The Seahawks’ trade of Geno Smith to the Raiders for a 2025 third-round pick hit like a blindside sack. It left fans scrambling faster than Russell Wilson in a collapsing pocket. Releasing a quarterback in his prime? Seems to be a dumb decision. Consecutive seasons with 3600+ yards are no joke. And rightly so, Sherman, ever the philosopher-cornerback, wasn’t just raising eyebrows. He was channeling The Dark Knight’s Joker: “Do I look like a guy with a plan?”“Wow. Trading Geno?! Must be a plan that we don’t know about,” Richard Sherman tweeted, his words dripping with the same blunt energy that once made quarterbacks sweat under the Legion of Boom’s shadow. Remember when Sherman and his guys led the Seahawks to six consecutive winning seasons, three division titles, two NFC championships, and a Super Bowl victory? Smith had a similar potential.

For Geno Smith, this trade is déjà vu with a Vegas twist. After resurrecting his career in Seattle (9–8 record in 2022, 4,320 YDs in 2024), he’s now reunited with Pete Carroll. The coach who once declared, “We’ve got our guy.” But Seattle’s “plan” feels murkier than a foggy day at Lumen Field.

As one fan lamented, “I don’t know what it would take for a loyal veteran to retire as a Seahawk at this point.” Smith, who wanted a $45M extension, got traded faster than a Game of Thrones character’s loyalty shift. Meanwhile, Carroll—fresh off swapping Seattle’s rain for Vegas’ neon—is betting on Geno. And the expectations? Geno’s 70.4% completion rate might revive a Raiders squad that went 4–13 last season. Cue the Rocky training montage.

Travis Kelce, the NFL’s king of side-eye and second chances, would tip his helmet to Geno’s grind. Smith’s “They wrote me off, I ain’t write back though” isn’t just a quote. It’s a Shawshank Redemption crawl through the mud. Kelce, like Geno, turned “underdog” into an anthem, proving that glory loves the gritty.

The Raiders dodged a Crosby catastrophe

When the Seahawks slid into Vegas’ DMs with a blockbuster proposal—Geno Smith and DK Metcalf for Maxx Crosby—Raiders GM John Spytek didn’t just say no. He hit delete faster than Tony Soprano dismissing a snitch. “I told him… this isn’t for what you’ve done, but for what you’re about to do,” Spytek said after extending Crosby with a $106.5M deal, the richest ever for a non-QB.

With $91.5 million guaranteed, the deal keeps him in Las Vegas through the 2029 season. His three-year extension comes with an average salary of $35.5 million, surpassing Minnesota Vikings wide receiver Justin Jefferson’s $35 million average, which was the previous record for a non-quarterback, according to OverTheCap.com.

Maxx Crosby, the NFL’s answer to John Wick (59.5 career sacks, four Pro Bowls), wasn’t just untouchable—he was the Raiders’ Excalibur. This isn’t the first time Vegas has danced with destiny. In 1974, Clarence Davis’ “Sea of Hands” catch defied physics; in 2025, dodging Seattle’s Hail Mary trade felt just as miraculous.

While Geno’s 656-YD college masterpiece at WVU proves he’s no slouch, Crosby’s “Hustle isn’t just a word; it’s my lifestyle” ethos is the Raiders’ DNA. Remember Marcus Allen’s 74-YD Super Bowl sprint? That’s the legacy Crosby’s chasing—one QB-crushing play at a time.

As for Sherman? His tweet wasn’t just shade—it was a love letter to loyalty in a league where “forever” lasts as long as a halftime show. The Legion of Boom’s legacy? Built on a minor setback for a major comeback! Now, Geno’s writing his next chapter in silver and black, while Crosby’s chasing rings like they’re the One Piece. In Vegas, the dice are rolling. In Seattle, the coffee’s cold. And somewhere, Al Davis is grinning: “Just win, baby.” 🏴‍☠️