meanwhile our d-line is going to knock that mole/birth-mark thing off Drew’s face and into that cesspool of a pond, Lake Pontchartrain. There it will attach itself to one of my turds and slowly sink to its final resting place, just like the Saints season.

Panthers 28
Taints 21


#2887960 I met Kony Ealy today

Posted by Mark S on 12 August 2014 - 03:39 PM

Background:
-My mom works at BOA.
-This is a long story, but I hope you'll like it.

Story:
I was asleep as I heard the garage open at 1:30 pm. The first thing I did was check my phone, as I found 8 missed calls by mom. Oh no. My mom called my name as I suspected she wanted me to do some chores. She came upstairs and said "Hey Mark, do you want to meet Kony Ealy?" I said "WHAT?", as my mom knew little to nothing about the Panthers, other than my die-hard fandom for them, let alone a rookie on the team. I asked "Are you serious?! How?". She said " He's coming to the bank at 2:00, if you want to come, go get ready". I jumped out of bed and hugged my mom from behind. The fact that she took time out of her lunch to come and pick me up, just made me feel so great.

Of course, I was in a state of panic. "What should I bring? What should I wear? I ran to the computer room to try and find a decent pic of him to print out, but no luck. With a slow computer, I printed out a logo of the Panthers, got dressed, and we were on our way.

We arrived at the bank and I was greeted by my mom's coworkers. They asked me if I was here to meet Kony. I said "Yes!" They basically knew nothing about him, just that he was a rookie and hasn't played a game yet. They knew what car he was coming in, either a Dodge Charger or a Cadillac Escalade. So here we we, staring out the windows and door, waiting for the car to show up. It's 15 past 2:00 and he hasn't showed up yet, which I imagine was reasonable as he is new to Charlotte.

All of a sudden, we see a purple Dodge Charger roll into the parking lot. Everyone is like, oh yeah thats him. The bank is empty, except for the workers. Mr. Ealy walks in and the workers introduce themselves to him, Mr. Ealy walks into my mom's office. A few minutes pass and my mom calls me into the office. I think to myself 'This is it! I finally get to meet him!'

I walk myself into her office and introduce myself. I stutter my way through words and my mom asks him if I can take a picture with him. We all take pictures, and every one of us are dwarves to him. I say "Okay Mr. Ealy, thank you so much! I'll leave you guys to continue your business." He says "Oh no man, don't worry about it, come have a seat with us." "Oh. My. God." is what went through my head. I couldn't believe it, hear I am, hearing a little about his personal life, "How great is this!" I thought to myself.

I took a seat next to him. It was only my mother, the manager, and I in the room, the occasional coworker would come in and greet him and ask him for a picture. As they were talking about what he came in for (confidential), I asked him how he was liking the Panthers so far and replied "I love it. I love the community. I love my team. I love the lifestyle" and I nodded my head with a huge grin on my face as I was currently engaging in normal conversation with Kony Ealy! He really liked it down here from the looks of it. The conversation went on, and some of the highlights were of him saying that: He can't swim, he doesn't like heights, what he plans to do with his life.

He talked about the change from college to the pros. How Greg (Hardy), Charles (Johnson) and especially TD (Thomas Davis) really helped him with the transition and that he is very grateful for them. He called the all really good guys and he was happy to be on the team. My mom asked a little about his personal life, like what he studied in college, what he did outside of football. He mentioned a couple businesses he managed and I thought it was pretty cool. My mom asked about his family and he mentioned his big family, including his sister, as he looked to me and said I probably already knew about her. By this point, he could tell i was a huge fan and knew a lot about him. I nodded my head and told him it is really a great story of how got here, we told him our prayers with her sister. He told us about she was his motivation, other than God, and about how any time he was in distress, he though of her and pushed through it. We were really heartfelt. My mom asked if he had any family down here in NC and he said "Yes, my football teammates". That warmed my heart a little as it was good to hear he was already comfortable with the team and how they have welcomed him enough because he doesn't have any immediate family down here.

Everything he came in for was done, and it was time for him to go. I pulled out my paper of the logo and he signed it. I said I was going to post my picture on instagram, and he asked me what my username is so he could follow me back. Boy, was I excited. I sent him the picture and posted it on Instagram, and he did the honors of liking it and following me. He also mentioned if he could fight one of his teammates for tickets to the next game, they would go to me. I was so happy!

He finally left, as he went into the door and hopped into his car. I sat back down in my mom's office. All of a sudden, I heard the manager call out my name and say "Mark, come here!" I ran over and she handed me a small BOA football and said "Go run out and have him sign this for you!" I ran out to his car, as he was still in the parking lot. He rolled down his window for me and I said "I'm sorry Mr. Ealy, I just got this last minute, could you sign it for me?" He said " No problem", and he took the pen and signed it. I told him I really appreciated it and his time. He replied "No problem bro, I appreciate y'all". I felt really good and I walked back inside.

So that was that, a story of how I met Kony Ealy, I hope you enjoyed it. There was much more for me to write but I figured you guys didn't want to hear ALL the details. Id like to say thanks to my mom, the manager, God, and Mr. Kony Ealy. The guy is truly so humble and he's just an amazing guy. We only spent 20 minutes together but from that, you could tell just how great he was. This was one of the greatest days ever!

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#3182778 Rarely in life ...

Posted by tailg8or on 06 January 2015 - 01:44 PM

... do players / teams have the opportunity to shock the sports world.  Do it in a way that leaves everyone dumbfounded and in disbelief.  It is so shocking that every sports talk show in America is covering it on Monday morning (including Mike & Mike).  Panthers haven't had that chance since the SuperBowl when the Patriots used a last minute field goal to secure the victory.  This is their chance again.

 

Outside of Carolina, nobody thinks they deserve to be in the playoffs.  The majority think the only reason we beat the Cards was due to their QB situation.  Many have referred to the Panthers as the reason why the playoff rules need to be rewritten ... to prevent a lowly team like the Panthers from ever making it in.  Outside of the Carolinas most don't want us there ... or really don't care.  The national television ratings for the Cards / Panthers game was the lowest of all playoff games last weekend.  Now, the kid that nobody likes has to play the golden boy ... the defending SuperBowl champions.  Vegas has us as double-digit underdogs.  Except for Herm, most analysts don't give us a chance.  Practically all the national sports talk is about the other 3 games. 

 

To all the players that are lurkers on this board (yes, there are some), this is your chance to do something special.  This is your chance to literally shock the sports world.  We believe in you ... you believe in each other ... but nobody else does.  Give everything you have to preparation this week and from kickoff, leave it all on the field.  Seize this opportunity and silence the 12th man.  You may never get another chance like the one you have this weekend. 




#2560261 More than just a win today...

Posted by solorca on 22 December 2013 - 08:10 PM

This may be a little off-topic, but I wanted to share.

 

Yesterday morning, my wife received a devastating phone call.  She learned that her father had passed away suddenly in his sleep.  Dennis was a massive Panthers fan and has been talking this game all week, and I was working on trying to find a way to get him some tickets to the game. 

 

In honor of him, his brothers and sisters all attended the game today, each wearing a piece of his huge collection of Panthers gear.  Like most of the crowd, they sat through the downpour and cheered the team on to victory, knowing in their hearts that the team was going to find a way to win in honor of him.

 

At his home, my wife and I sat and watched the game with wife.  As I was frustrated when we punted with 2 minutes remaining, my mother-in-law, who is only a casual fan, looked at me with sad eyes and said, "can we still win?".  I told her that that there was a small chance, but it was a longshot. 

 

Then we held them to a three and out.  Then Ted Ginn caught the long pass.  Then we scored.

 

I've been happy after big wins many times over the years and I consider myself a true diehard...but I've never been as happy as my mother-in-law was today.  Sometimes a win is just a win.  Sometimes, it's so much more.

 

R.I.P. Dennis.

 

 

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#2485832 New England week

Posted by SCP on 13 November 2013 - 04:19 PM

Son of a bitch if we didn’t go out to San Fran and steal the 49ers gold. The last time I was this excited was when Olestra hit the market place and fat free Doritos were invented. Fat free fat? I was sold! I assume the knee buckling cramps I experienced after eating the olestra laced Doritos are kind of what 49er fans were feeling when Thomas Davis drilled Kendall Hunter to cause that fumble. Alas the 24 hour rule has come and gone and I have savored the flavor. Fortunately it’s easier to move on from the 49ers than it was to get those poison Dorito crumbs out of my chest hair. So onward we go to play what is without a doubt the most important game for us this season, the next one. A Monday night showdown against Gisele’s husband and the Patriots.

 

I’m kind of perplexed about what to expect on Monday night. I’m almost certain I am going to see a poo ton of Patriot "fans" at the Bank. 99% of them are probably Red Sox fans because of that crappy Jimmy Falon movie Fever Pitch. 99% of them probably think New England is a US state. 99% of them probably think Ben Affleck should have won an academy award in Gigli. I’m certain the uptown parking lots are going to be packed full of Honda Odyssey’s with those stupid stick figure family stickers on the back window and "Red Sox Nation" bumper stickers next to a Miami Heat NBA Champ license plate frame. And I am 100% certain that if you ask 10 of these people to tell you who Steve Grogan is, they will all look at you with a blank set of eyes and a slacked jaw. I anticipate the number of "Keep Calm and Chive On" t-shirts to increase ten fold in uptown on Monday night. Most of the people we will see are probably from our neighborhoods and root for the Tarheels or Blue Devils in basketball. These sad little people are caught up in the Patriot bandwagon and most can’t help it because they seek to be a part of something that they feel is bigger than they are. I mean in Fever Pitch, when Jimmy Falon is down in St. Petersburg going crazy for the Red Sox, who didn’t want to join Red Sox Nation? The same can be said about the Ugg wearing douchebags that live in Charlotte and hate on our Panthers and turn their allegiance to a team a thousand miles away. Who doesn’t want to be a part of rooting for a team from Foxboro, MA that won a few Super Bowls? But tread lightly folks, because these people know as much about the Patriots as a certain Saints fan knows about the silky texture of a woman’s labia. Just like putting peanut butter on your sack to entice Mr. Bigglesworth is easier than trying to meet a real woman, it’s easy for these people to root for a team that is constantly being jerked off by the national media. They can suck it on Monday night but soon enough they will be Panther fans.

 

So come Monday night when these sellouts are trying to out-cheer the loyal Panther fans, we will rise to the occasion. Fua is out and Dan Connor is back. Coach Boomhauer needs more than two weeks to prepare for a Fua-less Panthers team. Shane Vereen and Stevan Ridley will meet Luke and by the end of the game will be calling him father. We are going to exploit that Patriots defense by running it up their ass. Nate Chandler is the next hall of fame guard and will open holes wider and deeper that Vincent Wilforks belly button. Tom Brady is going to need Gisele to wipe his ass after the Kraken and CJ smash the organic poop out of his metrosexual cornhole just as Star and KK come off the top rope like the Road Warriors. If we can somehow pull this off, it’s going to be a fun ride.

 

Panthers 31

Patriots 21




#3199997 State of the Huddle 2015

Posted by Jeremy Igo on 12 January 2015 - 09:23 AM

Friends, Huddlers, Pie Lovers

The time has come to say goodbye to yet another Panthers season on the Huddle. In 2014 you laughed on the Huddle, you cried on the Huddle, you purposefully placed your hand on the ass of the Huddle as you passed by, and we noticed.

I am now here to give you the state of the Huddle. I am happy to say, the Huddle is stronger than ever.

Over the past year, the Huddle has had had over 6 million visits and served up over 30 million pages of information, banter, and Stephen Hill prognostication.

The Huddle Podcast began in August and performed far better than expected. Our episodes now reach over three thousand people, giving the Huddle yet another way to marginally entertain and inform the Huddle faithful. A big thanks goes to our Podcast Sponsors Angry Ales and Smith Horton Law for making it possible.

In September we began the All-Pro program, giving serious Huddlers the ability to support this place in a whole new way. I am proud to say there are now over 200 All-Pro members, a nice start on the way to our long term goal of 1000 All-Pro members.

As a result, the Huddle was able to increase our technological abilities, cover away games, and provide additional content that was not possible in past years.

The Huddle is well on its way to becoming a self sustaining force in the local media. A beacon of truth, hope, and Greg Hardy arguments for the world to see.

Looking ahead, 2015 will be an even more important year. From the 2015 draft to training camp to the upcoming superb owl season, the Huddle will provide even more exclusive content while also continuing to be the best independent forum for fan voices in the entire nation.

In short, the Huddle is well on its way to world media dominance. Watch out Rupert Murdock.

Thank you for continuing to support the Huddle and making it a place all other fan bases envy.


#3186981 Glengarry Glen Russ (Wilson) - An ode to Saturday

Posted by SCP on 08 January 2015 - 01:01 PM

Seahawk fans, you're talking about what? You're talking about... bragging about that win you got, some sonofabitch who don't wanna buy Starbucks, some broad you're trying to screw, so forth. Let's talk about something important. Are you all here? I'm going anyway. Let's talk about something important. Put. That coffee. Down. Coffee's for closers only. You think I'm f*cking with you? I am not f*cking with you. I'm here from Charlotte. I'm here from Bank of America stadium. And I'm here on a mission of mercy. You call yourself a Seahawk fan you son of a bitch? You don’t want to hear it? You certainly don't have to pal, 'cause the good news is - you're bandwagon. The bad news is - you've got, all of you've got just one week to regain your manhood starting with Saturday. Starting with the game. Oh? Have I got your attention now? Good. Cause we're adding a little something to this weekend’s contest. As you all know first prize is a 1972 El Camino and a trip to the NFC Championship game. Anyone wanna see second prize? Second prize is a trip to Destin, FL with Alicejandra the Saints fan where you get to hear endless stories about how good kale is for you while his dog licks his scrotum and he stuffs Wendy’s doubles down his pie hole four at a time. Third prize is watching that 49er QB Squidward titty bang some 800 lb. grunge Seattle skank with Greg Schianno narrating. Get the picture? You laughing now? You got jerseys. You bandwagoners paid good money, take off the tags and wear them. If you can't wear the cheap high quality Chinese knockoffs you purchased then you can't wear sh*t. You ARE sh*t. Hit the bricks pal, and beat it 'cause you are going OUT.

The Panthers are weak? F*cking Panthers are weak. You're weak. I've been a Panthers fan for 20 years... What’s my name? F*ck you. That's my name. You know why, mister? You drive a ’92 Geo Storm to get to your barista job. I drive a sixty-thousand dollar pick-up. THAT'S my name. And your name is you're wanting. You can't play in the man's game, you can't win them - go home and tell your wife your troubles. Because only one thing counts in this life: Get them to cross the goal line. You hear me you fuging maggots? A-B-C. A-Always, B-Bet, C-Carolina. Always bet Carolina. ALWAYS BET CAROLINA. A-I-D-A. Attention, Indecision, Defense, Ass. Attention - Do I have your attention? Indecision - Are you questioning your jersey purchase? I know you are, because it's f*ck or win. You win or you’re left with another crappy jersey to hang next to your dusty Saints jersey from 2009. Defense - Have you met Luke fugging Kuechly and Thomas fugging Davis, for Christ sake? And Ass, as in suck mine. A-I-D-A.

Get out there - you got the Panthers coming in. You think they came in to get out of the rain? A guy don't walk on the field lest he wants to win. They're sitting out there waiting to give Russell his whipping. Are you gonna take it? Are you man enough to take it? What's the problem, pal? You see Pete Carroll’s khaki’s? You see his khaki’s? His khaki’s cost less than my cup of coffee. Deangelo Williams made $970,000,000,000 last year, salary cap be damned. How much'd you make?

You see pal, that's who we are, and you're nothing. Nice guy? I don't give a sh*t. Good father? F*ck you! Go home and play with your kids. You wanna be here - win! You think this is abuse? You think this is abuse, you Hawksucker? You can't take this, how can you take the abuse you get from a fan of a 7-8-1 team? You don't like it, leave. I can go out there tonight with the team you've got and make myself $15,000 in Vegas. Tonight! In two hours! Can you? Can YOU? Go and do likewise.

A-I-D-A. Panther fans, get mad you sons of bitches. Get mad. You want to know what it takes to be a Panther fan? It takes BRASS BALLS to be a Panther fan. Go and do likewise gents. Win's are out there. We pick it up, it's ours. We don't, I got no sympathy for us.

We wanna go out on those punks on Saturday and win, WIN. It's ours. If we win they’re gonna be shining our shoes. And you know what they'll be saying - a bunch of losers sittin' around in a bar. 'Oh yeah. I used to be a Seahawk fan. It's a tough racket. Depending on who the 49ers hire, I might be a 49er fan.'

This is a new team. This is the Gettleman team. And to us they're gold, and the rest of the country don't get them. Why? Because to give the Panthers to them is just throwing them away. The Panthers are for closers. I'd wish the Seahawks fans good luck but they wouldn't know what to do with it if they got it. And to answer your question, pal, why am I here? I came here because Braveheart asked me to. He asked me for a favor. I said the real favor, follow my advice and sell your f*cking Seahawk jersey because a loser is a loser.


#3092771 Rivera's Blunder - Illustrated

Posted by Jeremy Igo on 17 November 2014 - 06:41 AM

I have to tell you, I was struggling on Sunday. As a photographer, my job is to capture emotion and passion as plays are being made. These things were no where to be found for three quarters of football.

 

Then a funny thing happened..... a fight broke out. Just like last years Rams game, passions were ignited. You want to wake the Panthers up? Literally punch them in the mouth in their own home. From that point on, the game changed entirely.

 

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The defense finally resembled what we have grown to love in Carolina. Plays were being made, emotions ran deep. The Panthers were back, ready to stake a claim once again for the division lead for the second time this season.

 

 

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Josh Norman, who is as excited as anyone about a fight, felt it. This is why he plays the game. And as he pointed out on our Huddle Podcast (now available on iTunes), this is why you should consider buying a #24 jersey.

 

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The offense was up. Could they match the defensive intensity? I had my doubts. But then a funny thing happened, Cam Newton turned into the 2011 gun slinger we all knew and loved with a touchdown strike to Kelvin Benjamin who made an amazing grab.

 

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The kick coverage team also felt the energy, as Devin Hester was stifled for a modest return. Again, emotion... passion.. you know... FOOTBALL.

 

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After a defensive stop, Philly Brown hauled in an amazing grab for a touchdown and the lead. The story of the day was reading more and more like a game that would be remembers for years to come.

 

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The Panthers rookie wideouts celebrated together, a scene we possibly could see in Carolina for many seasons to come. The future of the passing game ... Thunder and Lightning. 

 

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The defense took over, and managed to limit Matt Ryan and the re-energized Falcons offense to a field goal. While some point to this as a failure, in reality it was a win. The defense put the offense in a position to win the game with plenty of time left on the clock. Considering the offense just had consecutive touchdowns, a knockout punch was surely on the way....

 

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The Panthers continue to move the ball in the passing game. KB makes an amazing grab and gets the Panthers within striking distance....

 

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And then, with the game on the line, and emotions and momentum higher than at any point in the 2014 season, Rivera chooses to shut down the offense and settle for a 46 yard field goal. At that moment, all momentum deflated. The disappointment from the offense, and the defense for that matter, was palatable. Greg Olsen was visibly upset and dumbfounded as he left for the sidelines. The Panthers players wanted to go for the jugular while the Panthers coaches were happy with a slap fight.

 

The result, a missed field goal.

 

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Even if the field goal was made, it would have left over 90 seconds for the Falcons to get within their own field goal range to win the game. Ron Rivera, when Cam Newton and the offense needed his trust the most, showed them what he really thinks of them.

 

 

Which begs the question: If Ron Rivera doesn't believe in the Panthers offense, why should they believe in him?




#2532150 GUESSS WHOSSS BACK DA KRAKEEENNNNN DOHHH

Posted by itsghardy on 07 December 2013 - 09:59 PM

Hello everyone, how has everyone been? Well it is xmas time and some children who do not have much are in need! I am panning out the details now but  the 17th at North lake mall I am going to donate some jackets and I want as many people who can to come out to my coat drive. Just letting everyone know if I am not on here before hand please look at my twitter for the news updates on this @itsghardy (with info like when and where) I will be raffling off some autographed things as well to help the cause!! I'd appreciate as much support as possible and I promise you these children will as well! Happy holidays! #krakenout #panthernation #leggo

 

if you are not local PLEASE tell ten people and go out in ur local community and give a jacket or something to a kid in need!




#2564044 Twas the Night Before Christmas, Panther Style - Merry Christmas Panther Nation

Posted by NanceUSMC on 24 December 2013 - 11:05 AM

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the land,
The playoffs were coming, for each Panther fan.
However unlikely they said this would be,
The Panthers delivered, for you and for me.

The journey was long, and not without struggle,
There were plenty of doubters, over at Carolina Huddle.
But the team was determined, and promised to fight,
So that fans could rejoice, on this Christmas Eve night.

But just how we got to this wonderful place,
Is a story that puts a huge smile on my face.
The NFC South, we were expected to lose,
Good thing we don't care, about those point of views.

It's the year of the Saints, said the man on TV
They've got too much talent, who else could it be?
Coach Payton was back, that's what they were lackin',
But the experts forgot, Coach Ron has The Kraken.

The showdown was set, for a little past noon,
What they didn't expect? The Carolina monsoon.
The torrential downpour was a nice surprise,
And certainly helped with the Saintly demise.

The Saints kicked the ball, and the Panthers received,
The offense came out, and we all believed.
DWill off tackle, that was the call.
The crowd was electric, 'Get Smitty the ball!'

But the offense soon stalled, this wasn't the plan.
Not that it mattered, cause Kuechly's the man!
He dashed and he darted, it was quite a sight
And showed that this team, could put up a fight.

The Saints tried to run, and they didn't get far.
Thanks partly because of a big man named Star.
So Brees dropped back to pass, but had little success,
Cause the first half, you see, was a Panther sack-fest.

The Saints managed to put three points on the board
It didn't change much, fans continued to roar.
Saint coaches decided to win would take tricks
Then decided to try a surprise on-side kick.

They recovered the ball, and put up three more points.
The Panther response? Let's make some more noise!

The defense was solid, and TD is a beast,
He wasn't afraid of Drew Brees, in the least.
Brees dropped back to pass, he had Graham in his sights
But just about then, Thomas Davis took flight.

TD hauled it in, an incredible pick!
Then Deangelo rushed, for a really quick six!
Halftime had come, with the Panthers ahead
Twas the first time all day, that the Panthers had led.

It was just about now, that the rain came to town,
And man let me tell you, it really came down!
But Brees is fantastic, and a tough one to spook
But in this downpour, he threw it to Luke!

The rain made it tough, to move or to score
But despite all this mess, we were still up by four.
The Panthers had given, as good as they'd got
For rivals like this, predictions mean squat.

But the Saints they weren't done, they had more in the tank
That's when Brees tossed the ball, to Graham on the flank.
The Saints took the lead, at thirteen to ten
I hadn't been worried, up until then.

It was late in the game, and the offense had stalled
But just about then, Cam got the call.
He dropped back to pass, and hit Teddy in stride
And that quick young man, took the Saints for a ride.

Hurry up Cats, only seconds are left!
Don't worry my friends, cause Greg Olsen is deft!
He pulled in the pass, and fell to the ground
Cam rushed to the line, to spike the ball down.

And that's when it happened, the crowd started to rock
The next play, you see, put the Saints fans in shock.
Dom on the left, ran a simple out-route
And cradled the ball as he fell to the ground.

The crowd exploded, in spite of the rain
Cause we revel, you see, in Saintly disdain.
The review was upheld, as we knew it would be
That play right there, put the Cats up by three.

Extra point on the board, and time winding down
It was joyous to see, Sean Payton's frown.
The Panthers had won, on this wet winter day
And don't really care, what the 'experts' might say.

Now we're back in the playoffs, and man is it grand
There's room on our bandwagon, for everyone to stand.
We're gonna play tough, and we will make some noise
That's just how it is, for these Carolina boys!




#2396866 Doubters take heart! Here are 12 reasons why it's an absolutely wonde...

Posted by PhillyB on 23 September 2013 - 06:44 PM

After two weeks of abject disappointment and the brewing cumulonimbus cloud of infuriating mediocrity and status-quo apathy casting shadows over the Carolinas, the defensive sledgehammer and offensive curb-stomping we laid on the Gaints has this fanbase at a collective level of giddiness unprecedented since week one of the Ron Rivera era.

 

That said, there are plenty of doubtful twinges impinging the onslaught of unbridled joy. We've seen this before: good game against good team followed by bad game against bad team and the inevitable regression to the mean. Doom has been derailed, but skepticism is still chugging along at top speed. Choo fuging choo. We still suck. Right?

 

WRONG!!!!! Lend me your ears, for I present to you a dozen reasons why it's an absolutely wonderful time to be a fan of the Carolina Panthers. And so without further gilding the lily, and no more ado, I give to you:

 

 

 

(12) This distraught New York Giants fan, a Lysol-toilet-bowl-cleaner-blue turd floating in the pristine electric-blue-and-silver punch bowl of the Carolina endzone, following Cam's first rushing touchdown of the year.

 

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(11) Deangelo Williams and the Carolina running game.

 

Much-maligned running back Deangelo Williams is back to the 5.0 ypc form that defined his early career and had people comparing him to Jim Brown as recently as last season before Hurney's firing exposed the level of incompetence in roster management in a way that most of us had never before considered. Angst turned into improperly-directed rage, and every preseason Deangelo draw play into a wall of interior pressure for no gain had most of us ready to trade him to the CFL for a couple of right-guard-sized eskimos. Instead, three games in:

 

 

2013 NFL Player Rushing Stats

 

1. LeSean McCoy -------- PHI - 62 attempts, 395 yards

2. Doug Martin ------------ TB - 73 attempts, 297 yards

3. DeAngelo Williams ---- CAR - 62 attempts, 291 yards

4. DeMarco Murray ------ DAL - 58 attempts, 286 yards

5. Adrian Peterson ------- MIN - 69 attempts, 281 yards

 

 

 

Yes, you read that right. DeAngelo Williams is the league's third-leading rusher, and that's with Cam Newton taking designed runs that might've otherwise gone to him. Granted we're stuck with his crippling contract, but there's nothing we can do about that, so the second best thing is him performing like a top running back, and that's exactly what we're getting.

 

Oh and Tolbert should hit his stride over the next games - right about the time we get bruiser Jonathon Stewart and Darren-Sproles-esque Barner lining up in the backfield.

 

 

(10) Our kicking game.

 

A year or two ago we were stabbing ourselves in the eyes every time Olindo Mare missed an easy game-winner or Medlock looked like Lauren Silberman or we were watching in shrieking horror as Brad Nortman shanked a routine punt out of bounds for a twenty-yard net at the worst possible moment in a game. And suddenly, holy hell, is that a 53-yard field goal with room to spare? Is that a deep, high-hanging punt? (he's gone from 32nd in the league in punt yard average to a respectable sixteenth in the space of a single season, leapfrogging half the NFL in the process.) Mother of God, consecutive touchbacks through every game this season?

 

Both players are young and talented, and if they keep up this measure of consistency they could easily stay with the team for the rest of the decade (or longer.) As many times as special teams miscues involving kicking or punting has been a problem, this is a development that should have all of us shitting our pantaloons with excitement.

 

 

(9) Jerry Richardson may be newly focused on winning over profits.

 

Granted this one is a stretch, and I may be reading too much into things, but after last year's debacle against the Cowboys and last week's debacle against the Bills, Richardson received an obscenely high level of negative fan feedback. Last year he followed the debacle by firing Hurney. In week three this season, perhaps following the current of letters stuffing his mailbox like Kurb's and mine, he skipped his normal powwow with visiting executives and instead chose to mingle quietly with players before the impending showdown.

 

This picture should give you the chills. Maybe we're turning it around from the top.

 

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(8) Cam Newton and the progression of lockerroom cohesiveness.

 

Since April 2011 we've had an influx of red-faced children invading these boards and spewing strawberry poptart crumbs as they scream about maturity, chemistry, attitudes, and winning (four elements which they share the distinction of collectively knowing nothing about.) However, as Cam has progressed as a quarterback and as a human being, we've seen a transformation. It's tangible - you can see it in his face, in his pressers, on the field.

 

A few days ago we heard a story that seemed to encapsulate the change: Thomas Davis popping into the weight room where Cam was lifting by himself, asking if he was ever going to join the team. This moment seemed to be a catalyst: Cam himself admitted that he thought he was giving the impression of being dedicated and focused, but realized that he was alienating the guys he fought with on Sundays.

 

"Like looking at yourself as a high schooler," Cam said, introspectively, a touch of disbelief in his voice when comparing himself now to himself as a teammate two years ago. "You can't relate to it." And we've seen that transformation before our eyes. It was visible Sunday. Remember all the accusations last year that Cam was just sitting down instead of celebrating with his receivers?

 

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...yeah, those days are over. Cam loves his guys and his guys love Cam, and we're seeing it on the field. We're seeing it in celebrations. We're seeing it in selflessness: look at Smitty, ball-hungry, insatiable Smitty, joining the celebration, craving the win over personal stats. And we're seeing it in a suddenly new ability to overcome adversity, the lack of which was a hallmark of the early Cam Newton-led Panthers. It's a beautiful thing.

 

 

(7) Agent 89.

 

You know what, let's talk about Steve Smith.

 

He's been marginal this year statistically. He grabbed a touchdown against the Seahawks in our season opener, but he's only averaged about 50 yards a game and hasn't made any of the big downfield plays we're accustomed to seeing. And yet Steve looks more confident, more content than we've ever seen him, and no less hungry or focused for it. What gives?

 

Well, his role on the team is changing. Smitty is 34, and he's suddenly synthesizing his dynamic outside play and uncanny ability to snag those first down comebacks on the sideline with a high number of snaps playing out of the slot. This is directly attributed to Ricky Proehl, whose role as a mentor for Steve Smith during his early years with a team has picked up right where it left off. I'm convinced he's the reason we've seen this subtle, but important, change in Agent 89.

 

So is that it? A feel-good story capped off by an 700-yard season?

 

Doubtful. This offense is finding its rhythm and gotten progressively better week to week. Ted Ginn Jr. has emerged as a legitimate deep threat, and he'll be worked into the lineup with increasing snaps if he continues to play like this, and defensive coordinators will take note. LaFell silenced critics last week, getting open with eye-popping consistency against the Giants secondary and posting the first two-touchdown game of his career. Olsen will continue to flourish; he's quietly on pace to break 1,000 yards this season.

 

All of these things bode well for Steve Smith. Mercurial, incendiary, and the quintessential milquetoastal antonym, he'll not be counted out, and as the Panthers get hot he'll be leading the way.

 

 

(6) Speaking of offense, we're on pace to put up 23 points a game.

 

Three games isn't a very large sample size. It's unlikely we routinely drop 38-burgers on teams, but I'd argue it's even more unlikely that we drop 7-Quinoas anymore. With the talent on this roster it isn't unreasonable to expect four to five touchdowns a week between the running and passing game, and suddenly we've got a kicker who can make long field goals barefoot with his eyes closed.

 

pair this with:

 

 

(5) a defense allowing twelve points a game

 

...and suddenly you've got a very dangerous football team on your hands. Twelve points, bitches. That defensive line is stifling. That linebacking corps is blowing up runners in the backfield. That secondary is locking down the likes of Hakeem Nicks and causing coverage sacks, or forcing interceptions, or fumbles... take your pick.

 

This means statistically we'll double our opponents' scores down the stretch if we can keep this up. And leading the way and making all this possible:

 

 

(4) Star Lotulelei and the defensive line.

 

Where do you even begin on this? Greg Hardy? Unstoppable sack streaks. CJ? A penchant for sack/fumbles and a perpetual motor. Short? Grabbed his first sack Sunday, constantly slipping in between guards and ruining plays before they develop. Fua? You know what, forget about, just watch this video

 

Note in particular Star's sack:

 

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Yes, that is Star reaching around the center with one arm, grabbing onto Eli with one hand, the lineman still in front of him, and subsequently dragging him to the ground.

 

With one hand.

 

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(3) The upcoming schedule favors the Panthers.

 

 


That's right, our horrendously difficult schedule is taking a leave of absence just about the time we're getting hot. We've got the Cardinals, Vikings, Rams, and Buccaneers coming up; if we play up to our averages in scoring/defending these should be easy wins. The first three have statuesque quarterbacks that should be prime targets for our marauding front four, and the Bucs... well... they're the Bucs.

 

The toughest game in that stretch is the Vikings; assuming we can beat them, it's not unreasonable to expect to face the Falcons as a 5-2 team.

 

Five and fuging two.

 

 

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(2) Speaking of schedules, the NFC kind of sucks right now.

 

Oh hey look, the Falcons and Packers have the same record as us! That's right, two perennial playoff/superbowl contenders are 1-2, with the same record as the Panthers. Oh hey look, so do the San Francisco 49ers, who narrowly lost the superbowl last year. Half the NFC East hasn't won a game, the Vikigns are winless, the Rams and Cardinals look like trash.

 

This means the wildcard race is wide open; assuming we keep a hot streak here we are set up nicely to compete for the division title, falling at worst to a wildcard berth. Keep pulling against anyone else challenging for the division lead (except for us, obviously) because parity works to our advantage right now.

 

 

 

(1) These threads dominating the Giants message board the night after we shut them out.

 

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and the best of all:

 

 

 

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After handing two years of complete morons on these boards it's kind of nice to see meltdowns happening somewhere else for once, and knowing we caused them. Schadenfreude is just so much fun. 

 

Go Panthers!




#2753284 Thomas Davis

Posted by Lilsmitty09 on 27 April 2014 - 10:41 AM



On Instagram a few days ago I decided to make just a quick 15 second video on Thomas Davis (15 seconds is the limit), and wasn't expecting much. Almost immediately after posting it, Thomas Davis himself saw the video, liked it and commented on it with the emoticons of clapping hands and thumbs up. He then a few seconds later commented "do a longer one and email it to me". So with that being said, I did a longer one (seen above) and sent it to him. Pretty cool! I'm interning for an Arena Football League team right now and have made highlights per request by them, but never by an NFL player let alone a Panther!

For most of you this is a "Cool Story Bro" thread, which is exactly why the video was posted first. But I just think it's cool how great our organization is, and how they can reach out to you even when your thousands of miles away!

Not to mention there wasn't a single TD highlight on YT. That man deserves hundreds. Maybe next it's time for a Kuechly one?

Keep Pounding!




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