This Is The Worst Miami Dolphins Team In Franchise History

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For those of you who don’t know and I’m assuming that’s everyone the picture above was taken on September 7th, 2019. To most people, that’s just another date on the calendar. But for us Dolphins fans, it was the beginning of pure hell. That was the day we kicked off the most obvious tank job in NFL history. The roster was so bad, the national media was literally saying the Dolphins should be banned from the league because of how blatant it was.

So when Lamar Jackson and the Ravens rolled into Miami that day, they didn’t just beat us, they bent us over and fucked us. Final score: 59-10. But here’s the crazy part, none of us cared. We wanted to be awful. We wanted to bottom out, land a top pick, rebuild the right way, and finally win a damn playoff game. Joke’s on us, we couldn’t have been more wrong.

Now here we are in 2025. That 2019 team might have been the worst on paper, but this team? This team is the worst Dolphins team of all time. Period. At least in 2019 the goal was to lose. Mission accomplished (sorta). This year the goal was to win, and we flat out can’t. The more I watch them, the more I hate them. Listening to Mike McDaniel at the podium makes me want to throw my remote through the TV. I’ve never seen a coach look more fired before actually being fired. His face, his body language, every word that comes out of his mouth, it’s lifeless. The players don’t believe in him. The fans don’t believe in him. 

Hell, I don’t even think he believes in himself anymore. I’m sure he’s a good dude, a great husband,  a great dad, but he is NOT an NFL head coach. Yesterday’s fourth quarter “time management”? Embarrassing. Beyond unacceptable. Year four and this is what we’re watching? Please.

And then there’s the quarterback. My God, did we screw this up. We had Justin Herbert sitting right there. Right there. And instead we drafted the guy with a broken hip. Peak Chris Grier incompetence and the guy still has a job. Unbelievable. And Tua? He played damn near perfect yesterday and somehow still managed to leave us pissed off. The lack of mobility? Painfully obvious. The deep ball? Nonexistent, always has been. But the worst part now? His attitude. The way he answers the media is an embarrassment. Smiling after losing at home to a division rival? That’s a slap in the face. Standing at the podium in open toe flip flops looking like, “Yeah, I’m making $54 million a year, I don’t give a fuck”? Spare me. And when it matters most, when it’s actually time to win he disappears. As long as he’s our quarterback, this team is winning nothing.

This team has no structure. No culture. No identity. No leadership. No heart. They’re going through the motions, collecting checks, proving that Miami isn’t a place players come to win, it’s a place they come to retire. And until we get an owner, a GM, and a head coach who actually give a damn about flipping that narrative, we’ll always be the same old Dolphins.