Not recyclable trash. Not combustible trash that could be burnt for fuel. Not the kind of trash that a college student could look at and think, hey, that sandwich has only been in there a few minutes, it’s probably still edible, just to use a hypothetical example.
No, the Redskins are sopping, raw-chicken-infested, stinking-to-high-heaven-in-the-heat-of-summer trash.
The latest example: a 34-17 loss to the New York Jets, football’s version of the “Star Wars” prequels. A loss so bad that by the fourth quarter, the home fans were chanting for team owner Daniel Snyder to “Sell the team!