Thank goodness Russell Wilson grabbed wheel of clown car from clueless Broncos coach Nathaniel Hackett

Grabbing the wheel from the clown car driven by Nathaniel Hackett, quarterback Russell Wilson rode to the rescue of Broncos Country.

Wilson saved a clueless rookie head coach from himself, leading a fourth-quarter comeback to beat lowly Houston 16-9 on a Sunday when the boo birds came out and let the home team know that all this inexcusable junk has got to stop.

“I don’t blame ’em,” Hackett said. “I mean, heck, I’d be booing myself. I was getting very frustrated. “

Let’s pause to give thanks for the Broncos finding a way to beat one of the NFL’s worst teams in spite of themselves.

“All I really care about is the cheers at the end, because we won,” said Wilson, whose 22-yard strike to tight end Eric Saubert with 12 minutes, 36 seconds, remaining in the fourth quarter proved all it took to beat Houston was one measly touchdown.

Denver won and improved its record to 1-1 in spite of repeated red-zone atrocities; in spite of 13 bonehead penalties, including a delay-of-game infraction on a field goal attempt; in spite of sending the punt return team on the field without anyone to field the punt; in spite of running out of timeouts midway through the fourth quarter, and in spite of so much brain freeze by Hackett that I’m beginning to wonder if his gray matter di lui is made of Dippin ‘Dots.

“This has got to stop,” said Hackett, looking as if he might need a hug.

But what this team needs more than a bro-hug is an intervention. Hackett needs somebody to explain the big picture to him in real time. He needs a reliable voice to untangle the cobwebs in his brain di lui.

We talk about it all the time with rookies who overthink everything. For all his boasting di lui about being the son of a coach, the speed of the NFL game has been simply too much for Hackett. We knew Mike Shanahan, whose son comes to town next weekend as coach of the Niners, and Hackett is no mastermind.

Through two weeks, Hackett is now 0-6 at converting red-zone trips into touchdowns as a play-caller. Instead of pounding the ball into the end zone behind the steamroller that is running back Javonte Williams, it seems Hackett is inclined to make goo-goo eyes at his offensive play sheet and fall in love with cute.

Let’s hope it’s not a fatal attraction.

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