The Raiders and Carson Palmer are doing a slow break-up right now— they're studying each other (remotely, via agents and shadow-play intimations) and it sounds like they're deciding they don't love each other so much anymore.
Awww, how sad. The Raiders want to shave down his $13 million salary, Palmer is resisting, and this all seems like it's headed to Palmer leaving the Raiders via trade or release unless some last-minute rapprochement is achieved.
Oh, and also this: So what? It's not like Palmer and the Raiders were a match made in NFL heaven, and in fact this was one of the most desperate and panicky unions in recent sports memory. (Obvious from the get-go if you were paying attention.) Let's spell it out: It's not like Palmer hand-picked the Raiders: He was so sick of the Bengals that he “retired” in order to force their hand.
And only the Raiders — in the weeks after Al Davis' death, under the manic temporary control of Hue Jackson — were
(To recap: the Raiders 2012 first-round pick and a second-round pick this year .
I get Palmer's thinking; he's no dummy, he has talent, he doesn't want to waste it playing in a meaningless situation, and that's what the Raiders have been during his time, before his time, and surely will be for a few years after his time served.
The Raiders have a chance to get better under Reggie McKenzie and Dennis Allen, but I'm sure Palmer can see that it won't be while he still has life left in his arm.