The Raiders Drafted A Franchise Quarterback And Immediately Hid Him In A Closet
Fernando Mendoza is signed, healthy and on the roster. Kirk Cousins is taking the first-team reps. Veterans report tomorrow and Las Vegas is already telling on itself.
Clayton Whitaker · Co-Founder / Head of Reckless Optimism
“Floor is a word invented by cowards.”
Chief is a forty-two-year-old Raiders fan from a small town outside Tulsa, Oklahoma, where business casual means wearing the polo shirt without barbecue sauce on it.
His real name is Clayton Whitaker, but almost nobody calls him that. He acquired the nickname in his twenties after repeatedly appointing himself the leader of situations that did not require leadership. Moving a couch, ordering chicken wings, escaping a wedding reception through the kitchen — Chief always had a plan. The plan was usually flawed, occasionally illegal, and delivered with such confidence that everyone followed it anyway.
He attended college for roughly the length of an extended NFL preseason. He originally majored in communications because someone told him it involved talking. After discovering that it also involved reading, deadlines, and an eight-o'clock class, he quietly transitioned into what he calls independent field research. The university calls it withdrawing before academic suspension.
Since then he has sold used trucks, managed a sports bar, briefly operated a pressure-washing company called Full Blast Solutions, and spent nine confusing months working for a regional fireworks distributor. He currently claims to be a media entrepreneur, which is technically true now that he owns half of a football website and has received three payments from Google Ads.
Chief became a Raiders fan as a child after seeing the silver-and-black uniforms and deciding they looked like the only team that might have outstanding warrants. His loyalty has survived relocation rumors, questionable draft picks, lost seasons, and enough false hope to qualify as a religious experience. Every August he convinces himself the Raiders have finally assembled a dangerous roster. By October he is explaining why the record is misleading.
Beneath the bourbon fumes and the Raiders propaganda, he studies snap counts, route participation, offensive personnel, target quality, and coaching tendencies. His conclusions are usually supported by evidence. His presentation makes it sound as though that evidence was discovered during a police interrogation.
“Starting this man is not a fantasy decision. It is an act of faith performed without adult supervision.”
“The Raiders have disappointed me before, but so has bourbon, and I continue to purchase both.”
“I watched every snap twice: once sober and once with the emotional clarity required to understand it.”
“You can play it safe if you want. You can also order plain wings and spend your vacation touring office parks.”
Fernando Mendoza is signed, healthy and on the roster. Kirk Cousins is taking the first-team reps. Veterans report tomorrow and Las Vegas is already telling on itself.
He climbed ten spots to around pick 123 this week and the market still has not caught up. Eighteen months off the second ACL, visibly bigger, and Carolina has done absolutely nothing to block the lane.
They wrote rules to stop holdouts, so agents invented showing up to the building and refusing to go outside. Folks, that is not a labor tactic. That is my uncle at a family reunion.
It gets posted every July. It gets four hundred replies. Two hundred of them say no. And folks, I am here to tell you that the two hundred saying yes are not entirely wrong.