Ricky Williams, the Miami Dolphins running back and endlessly interesting enigma wrapped in a mystery and shrouded in weirdness, is probably done with the team. He had some less than pleasant things to say about head coach Tony Sparano, star wide receiver Brandon Marshall, the team’s quarterback situation and, generally, the entire operation.
Of course, if the Dolphins are legitimately in the running to hire Stanford’s Jim Harbaugh, the coach everybody wants right now, it could be a different story. For what it’s worth — and this really says very little but, hell, it’s worth noting — Stanford has ranked in the top 31 rushing teams the last three seasons. Even after losing Toby Gerhart, they were a top 20 team on the ground.
The fact that Williams has been with the Fins since 2002 is astonishing. Sure, there was the drug suspension and the stint playing in Canada and the injury that knocked him out for a season. But the point is, when he was playing in the NFL, he was playing for Miami, and that kind of longevity from a dude that unique and fascinating is something.
I hope he stays. He’s 34, so he clearly has lean years ahead in terms of playing ability. But he is a truly fascinating individual and does still have some skill as a player. In a league full of boring, robotic superstars (Brady, Manning), creeps (Roethlisberger, Ray Lewis, Donte Stallworth), gaping chasms of self-aggrandizement embodied by an unending ego (Favre) and all of the other issues, both public and private, it’s nice having one guy who just seems so damn different.