Hang nail, ingrown toenail, hangover. Like the Phoenix, he rises from the ashes of every supposed injury to begin life anew. The man is a hero, savior of our defensive backfield, chasing wayward recievers all the way into the endzone.
He is a drama queen, a guy who suffers from imagined Munchhousens. I sit here and read week after week people getting demonized for daring to accuse Ellis of being just OK. We are at game 7, the team is 5 and 2, Ellis is 3 and 4. He had 1 really game, 2 good games and 4 very bad games. Get got beaten so badly last week my autographed picture of Ellis spontaniously combusted during the Rams game. The shame is that the IS the best cornerback we have to put on the field right now, whick makes the job the coaching staff is doing GODLIKE.
I admitted it when he was the best player on the field in game 2, god that seems like a lifetime ago, now I have to admit he is a dog. Not a pitbull, they are too mean, more like a poodle; small yappy and unable to follow up on his bark.
Ellis Hobbles?