Questioning the St. Louis Rams' effort? Kiss Jeff Fisher's ass.
Questioning the questioning of Jeff Fisher? Kiss the media's ass.
Questioning Turf Show Times' coverage of the Rams? Kiss my ass.
Questioning the Rams possibly moving to Los Angeles? Kiss Stan Kroenke's ass.
Questioning the Rams' inept offensive design? Kiss Offensive Coordinator Frank Cignetti, Jr.'s ass.
Questioning the play at quarterback? Kiss Nick Foles' ass. And Case Keenum's ass. And Sam Bradford's ass. And Austin Davis' ass and Shaun Hill's ass. While you're at it, go ahead and kiss Sean Mannion's ass.
Questioning the supposed "elite" Rams defense? Kiss Defensive Coordinator Gregg Williams' ass. And kiss your own knees' ass, because there's a good chance they won't be around much longer after that.
Questioning the whole point of all of this since Fisherball obviously isn't designed to win football games? Kiss your own ass. You've strung on long enough to get here and you're not leaving any time soon.