Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Cortland Finnegan was a human punching bag.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Young corners Jamar Taylor and Steven Clarke took turns wailing on him, jabbing Finnegan’s chest with both hands.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
And each time, he essentially asked, “Thank you sir, may I have another?”
No, this wasn’t some new initiation ritual, like a pledge receiving a paddle, welcoming Finnegan to the club.
It was a lesson. Finnegan stayed late after Miami Dolphins practice Monday, in the thick and muggy afternoon air, to help his teammates get better – if even by a bit.
“Simple stuff, press technique, that they can work on as well as I can,” Finnegan said of the tutorial. “We’re all trying to get better. We’re only as good as your second string or third string, and those guys are one play away from being in the game. Any time we can get them up to speed on everybody’s level, it builds a better football team.”
This side of Finnegan would surprise those who only know his bad-boy rep from his Tennessee Titans days, with his epic, physical – and occasionally over the line – battles with Houston Texans receiver Andre Johnson. (Finnegan did admit with a bit of relish Monday that he can be known as a bit of a “jerk.”)