INDIANAPOLIS — Where to begin?
The dreadful defense, the odoriferous offense, or the spectacularly terrible special teams? Everyone in uniform could be blamed, except possibly the cheerleaders.
Or maybe the Indianapolis Colts would prefer to just forget the train wreck that was Sunday.
“We ain’t got time to dwell on it,” Chuck Pagano was saying after the St. Louis Rams had the Colts for Sunday brunch 38-8. “It is what it is, we got our butts kicked. And we’ve got to move on.”
He’s right, of course. Especially about the butt-kicking part. As Andrew Luck put it, “They beat us fair and square in every which way they probably could.” He was right on target, which is more than you can say for a lot of his passes Sunday.
The Colts are in Tennessee Thursday on pressing AFC South business, and they are hoping the Titans game can serve as lemonade to wash the taste out of their mouths. Sunday went down like a Listerine cocktail.
But it’s hard to look at this pummeling at home and not be a little curious about what it might mean. Are the injuries catching up to the Colts? Are all those fairy tale comebacks draining the emotional fuel tank? Was this a one-of-those-days aberration, or a genuine warning sign?
“We need to get back on the field and right our wrongs. Absolve our sins, if you will,” Luck said. It’s still mid-season, but that means crunch time is coming, when sins are not so easily atoned.
“Regardless of what happened, we know what we have,” Cory Redding said. “Our belief in one another has not wavered.”
Still, it is reasonable to be taken aback by the sheer tonnage of the futility — from Luck’s three interceptions, to 18 meager yards rushing, to a shredded defense, to special teams that were a Nightmare on Capitol Avenue. One of the day’s few robust cheers came when the scoreboard showed Pacers coach Frank Vogel, sitting in the stands with his family and probably hoping that whatever the Colts had this day wasn’t catching.