I was once asked to build a deck while working at a miniature golf course. It should’ve been clear early on that this task was outside my skill set (I brought my boss the wrong drill bit, which resulted in him calling me a monkey). Regardless, they had me continue to build the deck. One year after I finished the project, they tore down the deck and hired a professional.
I tell this story not to highlight my own incompetence, but to explain why Kei Kamara was the wrong fit for the New England Revolution.