G-Man On The G-Men

Joke of an exhibition

- Kevin Gleason

Most of us wish the NFL preseason would just go away. It’s long been one of the biggest farces in a sport with an ever-growing list of turnoffs.

There are really only two reasons for most of us to keep an open eyelid on the preseason, and both factors already have infiltrated the Giants’ huddle.

Injuries and fluidity on offense.

The media will dissect every nuance of camp and the preseason, and head coach Ben McAdoo will put in 100-hour weeks in August just as he will in September. But for most of us watching these Giants, training camp is about staying healthy and seeing promising signs out of Eli Manning and his colleagues on offense. Nothing more, nothing less.

Keep them healthy.

Show significant signs of productivity on offense.

To that end, the Giants failed miserably in two preseason games entering the annual 60 minute bundle of late-August boredom against the Jets.

Yep, I know, it’s just the preseason. About the only pleasant part of preseason is when your team stinks up the field, you can pretty much silence every snarky critique with, “It’s just the preseason, dope, it means nothing.’’ As such, the Giants lost their first two games without scoring a touchdown. They totaled a whopping 18 points. They ran for 138 yards and threw for 334, pretty sweet numbers if they represented a one-game total, not two games.

Oh, and they allowed nine sacks.