Just like that, the Dolphins unlocked a new, never-before-seen level of Dolphins you didn't know existed. It's like the time you unlocked those players in NBA Jam as a kid. Except that made you really happy, and this made you really want to rip a palm tree out of the ground and ride it down University Drive like a horsey.
Backup-emergency-holy-crap-I-guess-I'll-do-it-but-this-is-gonna-be-bad center Jamil Douglas' apparent reaction to being startled by Ryan Tannehill's hard cadence is to snap the ball and hope for the best. The rest of the Miami Dolphins found out about Douglas's snap-fu roughly three seconds too late, at which point Tannehill was already being mauled by Indianapolis Colts defenders like a scene from The Walking Dead.This is a real play for the #Dolphins, it ended the game in the redzone - pic.twitter.com/LEX6ibFoUv
— Dov Kleiman (@NFL_RealUpdates) December 27, 2015
It's not your fault, Mr. Douglas — the Miami Dolphins drafted you, and Dolphins Law states you must now lose all voluntary control of your motor skills and eventually retire from the league after a few cups of coffee with some other bad teams, and a short but successful stint with the Patriots. Soon after, you will buy a Pei Wei in Pembroke Pines and appear on one of the local radio stations from time to time.
What just happened? I blacked out.
This is the worst Miami Dolphins season ever. It's officially beaten me mentally.