Welcome Back to Miami Minkah Fitzpatrick!

Welcome back, Minkah Fitzpatrick. It’s been too long, my old friend.

I still remember when we first drafted Minkah, one of the few good picks Chris Grier actually nailed. Even though he never really had a defined role in Brian Flores' system, he was still one of the best players on our defense. Losing him to Pittsburgh absolutely killed me. And watching him grow into one of the best safeties in the NFL? That just poured salt in the wound. But now, somehow, some way, our former first round pick is back in aqua and orange.

Some people are already saying we gave up too much, Ramsey and Jonnu for one guy, but I’m here to tell you that’s nonsense. The Dolphins made it pretty clear they weren’t going to pay Jonnu what he wanted. And as for Jalen Ramsey? The guy had a massive contract and wanted out. So flipping both of them for a proven All-Pro safety in the prime of his career? That’s a win. In fact, I’d say this is one of those rare trades where both sides walk away happy. The Steelers fill two key needs a corner and a tight end and the Dolphins finally plug one of the gaping holes in our secondary.

That being said, let me pump the brakes real quick. Because while I’m fired up to have Minkah back, I’m also tired. Tired of making myself look like a fucking idiot every offseason. It’s the same thing every year. We land a big name player, the fanbase loses its mind (myself included), and we all start screaming from the rooftops, This is our year!

But it never is.

Same shit, different year.

Minkah isn’t going to stop the offense from completely falling apart when the temperature drops below 50 degrees. He’s not going to prevent Josh Allen from turning into Thanos every time he lines up against us. Sure, he’ll ball out. He’ll make big plays, earn another All-Pro nod, and be one of the bright spots on the team. But he’s not changing the soul of this franchise.

I’ve seen this movie way too many times. And I’m sick of playing the fool every single offseason, convincing myself things are different. I hope I’m wrong, God, I want to be wrong. But deep down, I know I’m not. Until they clear house top to bottom we’ll always be the same old Dolphins.