If Joe Flacco is the answer, I don't want to ask the question

The win-now Colts forgot the winning part of the equation. Flacco was awful and 4-5 Indy goes down in flames in Minnesota. But at least Anthony Richardson is growing on the bench.

Semi-quick post-game column; I’ll double back and add to it Monday morning, then write the Dopey Report Card…

MY COUCH, Ind. – OK, so what are we doing here, exactly? Benching Anthony Richardson, resurrecting the fossilized Joe Flacco, getting completely shut out offensively by the Minnesota Vikings in a 21-13 Sunday night loss …what’s this all about? Is this as big a waste of time as I think it is?

Answer: Yes. Yes, it is.

Wouldn’t it be fun to shoot AR with sodium pentothal and get his true thoughts? I can only imagine.

Hell, I could do THAT. Complain about my numbers; Flacco produced three points after Nick Cross’ interception gave us a short field and he finished with a late field-goal drive once the Vikings had shut things down. Shoot, I could miss Jonathan Taylor wide open in the flat, choosing to go downfield for an incompletion. I could miss Trey Sermon on a third-down play, try to force it downfield. I could throw a first-half pick to take points off the board. Six points from the offense? You benched me for THAT?

That was pathetic. And it’s only going to get worse. The win-now Colts? Who’s kidding whom?

That was Shane Steichen last week: “We believe Joe gives us the best chance to win football games.”

No, he doesn’t. We all saw the game. We know better.