Live from Southern California. This is the Jim Rome Show.

All right, so you want to take on Friday morning. Here's my take. Holy crap. Holy bleep.

Holy bleep. Baker Mayfield. Holy bleep, Las Vegas Raiders, holy bleeping, bleep.

I don't know whether we just watched the greatest, most most absurd comeback ever in the NFL or the

worst most improbable most absurd meltdown ever in the NFL.

Whatever it is we just watched I still can't believe we watched it.

And don't get it twisted.

It's not because I didn't think that Baker had some life left in him.

Unlike seemingly everybody in the world, I'm not a Baker-hater. You know this about me. I've always had this guy's back

Not only when it was fashionable to have his back, but mostly when it was unfashionable to have his back I was was still there, but man this dude's got

haters now. He's got lots and lots of haters and it's a rough-ruff morning for

all of you Baker-Haters. Do you look good right now if you talked a whole bunch of crap about him last

week? Do you? How do you look now? How do you look? No. No, you do not.

You don't look good.

You don't look good.

You don't look good.

If you rushed in to pile on this guy when he got cut by Carolina and nobody wanted him but the Rams and you rushed

in to kill him and end his career you don't look good right now.

Hey you want to talk awkward? Now you know, again, me, you know me, this has always been a big baker house.

You know me, this has always been a big shirm house.

I love both these guys.

But shirm has never been a big Baker guy and I'm guessing Baker knows that

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