At least 20 teams passed on Randy Moss. At least 20 teams could have claimed the probable Hall-of-Fame receiver for a half-season at a discounted rate.
But they wanted no part of Moss and his antisocial antics, the latest of which was profanely insulting staff from a family-run restaurant who served a free meal to the Minnesota Vikings after a training session on October 29.
Two days later, Moss sealed his fate by chastising Minnesota coaches for their play-calling. Which, for him, always translates to not throwing the ball his way.
Moss got lucky. On the NFL landscape, there was one team with a crying need that only he, warts and all, could satisfy. So, the Tennessee Titans took a calculated risk and took him off waivers.
The Titans are 5-3 in a division with no losing teams. Kenny Britt is on ice indefinitely with a sore hamstring, thinning out an already undistinguished receiver corps. Vince Young, the quarterback, is playing hurt and needs all the help the Titans can give him.
Jeff Fisher, as the NFL's longest-tenured coach, is secure enough to take a chance that others would not dare. (Perhaps the sight of Moss in a Titans uniform could ease Fisher's regret at drafting Kevin Dyson over him in 1998.)
If Moss's brain remains intact, and it should, given his tendency of late to avoid contact at all costs, he should realise he has nearly worn out his NFL welcome.
He must exercise caution in addressing the media, as well as the owners of mom-and-pop restaurants who provide him a free meal. If he cannot be gracious, then silence is golden. Meaning, it will keep the gold coming to even such a lout as Moss.