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If last week’s frustration against Carolina left Rams fans pacing the hallways, muttering to themselves, and replaying all the “almost” moments in their heads, Sunday afternoon in Glendale was the antidote. The Los Angeles Rams didn’t just bounce back — they detonated. They walked into State Farm Stadium, flattened the Arizona Cardinals 45–17, and walked out looking every bit like a 10–3 team that should honestly be 12–1.
What made this win different wasn’t just the scoreboard. It was the rhythm, the demeanor, the tempo, the swagger, and the unmistakable feeling that this team knows exactly who they are. They didn’t panic when things started slowly. They didn’t tighten up after Arizona opened with a touchdown drive. Instead, the Rams did what truly elite teams do: they adjusted, they settled, and then they overwhelmed.
This was a win rooted in talent, toughness, and a whole lot of fun — and that combination is why this Rams team feels dangerous heading into December.
There are a lot of things you can say about Sean McVay, but one of his quirks — a charming one when his team wins, a maddening one when they don’t — is that he refuses to run up the score or embarrass opponents. Even in a game where the Rams hung 45, the coaching staff clearly throttled down at times. They pulled the starters for the entire fourth quarter, which I expected; however, Jimmy Garoppolo didn’t get to pass the ball and had to hand it off seven or eight times.
But the moment that made us crack up[ the most yesterday was McVay refusing to challenge a clearly blown call on a missed catch that should’ve been reversed in a heartbeat. He let it slide — classic McVay — and two plays later the Cardinals punched in another score. The Rams, unfazed, answered immediately. But still… sometimes you just want McVay to channel his inner Belichick and go full scorched-earth.
Honestly, you can act that way with this team for that exact reason. We will find a way to get points the very next set of downs.
Let’s be real: the first three Rams possessions were clunky. Mistimed throws into the middle of zone coverage, drives that looked like they were learning to walk again after last week’s stumble, and a general sense of “settle down, guys.”
And then — poof — somehow the Rams had 24 points. That’s the beauty of this team. Even when they feel slightly off, the talent level is too high, the offensive line is too powerful, and the big-play ability is too explosive.
The Cardinals initially led 7-0 on an opening drive touchdown, but the Rams scored 21 unanswered points to secure a 24-10 halftime lead and extended their lead in the second half.
Those zone-beating throws that everyone hates? They work. They’ve always worked. They’re how the 49ers built a dynasty with dump-offs and yards-after-catch glory. And again this week, they were right there when Stafford needed them.
We knew it was coming. We’ve felt it brewing for weeks. And finally, Blake Corum broke the big one — a 48-yard slicing, darting, vintage-runner touchdown that felt like it was ripped straight out of a Gale Sayers highlight reel.
Between Corum and Kyren Williams, the Rams’ backfield is absolute poetry. Hard cuts, old-school leg drive, vision that looks artificially enhanced, and a burst through the line that has opposing defenses frozen flat-footed.
The stats tell the story — over 200 yards between them — but the eye test says even more. These two are so effective that half the time you can’t even tell which one exploded through the hole for another 12-yard chunk.
And let’s not ignore the obvious: they’re doing it behind one of the best offensive lines in the NFL right now. On a “bad” play, they’re falling forward for six. On most plays, Stafford has the kind of time in the pocket you typically only see in commercials selling new credit cards.
We need to say this without hesitation: Matthew Stafford is one of the best quarterbacks to ever wear horns. One of the best the franchise has ever had. One of the best we’ve ever seen, period.
He is deliberate. He is surgical. He is serious — almost comically serious when everyone around him is celebrating like kids.
The contrast is hilarious: Stafford correcting a receiver on a touchdown play, while Puka Nacua skips around like the happiest human alive. One looks like a professor annoyed someone mislabeled a chart; the other looks like recess just started.
But that is the Rams’ identity. That balance of fire and joy. Stafford is the engine. Puka is the spark. And this offense is a machine.
There isn’t anyone in the NFL who plays with more enthusiasm than Puka. He’s a wide receiver who runs routes like a kid chasing a balloon across a playground. Then, mid-laugh, he’ll turn around and make a physics-defying, world-pausing catch.
He was spectacular again this week — twisting grabs, contested balls, yards after contact, and two touchdowns that showcased every part of his absurd skill set. But he wasn’t alone. Davante Adams (yes, that Adams) pulled down a few impossible catches of his own.
The Rams spread the ball around like they were hosting a football potluck. And when this offense is distributing touches like that, they are borderline impossible to stop.
Here’s the part that nearly made us choke on our water before kickoff: the Rams entered Sunday at 9–3 and were momentarily listed as a wild card. A wild card.
Thanks to an unexpected Seahawks surge and some NFC weirdness, the Rams needed this win to reclaim first place. I mean only for a few hours but still, it was alrming to see on that TV screen. Now they’re back on top. But the reality check was sobering: this race is tight.
The Broncos and Patriots sitting at 11–2 which is the best record in football today?
And yes — the Rams should be 12–1. The losses to Philadelphia and San Francisco should not have happened. The Panthers loss was a weird anomaly. Credit to Carolina — they hit hard — but the Rams didn’t finish the job. That’s why this stretch matters.
Especially because…
This week brings the sequel: Stafford vs. Goff in Los Angeles. It’s a matchup the league didn’t know it needed, but we absolutely love it — because earlier this year, some people were claiming Jared Goff had played better than Stafford, which I quickly called BS on and then of course, the best player rose to the surface.
After that? A trip to New England, which just so happens to fall on my birthday — and could be the kind of “birthday gift” game that puts the Rams in commanding position entering the home stretch. I like beating teams with the best record in Football.
And let’s be clear: both games are winnable. Both games are games the Rams will win. Both games are games that will either cement this team as a legitimate Super Bowl contender… or make the NFC race even messier.
The Rams aren’t just good. They aren’t just talented. They’re cohesive. They’re having fun. They are, to put it simply, a team that genuinely enjoys playing football together.
Puka laughing after every catch. Corum and Williams celebrating each other’s big runs. The sideline bouncing. And Stafford — always serious, always correcting, always teaching — grounding the chaos.
It’s the perfect chemistry of discipline and joy. And when a team mixes those two ingredients this late into a season, they become something very, very tough to stop.
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If anyone wants to see how to lose a football game in practically every possible way, today’s Rams matchup against the Carolina Panthers is the perfect case study. And I mean lose it with your own hands, multiple times. Turnovers, blown assignments, bad reads—this wasn’t a close miss, it wasn’t a “heartbreaker,” it wasn’t bad luck. The Rams handed this game away 3-4 times, and each one was more painful than the last. The Panthers also hit hard. I noticed that way early and thought that we could have a tough game today.
Moreover, if anyone wants to see how even the league’s top defense can be completely outsmarted, watch the Rams against the Panthers today. Entering the game as the NFL’s No. 1 scoring defense, this unit had built its reputation on shutting down offenses, making key stops, and closing out games when it mattered most. Against Carolina, none of that showed up when the stakes were highest. With the Rams holding a 28-24 lead late in the fourth quarter, the Panthers executed a 43-yard game-winning touchdown reception on fourth down and that was the second time it allowed a 4th down converstion for a huge play. Coverage breakdowns, miscommunications, and missed assignments allowed the play to succeed, a stark reminder that even the best defenses can be exposed in critical moments. In these cases, it were break downs that led to one on one coverage both times. Thats not even a Dfensive breakdown, that is a coaching issue. Shula should know better and even if not prepared for it, it should not have allowed it a second time for gods sakes.
Missed tackles also plagued the Rams throughout the game. espcially when converging on whoever that QB is for Carolina. Panthers running backs Rico Dowdle and Chuba Hubbard repeatedly gained extra yards after initial contact, turning strong line pressure into extended drives. They would fall for six yards. Each missed tackle allowed Carolina to move the chains, sustain possessions, and keep the Rams on their heels. For a defense that relies on discipline, speed, and fundamentals, the repeated failures in tackling were glaring and costly. I hate to say it but the Cornerbacks failed today. I hate saying that sentance because its impossible possition. But yeah, there were a couple plays that we should have been ready for it Forbes Jr. but again, I lovge the guy and its the hardest position to play in all of sports. Set that aside, there was some space in between Forbes Jr and their WR’s.
Panthers head coach Dave Canales deserves credit for exploiting these weaknesses with smart adjustments. While pre-game analysis suggested Carolina would rely heavily on the run to counter the Rams’ pass rush, they instead mixed up their approach, using timely passes from Bryce Young to keep the defense off-balance. There was also a big run early that led to a Panther touchdown. Young also threw three touchdowns, exceeding expectations against a unit that had dominated offenses all season. By varying plays, targeting mismatches, and adjusting mid-drive, the Panthers consistently put the Rams in uncomfortable positions, forcing mistakes and creating opportunities the defense could not handle. There was a time in the 2nd Quarter where the Rams Defensive needed to rise to any occasion and they did to a certain point but made no huge plays to help tip the game back to the Rams.
The Rams’ defensive struggles were compounded by turnovers from the offense, which put the defense into high-pressure situations repeatedly. Each mistake allowed Carolina to capitalize, score points, and apply even more stress to a defense that was already being outsmarted and outmaneuvered. The cumulative effect of these situations was a cascading failure, and the Rams could not regain control.
Ultimately, the Rams’ defense could not match the Panthers’ execution in the crucial moments. Missed tackles, blown coverage, and an inability to close the game were all decisive factors in the 31-28 upset loss. A unit that had been a cornerstone of the team’s success all season could not hold under pressure, proving that even the league’s best defenses must perform flawlessly against a smart, adaptable opponent—or risk giving a game away.
And yet, in the middle of all this chaos, Puka Nacua did something that will live in highlight reels forever. The guy made a one-handed, NBA-style, left-hand curl grab for a 30-yard gain—an impossible catch that somehow should have shifted momentum. Instead, the Rams kept giving the ball back, drive after drive, mistake after mistake, until Carolina walked off the field with a 31-28 win. Nacua’s catch, as jaw-dropping as it was, became a brief moment of beauty in a game dominated by self-sabotage.
Let’s start at the top. The Rams got the first touchdown, taking a 7-0 lead. Easy, clean football. First set of downs? Smooth. You could almost see them rolling. And then, boom. The wheels came off. Three straight drives ended in disaster. The second set ended with Stafford throwing his first interception in weeks. A fixable mistake, mind you—don’t throw into a defender’s head. But the second interception? Catastrophic. Stafford misread a route, threw one straight to Mike Jackson, and—just like that—the Panthers had a pick-six and a 14-7 lead. Two turnovers, two opportunities squandered, and the Rams’ lead evaporated before it even got comfortable.
This wasn’t just a fluke. Stafford, who hadn’t thrown an interception since Week 3, suddenly looked human again. He overthrew, underthrew, and tried to do too much, turning potential positive plays into points for Carolina. The defense tried to respond. One key 3-and-out gave a flicker of hope. But otherwise, Carolina outsmarted LA all day. They exploited gaps, found mismatches, and repeatedly converted crucial plays when the Rams’ defense hesitated.
Meanwhile, the running game was inconsistent but showed flashes of potential. Kyren Williams and Blake Corum struggled to find consistent holes, but Williams eventually made a few key runs that set up a Stafford-to-Adams touchdown in the fourth quarter. Corum had that Gail Sayers feel at times. That TD was a small bright spot, largely due to Stafford’s awareness and the offensive line giving him a split second to see Adams wide open. But even that drive was messy: it followed a 3-and-6 conversion in which the Panthers had previously tightened coverage, forcing Stafford to improvise. The offense had potential, but execution errors and mental mistakes kept sabotaging any rhythm.
And then, the late-game fumble. Really? The only thing not to do is just that. With just over two minutes left, the Rams had a chance to tie or take the lead. Instead, Stafford coughed it up, literally handing the Panthers another gift and ending any hope of a comeback. This was not bad luck. This was turning the ball over when you literally cannot afford to which i am not sure when its even a good time to do it but come on now. Three turnovers in total—two early interceptions with one being so bad it went back for an easy touchdown giving away 7 points after giving away another 7 points when the first interception happened in the Rams End Zone. Then, one late fumble—directly caused this loss.
That’s how you hand a game away.
Let’s not gloss over the defense. The Rams D had moments but couldn’t consistently apply pressure or cover. Carolina’s offense repeatedly outsmarted the scheme, especially on fourth down. Two key fourth-down conversions resulted in touchdowns, including the final dagger: a 43-yard completion with under two minutes remaining. Every time it looked like the Rams might wrest control back, another blown play, another missed coverage, another failed read gave Carolina the upper hand.
Key Stats & Notable Performers
| Statistic | Rams | Panthers |
|---|---|---|
| Passing TDs | Stafford (2) | Young (3) |
| Interceptions | Stafford (3) | 0 |
| Receiving TDs | Davante Adams (2) | Jalen Coker (1), Tetairoa McMillan (1), Chuba Hubbard (1) |
| Rushing Yards | Kyren Williams (39) | Chuba Hubbard (119) |
Where the Rams Really Blew It
Some small anecdotes from the game illustrate the frustration:
Bottom Line: This game was a literal demonstration of how to lose football with your own hands and in a few ways. The Rams had opportunities, talent, and even moments of brilliance. But repeated turnovers, fumbles, blown coverage, and so many stupid mistakes created a perfect storm of self-sabotage. The Panthers were 10-point underdogs—yet they walked out with a 31-28 victory, gifted to them by the Rams themselves.
Until turnovers are minimized, the running game is established, and the defense applies consistent pressure, this pattern of literally handing games away will continue. Puka Nacua’s incredible catch, Stafford’s flashes of brilliance, and Adams’ scoring ability are not enough if the team keeps undoing itself at critical moments. The Rams need to wake up, and fast.
The first time I ever laid eyes on the Rams was during an early-to-mid January 1974 playoff game against the Minnesota Vikings. I didn’t see much—maybe three and a half minutes of actual game action—but that brief glimpse was enough to spark a lifelong fascination with the blue and yellow. What I really remember were the interviews afterward. The team had a black quarterback, James Harris, and seeing him lead the team on national television in that era felt impressive and groundbreaking. I knew it was not the norm because the Roger Staubacks and fran Rakington’s ruled the sports news wires those years. Plus, the Rams never got any news coverage back then. After all, they were a West Coast team. No one paid attention to West Coast Football teams. There were only four West Coast teams then if you count Denver.
The game itself was a close loss for the Rams, but the details of the scoreboard faded compared to the imagery etched into my memory. I also remember that this was around the time they first went with the striking yellow and blue uniforms, which immediately stood out to me. Those bold colors, combined with the energy of the playoff moment and the charisma of the players, cemented my admiration for the team.
It’s amazing to think that even just a few minutes of a broadcast could leave such a lasting impression. That short January moment in 1974 was the start of a love affair with the Rams that has lasted decades—a connection rooted in style, history, and a sense of seeing something new and exciting in the world of football.
Regardless of my daydreaming about the first time I ever saw th Rams play (sorta), the Rams have played on Thanksgiving before, but appearances have been infrequent, with a long drought stretching decades.
I’m wondering if the next time I ever got to watch a Rams game could have feasibly been on Thanksgiving Day. I don’t remember it clearly, but back then, we rarely saw any games outside of the Philadelphia matchups, and even those were hardly broadcast because they didn’t sell out. As a result, most games were never shown on TV.
Rams all-time Thanksgiving games
| Date | Opponent | Final Score | Location |
|---|---|---|---|
| Nov 22, 1945 | Detroit Lions | 28–21 W | Detroit, MI |
| Nov 23, 1967 | Detroit Lions | 31–7 W | Detroit, MI |
| Nov 25, 1971 | Dallas Cowboys | 21–28 L | Dallas, TX |
| Nov 27, 1975 | Detroit Lions | 20–0 W | Detroit, MI |
Other Historical Notes
I’m wondering if the next time I ever got to watch a Rams game could have feasibly been on Thanksgiving Day in 1975. I don’t remember it clearly, but back then, I rarely saw any games outside of the Philadelphia matchups, and even those were hardly broadcast because they didn’t sell out. As a result, most games were never shown on TV. We had Monday Night Football games which were a big deal.
Regardless of my daydreaming, the Rams Crush Buccaneers in Dominant Sunday Night Victory. The Los Angeles Rams put on a masterclass performance Sunday night, dismantling the Tampa Bay Buccaneers 34–7 in a game that showcased both offensive brilliance and defensive supremacy. With the win, the Rams improve to 9–2, cementing their status as the NFC’s top team, while the Buccaneers drop to 6–5, suffering their third consecutive defeat.
From start to finish, the Rams were in complete control, with quarterback Matthew Stafford delivering a near-perfect performance and the defense suffocating every Tampa Bay offensive attempt.
MVP-caliber first half: Stafford was unstoppable, completing his first 12 passes and finishing the game with 273 yards and three touchdowns, without a single interception. His early-game dominance reinforced his standing as one of the league’s elite quarterbacks and highlighted the firepower of the Rams’ offense.
Fast start pays dividends: Stafford connected with Davante Adams for two early touchdowns, while Colby Parkinson added another score, giving the Rams a commanding lead in the first half.
Receiving weapons shine: Rookie sensation Puka Nacua led the team with seven receptions for 97 yards, and Adams continued his touchdown streak, hauling in his 11th and 12th of the season, demonstrating why he’s one of the most dangerous receivers in the NFL.
First-half domination: By halftime, the Rams led 31–7, scoring on every offensive drive. Their high-octane attack left Tampa Bay’s defense scrambling and set the tone for the rest of the game.
The Rams’ defense was equally impressive, turning the game into a one-sided affair.
Early takeaway sets the tone: Cornerback Cobie Durant intercepted a pass intended for Buccaneers tight end Cade Otton and returned it 50 yards for a touchdown, quickly giving Los Angeles a 14–0 lead in the opening quarter.
Pressure from every angle: The Rams’ pass rush was relentless. Jared Verse and Kobie Turner each recorded two sacks, constantly disrupting Tampa Bay’s rhythm.
Stifling performance: The defense held the Buccaneers to just 193 total yards, including only 70 net passing yards. Two first-half interceptions and consistent pressure forced Buccaneers quarterback Baker Mayfield out of the game with a left shoulder injury, with Teddy Bridgewater taking over.
New kicking presence: Rookie kicker Harrison Mevis made an immediate impact, connecting on both of his field goal attempts, including a clutch 52-yarder in the fourth quarter, addressing a long-standing team weakness.
Honoring a legend: The Rams paid tribute to retired defensive lineman Aaron Donald, recognizing his lasting impact on the franchise and the league during the game.
Second-half management: While the offense slowed down after halftime, the Rams’ defense continued to dominate, keeping Tampa Bay scoreless in the second half and ensuring the win remained secure. Not that it slowed down, it was all about smart game and time management, and honestly, I don’t have much to critique today. The team played a nearly perfect game. The coaching was outstanding yesterday, and the play-calling was excellent—I don’t remember asking for more runs or passes at any point. The defense was nearly flawless. Everything was firing on all cylinders all game long; there was no real letdown.
I like Baker Mayfield, and I felt bad for his team, but I also know what the Rams are capable of this year. I’ve said it many times: this team should be undefeated if they play their game. Not a single team can match them unless they play out of their minds and ferociously, like what happened in the second half of that Eagles game this season while the Rams faltered to the point where they allowed it to happen.
This victory reinforces the Rams as serious NFC contenders, demonstrating their ability to dominate top-tier opponents on prime-time stages. Stafford’s performance, combined with a suffocating defense and emerging playmakers like Nacua, signals that Los Angeles is firing on all cylinders. If this team maintains its balance and intensity, the road to the playoffs looks extremely promising.
The Los Angeles Rams have played in some strange uniforms over the years, the St. Louis leftovers, the half-baked alternates, the infamous bone jerseys but nothing prepared me for the visual chaos unleashed on me this Sunday at SoFi Stadium. Before the first whistle, before the first snap, before Matthew Stafford even stretched his arm, the biggest storyline of the afternoon wasn’t tactics, play design, or the NFC West rivalry.
It was those black uniforms.
Let’s be clear because these things broke football. They broke reality. They scrambled every fan’s brain for a solid two minutes and nearly broke mine permanently. They were so visually disorienting that half the stadium inhaled sharply in unison, trying to figure out who was who. The blue shoulder patch looked like it had been kept from being under another jersey entirely. There was no continuity whatsoever. There was nothing that reflected the team’s color palette, history, or identity beyond that single patch.
Most of all, either commit 100% or don’t commit at all, but whoever is handling the uniform design clearly needs help. I think our weird shiny letterslook horrible and I am also not 100% into our designs today. But we do the throwbacks which should be the current ones every day. Regardless, I feel like they’ve done this before, committing to about 96% of the uniform, leaving 4% in the regular blue for some inexplicable reason. Like a designer thought it paired well with black. There may have even been a yellow horn, creating even more contrast and less cohesion. This isn’t the first time they’ve almost finished a uniform, but this instance made no sense. There’s no way it was just to show the Nike logo because you could have done that in black. It made no sense at all.
It was as if someone said, “What if we designed a uniform that actively makes watching the team harder and at the same time make it so it has nothing to do with our team and its colors since 1937 being a team?” And then they nailed it.
At one point, I genuinely rooted for the wrong team for half a play. We are blue and yellow fuck wads and let’s keep it that way. Thanks.
Decades of NFL viewing experience evaporated instantly. And for what? Rivalry game aesthetics? A blackout gimmick like they do at the University of Maryland? A Veterans Day misunderstanding? That’s what I thought at first, but then I realized it wasn’t camouflage. I would have taken the white uniforms—the ones that look like our normal white set. Instead, the Rams looked like the dark blue or green, or whatever that color was back in the St. Louis era that had been dug up from a vault, but with less continuity and far more confusion.
Never again. Not for any reason.
But once the eyes adjusted, the heart rate steadied, and the television stopped gaslighting the entire fanbase, the reality set in that this game was going to be a grind. A true, hard-fought, gut-churning NFC West trench war. And it absolutely was, however, I was not in the mood for it.
The opening two quarters were the kind of football that make you reconsider life choices. The Rams produced one single yard of offense in the second quarter. That’s not a typo. One yard. I think we had the ball for 3 minutes and 49 seconds the entire quarter. A whole NFL franchise generating the equivalent of tripping over a yard marker. Besides, this team can fall and get 8 yards every play.
And yet, somehow, the Seahawks weren’t exactly lighting the world on fire either. What they were doing was slowly, painfully, methodically building the score 3 x 3 x 3 x 3 while at one point in the 3rd quarter maybe, the Rams sabotaged themselves with one very specific, incredibly avoidable problem, they couldn’t get the damn play off for fux sakes.
I’m talking five consecutive moments where flags flew like confetti. Motion penalty. Delay. Something else. Another delay when the ref threw a flag when there was no penalty which how used they got to throwing flags every play. Five in a row if you count the one picked up. This was Week 11 of an NFL season. Get the play off foir gods sakes. It is the A-B-C of football, what you learn in youth leagues before you even figure out how to get your pads on correctly.
Then came the third quarter. The moment when you could feel the pulse of the game shift. When the Rams’ defense tightened all the screws, Sam Darnold’s internal wiring began to spark, and the realization washed over me which was that this was going to be another Rams–Seahawks game decided by a field goal or less.
The record is almost exactly split — 27–28 entering the game and so now it is even at 28 wins each in the series. This was the 16th time a game ended by 3 points or less in the rivalry.
Whatever frustration existed with the offense, and most of it centered on the passing game, even though Stafford avoided any major mistakes, the run game actually found success at various points. The defense, meanwhile, was everywhere and absolutely ferocious. From my seat and vantage point, there were countless near sacks. Darnold was nearly swallowed up by massive defenders multiple times, yet he managed to slip through and extend plays.
As for the overall feel of this Rams defense, this group is no longer a feel-good, youth-movement surprise. They’re legit. They’re unified. They’re borderline nasty. They’re fast as hell. They are everywhere. And above all, they’re disciplined in a way that’s becoming the true core of their identity.Most of all, in a nutshell and to be basic, they won yesterday’s game big time.
The cornerbacks? Playing as well as any unit in the NFC.
The safeties? Everywhere at once, making impossible plays look routine.
The red-zone defense? Near flawless. Only one touchdown.
And leading the charge was rookie safety Kamren Kinchens, who played like he was plugged into the stadium’s electrical grid. Two interceptions in the biggest moments. Perfect instincts. Perfect anticipation. If the league didn’t know his name before Sunday, it does now.
Seattle moved the ball — 279 passing yards will tell you that — but every time they sniffed the red zone, the Rams slammed the door, turned the lock, and swallowed the key. Seattle finished 1-for-4 in the red zone, and that single touchdown came only after a penalty wiped out a score the previous play.
Darnold threw four interceptions, and every one felt heavier than the last. You could physically see the Seahawks’ 10-game road winning streak crack under the pressure of this Defense.
The Rams managed to produce 249 yards on Offense. That’s usually a recipe for disaster, however living as a ram fan, we had games where the team had 200 yards and Eric Dickerson had 120 of them many times. Never did I feel like we could not score at the drop of a dime.
The Rams went 3-for-4 in the red zone, a stunning contrast to Seattle’s struggles.
The scorers:
Parkinson’s touchdown was poetic. It was personal. It was to make up for two mistakes but most of all, it was clutch.
Let’s also talk about the Seahawks receiver with the hyphenated name who pulled off one of the most absurd one-handed catches of the season. It looked effortless. It was the kind of play that defies defenders because you simply cannot stop it. And I learned something I had never really considered until recently: apparently, hyphenated names can be passed down through family lines—even for men, let alone professional athletes. Who knew? A little lesson delivered right in the middle of my frustration.
Even with that play, even with the flashes of brilliance Seattle showed, the Rams defensive backs were relentless. Physical without drawing flags. It was textbook coverage in a league that practically makes coverage illegal. Every D-Back were in all all plays and many times capitalized on it.
Also, this rugby tush push thing and some of the kkicking rules have to go. Case in point is the rams somehow started at the 40 Yard Line. Granted they went three and out but set that aside, what is that rule? Please get the kick off’s back to some norm. Thanks for that too along with never using the almost 100% dark uniforms. BTW, I like the helmet as a gimmick but maybe not. I dont like those uniforms. They should never use them ever again.
Jason Myers lined up for a 61-yard field goal with time expiring, the game hanging in the balance, the Rams clinging to a 21–19 lead that felt thinner than wet paper.
However, my dad called me to say congratulations, even though on my TV the play hadn’t even started yet. His phone was ahead of my broadcast. I knew the kick wouldn’t go through because my dad said we had the ball on first down with maybe one second left. I therefore knew the future which is fine in that case where the team did not lose.
If that kick goes through, everything would suck right now. The black uniforms become a curse on top of that confusion. I maintain the players were confused. The self-inflicted penalties become the story. The wasted second quarter becomes the headline.
But it sailed wide, and even though I briefly felt like I’d gone back to the future by knowing the outcome, I wasn’t surprised by the miss at all. Kickers are having a rough season across the league this year. You see incredible kickers nailing 55-yarders with ease one day, only to miss a 23-yarder or an extra point the next. Some of the best kickers are breaking records while also missing seemingly routine kicks. My point is that so far this year, for a kicker, nothing is automatic, even after being automatic.
And with that miss, the Rams didn’t just survive as we cannot lose tracks that they took sole possession of first place in the NFC West, improving to 8–2 while dropping Seattle to 7–3.
This wasn’t the cleanest game. It wasn’t the smoothest. It wasn’t even a game the Rams truly won in a traditional sense.
It was a game they simply refused to lose.
They dug in. They tightened up. They capitalized where Seattle couldn’t. They made red-zone trips count. They made defensive stands matter. They held the Seahawks to Field Goals 4 times. They made a rivalry matchup feel like playoff-level combat. This was a hard win from my seat.
The Rams walked off their home field drenched in sweat, wrapped in relief, and carrying a victory that demanded every ounce of grit they had. It was a win that felt like work. A win that felt like survival. A win that tested fan patience, blood pressure, vocabulary, and emotional stability.
But a win that mattered.
A win that kept them atop the NFC West.
A win that proved — ugly uniforms or not — this team has the backbone, the poise, and the defensive firepower to weather chaos and still stand tall.
I have no clue yet who we play next week. Maybe Arizona but I guess I never looked beyond this game.
Regardless, remember to burn those black uniforms and let’s never speak of them again.
“San Francisco is a city full of fags.” That’s not me—it’s Corporal Walt Hasser in Generation Kill and then “Dear Frederick, thank you for your nice letter, but I am actually a US Marine who was born to kill, whereas clearly you seem to have mistaken me for some sort of wine sipping, communist dick suck. And although peace probably appeals to tree hugging bi-sexuals like you and your parents, I happen to be a death-dealing, blood-crazed warrior who wakes up every day just hoping for the chance to dismember my enemies and defile their civilizations. Peace sucks a hairy asshole, Freddy. War is the mother-fucking answer,” speaking to the infamous letter from a child in the first episode of the HBO miniseries.
But honestly? After Sunday, and before next Sunday’s game, it feels accurate. Plus, it’s Veterans Day today, and therefore, we must fit in as many Generation Kill quotes as possible all day.
Watching the 49ers stumble, struggle, and somehow score points while the Rams completely dominated made me want to quote that line every time the ball snapped in San Francisco territory with an eye on those tree hugers from Seattle.
And yes, Cpl. Ray Person’s response to the letter—the brutal honesty, the total disregard for niceties—resonates with me at least—Just substitute Frederick with “49ers fans,” and Sunday’s game feels like a perfect metaphor.
I hate the 49ers. I hate the Seahawks. I also hate the Eagles, and I make no bones about wanting them in the playoffs—but I want the game to be here in Philly, not at SoFi. I want zero excuses when we trounce them later this year.
From the opening drive, the Rams were unstoppable again. Matthew Stafford, Kyren Williams, and Puka Nacua were firing on all cylinders. Stafford threw four touchdown passes, zero interceptions, orchestrating a symphony of destruction that left San Francisco reeling. Williams ran for two touchdowns, moving the chains and punishing anyone who tried to touch him. The offensive line was a brick wall; the defense was a steel trap.
Here’s the kicker: I still can’t figure out how the 49ers scored 26 points. After the first quarter, where the Rams racked up over 180 yards, we were headed to a 700-yard game. And yet, somehow, the 49ers did eventually score and then they scores a few more times. But at no point did I feel nervous. I wasn’t scared. I did not feel the team was vulnerable nor did I feel like anything would slip away This team could fart and score points so I am not concerned in the broad scheme of life. That’s how insane the offense was.
The Rams started fast with a 21–0 lead early in the second quarter. Touchdown after touchdown, Stafford slicing through the short-handed 49ers secondary like it was nothing. Then, a few 49ers drives happened because of kickoffs—but even then, the game never felt in doubt.
Then, I think what happens is that Coach McVay doesn’t want to run up the score or something, because we end up having a lull in every game and after being up by 20 points. Then, we allow the other team to almost catch up. That’s what I think happens. The coach doesn’t want to run up points, even though I want to at least match what Seattle did—which we did this week. I also wanted to get into the 40s. I made no bones about it all week, and even at breakfast with my dad yesterday. I said that’s a victory to me. However, allowing 26 points felt odd because I can barely remember any points actually being scored on the Rams. It was a strange, surreal feeling because I saw it happening, but it didn’t mean anything, I was not angry in any way and/or I felt it was a fluke. And, I kbnow that we’ll tack on more points in a few minutes.
Things look so easy and effortless—like that one touchdown throw by Stafford, where he was running out of bounds and then, at the last second, I think he said to himself, ‘You know what? I’m going to throw a TD instead of going out of bounds.’ And he did—effortlessly, side-arming it with perfect precision to one of his many targets.
Let’s talk about kickoffs. Seriously, what in the actual hell is going on here? Forget waiting for the ball to land—it’s like indoor football now. Now you have to announce onside kicks ahead of time, which defeats the entire point of the spirit of an onside kick. And then somehow, SF starts at the 35-yard line after a touchback? The 35? Isn’t that supposed to be the new 20 if you down it in the end zone? I don’t keep the sound on during games usually, but this is a total mess. Kickoffs are broken. Fix this. Immediately.
Matthew Stafford: MVP-level. Four TDs, zero INTs, commanding the game from start to finish. Precision passing, calm under pressure, and relentless.
Kyren Williams: Two rushing touchdowns, constant chain-moving threat, punishing anyone trying to tackle him.
Puka Nacua: Reliable hands, clutch catches on third downs, keeping drives alive.
Defense: Emmanuel Forbes Jr. snagged a critical fourth-quarter interception to seal the game, but the Rams’ front seven dominated from snap one.
And. of course, we must mention Nate Landman’s Punch Fumble that also helps Rams’ Dominance Over 49ers. Los Angeles Rams linebacker Nate Landman once again proved why he’s one of the league’s premier takeaway specialists, recording his third “punch fumble” of the season during Sunday’s showdown against the San Francisco 49ers on November 9, 2025. This game-changing play helped the Rams secure a commanding 42–26 victory on the road, keeping their NFC West momentum alive.
It happened in the second quarter. 49ers receiver Jauan Jennings made a short 13-yard reception over the middle, but as he was being tackled, Landman unleashed a textbook “peanut punch,” knocking the ball loose with surgical precision. The chaos didn’t last long—Rams safety Kamren Kinchens was there to scoop up the fumble, immediately putting the Rams’ offense back on the field.
Quarterback Matthew Stafford wasted no time, turning the turnover into points with a touchdown pass on the next drive, pushing the Rams’ lead to 21–0 and setting the tone for the rest of the game.
Sunday’s game was filled with jaw-dropping offensive plays, but it was Landman’s punch fumble that reminded everyone why defense wins championships. His timing, technique, and sheer awareness turned a routine tackle into a momentum-shifting highlight, keeping the Rams firmly in control of the NFC West race.
For the 49ers, Mac Jones threw for 319 yards and three TDs, but without Nick Bosa, Fred Warner, and Mykel Williams, their defense was toast. Mistakes compounded—fumbles, blown coverage, and Shanahan’s questionable coaching left them exposed. Rolling Stone might say “resilience” or “heart,” but in reality, this team looked outcoached and outmatched.
Sunday, November 16, 2025, marks the next big test. Rams vs Seahawks. Both 7–2. Both on four-game winning streaks. NFC West supremacy on the line.
Expect intensity, noise, fireworks, and a playoff-level showdown. This is division control. The winner takes first place and builds serious playoff momentum.
Sunday was more than a win. It was dominance, a statement, a lesson in how to beat the 49ers. Stafford, Williams, Nacua, Forbes Jr.—all played at elite levels. Shanahan? Outcoached. Injuries? Exploited. Fans? Silenced.
Rams fans, soak it in. Celebrate the 42–26 drubbing. But don’t forget: the Seahawks are next, and that game is the true test. One thing is undeniable: the Rams are on the rampage, and the NFC West had better watch the hell out.
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Let’s get one thing straight — aside from another missed field goal and a botched extra point, the Los Angeles Rams played another nearly flawless, systematic masterpiece this past weekend. What Sean McVay’s squad did against the New Orleans Saints in Week 9 was textbook Rams football: efficient, explosive, composed, and relentlessly balanced. They spread the ball around to what looked like 13 different players (a stat that, if officially tracked, would be a reflection of just how deep and versatile this offense truly is).
The result? A 34–10 dismantling of the Saints that was never really in doubt. It was another week of proof that this Rams team — if not for a few self-inflicted hiccups — should be sitting undefeated atop the entire NFL. Plus, they should have won 45–3 yesterday — but two missed kicks cost them points, and they should have had one more touchdown, while the Saints never should have scored one at all.
Matthew Stafford was once again the maestro. The Rams’ veteran quarterback threw for 281 yards and four touchdowns, carving up a Saints defense that tried — and failed — to pressure him into mistakes. Instead, Stafford turned every blitz into an opportunity. When the Saints sent extra rushers, he read it instantly, dissected their coverage, and made them pay.
Stafford’s performance was a masterclass in how to beat the blitz. His elite arm talent, uncanny ability to throw off-platform, and lightning-quick release left the Saints’ defense gasping for air. Stafford’s toughness in the pocket — standing tall and delivering strikes even as pressure closed in — continues to be one of the defining traits of his career.
And this isn’t luck or improvisation. It’s a product of preparation, IQ, and experience. Stafford’s pre-snap recognition allowed him to spot blitzes before they came, adjust protections, and exploit mismatches. Post-snap, his processing was lightning-fast. That’s the beauty of having a 16-year veteran who’s seen every defensive look imaginable.
McVay deserves credit, too. The Rams’ offensive design was brilliant from the first drive. Against New Orleans, they alternated seamlessly between short passes, deep shots, and power runs up the middle. The playbook was wide open.
When the Saints sent extra rushers, Stafford attacked the soft zones behind them — especially to Adams and Nacua. The offensive line held up admirably, allowing just minimal pressure despite heavy blitzing.
This was a game that showcased total offensive control. The Rams dictated tempo, dominated time of possession (their longest of the season), and ground down the Saints’ defense until it broke.
It wasn’t just Stafford and the receivers. The Rams’ ground game was as good as it’s been all year. Kyren Williams finished with over 100 yards, and while he fumbled once (a mistake he cannot repeat if the Rams want to go deep in January), his intensity and field vision continue to drive this offense.
But the story of the night might just be Blake Corum. Watching him dart through the line, bounce off tackles, and make defenders miss, I found myself saying something I never thought I would: he looks like Gale Sayers. And I’ve only ever seen Sayers in highlight reels and the film Brian’s Song. Corum’s burst, his balance, his ability to stop and start with no loss of acceleration — it’s special. He brings a spark that perfectly complements Williams’ bruising style.
Now, let’s talk about the one issue that continues to haunt this team — the kicking game. Tanner Karty, for all intents and purposes, is an elite kicker. He has a cannon for a leg and can drill a 60-yarder like it’s nothing. But right now, he’s… off. His mechanics are there, but something about his accuracy has gone sideways. One extra point went wide. A field goal missed by miles.
Ironically, Karty is so good that these mistakes are baffling. He could be one of the best kickers in the league if he simply connects the dots. But I’m not giving up on him — far from it. I believe in his leg and his mentality. Once he straightens it out, the Rams’ only real weakness disappears.
Let’s not overlook the defense. Chris Shula’ unit was flat-out dominant. The Rams held the Saints to just 10 points, limiting Alvin Kamara to 32 rushing yards and frustrating rookie quarterback Tyler Shough all game long. They forced turnovers, controlled the line of scrimmage, and made key third-down stops that sucked the life out of New Orleans’ offense.
Rookie cornerback Emmanuel Forbes Jr. grabbed his first interception as a Ram, part of a stretch where the defense completely locked down the Saints. Every level of the defense — from the pass rush to the secondary — played disciplined, fast, and physical football.
Chris Shula is entering his ninth season with the Los Angeles Rams and his second as defensive coordinator.
In his first year leading the defense, Shula guided a unit that ranked tied for fifth in red zone efficiency (50%) and sixth in goal-to-go efficiency (65.5%). Against the run, the defense allowed the 10th-fewest rushing touchdowns (13), showcasing strong gap discipline and tackling. The pass rush was equally impressive, finishing sixth in hurries (225), 10th in pressure rate (35.7%), and 13th in total pressures (218).
In the secondary, Shula’s defense tied for 12th-most interceptions (13) while allowing the 12th-fewest completions (354), combining ball-hawking play with consistent coverage to keep opposing offenses in check.
McVay confirmed that Puka Nacua will undergo precautionary scans for his rib injury, but the team is optimistic he’ll be available this week. The Rams’ only real roster question heading into the trade deadline is whether to make another move — but McVay said a deal is “less likely.” They already landed cornerback Roger McCreary from Tennessee last week, bolstering the secondary.
Next up: the San Francisco 49ers. The rematch. The measuring stick. The most important game of the season.
Let’s not sugarcoat it — the first matchup against the 49ers was a letdown. We were playing on short rest after that gut-wrenching Eagles game, and it showed. The energy wasn’t there. The execution slipped. We still should have won that game, even against their backups, if not for the turnovers.
This time, there are no excuses. This game will define the NFC West. The Rams must bring the same methodical precision they showed against the Saints, but with more urgency. The 49ers are vulnerable, and if the Rams dominate the way they have every week outside of that one bad half in Philly, they’ll reassert themselves as the class of the division — and maybe the entire NFL.
Morning Joe may refuse to put the Rams in their “Top 5 Power Rankings,” but Pablo Torre gets it. He’s watching the film. He knows. On paper, the Rams might be the third-best team in football right now — but in reality, they’ve been playing like the best team in the league.
Before we wrap up, I want to mention something close to my heart — my personal collection of Rams history. I’ve been following this team for a lifetime, and I’ve built what might be the most extensive collection of signed and autographed Los Angeles Rams memorabilia in the world, spanning 63 years of teams — nearly three-quarters of the franchise’s 88-year existence since its founding in 1937.
From vintage footballs signed by legends to modern-day collectibles, it’s a living tribute to the Rams’ journey — from Cleveland to Los Angeles to St. Louis and back home again.
You can see the full collection here: https://donlichterman.com/product-category/los-angeles-rams/
This is a Rams team built to win now — with a quarterback who’s as sharp as ever, a coaching staff in sync, a defense that attacks, and an offense that spreads the ball like a symphony. The record says 6–2. The play says undefeated.
The rest of the league may not be paying attention yet. But anyone who’s been watching knows the truth:
The Rams are for real.
And the NFC better get ready, because this team is On The Rampage.
