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The reports of Pat Bowlen finally giving in to the trade demands of butt hurt, Pro Bowl quarterback Jay Cutler is not news around these parts.

If you frequent JBB, then you knew about this two weeks ago when I said “So long” to Cutler.

If you’re a Bronco fan, then you’ll certainly want to read up on how your franchise is going to go about exorcising the Curse of Kiffin. Your boy Bowlen is a JBB reader and he’s just getting through the first step of ridding the Broncos of the curse by trading JC.

Chief fans need to get with Scott Pioli and tell him to subscribe. Trust me, the curse affects you too.

To be honest, though, I do feel for Donk fans out there. After all, who better symbolizes their fan base better than Jay Cutler?

Bronco fans are losing one of their own in trading Cutler.

Cutler is brash, cocky and arrogant. He is the kind of selfish prima donna that only fans in the Mile High City would embrace. How Terrell Owens never made his way into Bronco Orange is still a mystery to me.

JC also suffers from the same tragic flaw that all Donkey fans do.  I call this flaw “The Elway Factor”. Stop me if you’ve heard this before, but you know the scene all too well.

You’re out cheering on your favorite team when some drunken derelict strolls in off the street wearing a faded, #7, Bronco jersey. The hapless hobo proceeds to heckle you unmercifully and when you finally retaliate, he goes to the “Elway was the greatest quarterback ever” card.

Like the fans who cheer his name on Sundays, Cutler seems to think that just because John Elway once wore the same colors as him that it somehow means he’s just as good.

Delusional Donk fans love to remind the world that the man with the best car dealerships in Denver was also a great QB once upon a time. As if Elway’s accomplishments give their franchise a waiver on having to ever rebuild.

Guess what, Denver?

That noise you hear is the sound of the bulldozer coming in to finally crush your myopic empire that was always more of a sandcastle than a fortress.

Cutler, just like his fans, turns childish in the face of adversity. When Josh McDaniels publicly exposed his Matt Cassel woody, Cutler turned into Melissa Rycroft and began to pout like a Mile High Moron whose stadium buddy has over flown.

Now that they’ve got a defense built with NFL scabs, Chris Simms as the franchise arm and Corell Buckhalter as the latest Terrell Davis impersonator, it is time for Bronco fans to come to Jesus. They’ve finally awoken from their Elway stupor with a nasty Mike Shanahan hang over. Take two first round draft picks and call for someone to replace McDaniels in 2010.

McD is truly a chip off the old Bill Belichick block. McDaniels assumes he knows more than anybody else in the room and is never wrong. The good news, Bronco fans, is that at least there will be no surprises. You know exactly how this is going to unfold. Just look at Notre Dame and see how far that Belichick fruit, Charlie Weis, fell from the tree. Expect similar results in Denver.

Hey, if you give him enough time on the job, maybe McD can turn Jimmy Clausen into the next Jay Cutler.

Mike Shanahan’s Cialis induced reaction for a strong armed passer from Vanderbilt ultimately cost him his job. The former Denver Bronco  head coach was so enamored with Jay Cutler that he moved up in the draft to select the cocky quarterback. Eventually Shanahan would bench Jake “The Flake” Plummer in favor of his prized rookie during the 2006 season when the Broncos had a record of 7-4.

Cutler led the Broncos to just two victories in the final five games of his first season. Denver missed the playoffs and a line was drawn separating owner Pat Bowlen from coach Mike Shanahan.

Cutler wanted the license of John Elway, but thanks to Shanahan he didn’t even have to get his Tommy Maddox learner’s permit.

Pat Bowlen knows a rat when he smells one, so he sent Shanahan and his two Super Bowl rings onto the street.

Pat Bowlen knows a patsy when he sees one, so he invited Josh McDaniels into the organization.

McDaniels is now the face of NFL hubris, proving once again that the lone coaching trait passed down from Bill Belichick to his assistants is arrogance. There is no way that McDaniels was acting alone during his now infamously failed attempt to acquire Matt Cassel at the expense of his Pro Bowl quarterback. Bowlen was pulling the strings all along and used McDaniels as his Lee Harvey Oswald in the assassination of Cutler’s fragile ego.

Cutler was supposed to be the savior of the Bronco franchise. His initials are JC but a career record of 17-20 reveals that’s about all he has in common with the most famous savior of all. Now Cutler’s Denver home is on the market and he has requested that his rocket arm be sold to the highest bidder.

Bowlen has no choice but to move his whiny superstar, it’s phase one in exorcising the Curse of Kiffin.

McDaniels will now be pitted with the task of making Chris Simms into the new Matt Cassel. Something tells me that Jeff Garcia and Mark Sanchez could be seeing a few calls with the 303 area code pop up in their called ID window this week.

My final impression of Jay Cutler will be his arrogant display of throwing at Chris Johnson like he was MeAngelo Hall back in November. The Raiders walked off the field 31-10 victors that Sunday and the Bronco meltdown of 2008 was given its first warning shot.

The final image of Cutler in the AFC West will be his 300-yard, 2 INT, performance during a 52-21 humiliation in San Diego to seal one of the great collapses in NFL history. JC has some nice stats, but no playoff appearances.

That pain that Bronco fans are feeling in their collective arm is not the result of a tetanus shot. No, Denver, that’s an injection of reality that you’ve been hit with. The AFC West seems to reshuffle every week and with the eminent departure of Cutler your franchise just got sent to the bottom of the deck.

I never was sold on JC, he needed to be humbled and maybe this is the best thing for him. However, when your team was one upgraded defense and a healthy running back away from winning the division, somehow trading your quarterback just doesn’t seem the way to go. Pro Bowl quarterbacks don’t grow on trees, but McD seems to think he can engineer one at mini-camp.

Just to think that we Raider fans had hated Shanahan for so long. Now, the Rat appears to have mastermined the demise of Denver.

Thanks Shanahan, we knew you were always a Raider at heart.

Enjoy looking up at the Chiefs, Bronco fans. Your hot shot coach looks like another dead branch on the Belichick coaching tree. This is now a full-on, post Elway, reboot.

Farewell, Jay Cutler. Don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya.