Raheem Morris, Atlanta Falcons Have Lost The Fanbase

You want incompetence? Feast your eyes. Miami entered the game with one win and left Atlanta having sloppily hung a 34-10 drubbing on the Birds. The offense was toothless, the run game nonexistent, the coaching indecisive. Their outsized claims about being a “contender” turned into comedic timing. You lost to the Dolphins at home. That’s not a misstep — that’s a crime in this town.

Let’s talk about Morris — the man they crowned with hope. His track record? Weak. His in­game adjustments? Invisible. He smiles, he nods, he gives soundbites. He does nothing to rescue the team. He is a PR asset. He is not a closer, a motivator, or an X-O kind of guy. They call him “nice.” Great. Build a church. The Falcons need a killer mindset.

They also have the gall to refuse staff changes. After that home spanking, Morris said there would be no staff firings this week. None. The entire system is complicit. That’s a disservice to the few loyal fans left. You think season-ticket holders from 1998 grin and bear this? Some have canceled. Some will never come back. You pushed the faithful too far.

Rich McKay and Blank have the ultimate passivity syndrome — they talk about culture, continuity, “building,” “trust.” But you know what builds trust? Wins. Not PR. Not good press photo ops. They wasted the capital of hope. And they did it by elevating mediocrity.

And oh, the talent wasted. You look at the roster: weapons that should be scary, yet they tiptoe. Bijan Robinson gets handled. The receivers get soft looks. The front office traded future draft capital for a chair. They bet on a coaching talent who refuses to coach. The line folds. The defense wilts. And on gameday, they just roll over.

Sunday’s result, 34-10, dropped them to 3-4. The season? Dead in the water. There is no path forward under this regime. You don’t salvage credibility by treading water — you overhaul everything. But they won’t. Because Blank views loyalty over results. Because Morris refuses to look in the mirror. Because Fontenot and McKay built this mess.

Here’s what the casual era will remember: The Falcons beat some bad teams early, got your hopes going, then folded like cheap tents. Sunday in the Dome? Embarrassing. Fans booed. The silence between plays echoed. The excuses flowed; the playmaking didn’t.

To all those who stuck around: thank you. You deserved better. And to the younger fans, the next generation — don’t let this be your memory. Don’t accept incompetence as identity. Demand better. This franchise, as currently constituted, is a parody. A punchline. A mockery.

And so here we are, midseason, watching a disintegrating team pretend it’s still in the race. While the owners and executives sit on the sidelines, content with press releases and reputation management. They refused to fire anyone because admitting to error means admitting to greed.

You hired Raheem Morris to be a savior. You traded away assets on promise. You asked fans to believe in culture. Dude gives nice interviews. He doesn’t scare offenses into mistakes. He doesn’t close games. He doesn’t adjust in real time. He’s a cheerleader in a headset, not a general on the field.

This organization must reset — from Blank’s checkbook to the lowest assistant coach in the building. Because you can’t launch a turnaround midseason when your leadership actively campaigns against accountability.

So laugh, curse, vent — do whatever you must. Because what’s happening in Atlanta right now is not football leadership. It’s malpractice. And for the fans, it’s time to stop paying for the clown show.