Here we go again. Another season, another Joe Burrow injury. Three months out. THREE. MONTHS. This isn’t bad luck. This is organizational malpractice, and the Cincinnati Bengals front office should be ashamed.

Joe Burrow is getting the Andrew Luck treatment. Remember Luck? Generational talent until years of getting destroyed behind garbage offensive lines turned his body into a pretzel. Sound familiar?

The O-Line Disaster

YOUR QUARTERBACK CANNOT SUCCEED IF HE’S RUNNING FOR HIS LIFE EVERY SNAP. This is football 101. Protect your franchise QB or watch him become damaged goods.

The Bengals have had YEARS to fix this. What do they do? Patch it up with bargain-bin free agents and late-round picks. Meanwhile, Joe Burrow gets folded like laundry by 300-pound defensive ends because their left tackle couldn’t block my grandmother.

You don’t need All-Pros. You need COMPETENT humans who can pass protect for more than 2.5 seconds. That’s the bar. And somehow, the Bengals limbo under it every year.

Fighting the Wrong Battles

While Joe Burrow gets murdered behind Swiss cheese, what are the Bengals doing? Fighting with their defensive players! Playing hardball over contracts like they’re a dynasty.

News flash: your defense isn’t even good! You can’t stop a nosebleed. Maybe instead of penny-pinching with defensive backs, spend that money keeping your franchise quarterback upright.

The Andrew Luck Parallel Is Terrifying

Incredible arm talent? Check. Smart as hell? Check. Tough enough to take hits? Check. Organization that refuses to protect him? Double check.

Luck retired at 29 because he was tired of constant pain. In his prime! Because the Colts thought they could feed him to wolves and his talent would overcome everything.

That’s exactly where the Bengals are heading with Joe Burrow.

Two Possible Endings

Either the Bengals wake up and actually protect their generational talent, or Joe Burrow follows Andrew Luck straight into early retirement.

No middle ground. You can’t ask a quarterback to be Superman while surrounding him with kryptonite. Eventually, even Superman breaks.

Your franchise quarterback is 27 and already dealing with major injuries because you won’t do the bare minimum to protect him. How many more three-month injuries before you admit this is YOUR fault?

Fix the damn line. Stop fighting your own players over pennies. Start acting like you want to win instead of just selling tickets.

If you don’t, Joe Burrow will walk away just like Andrew Luck did. And you’ll have nobody to blame but yourselves.

Wake up, Bengals. Before it’s too late.