Does anyone remember Kurt Warner, Marshall Faulk, Issacc Bruce, #### Vermeil and the rest of the 1999 Rams team that captured America's heart. This team had all the ingredients for a dynasty. A young, Cinderella story of a quaterback, an unparralleled receiving and running supporting cast, a misty eyed head coach that connected to his players, and an offensice guru with silver hair. This was supposed to be the beginning of my generation's Steelers, 49ers, and Cowboys all rolled into one. The team won the Super Bowl that year in convincing fashion and retained all its major players. However, with the departure of #### Vermeil came the entrance of the Mad Max era. Martz guided the Rams to a Super Bowl. A Super Bowl that ended up being one of the biggest modern day upsets. It was on this day that Kurt Warner and the Rams died and Tom Brady and the Patriots were born. I blame the media and citizens as much as the Rams front office for the Rams demise. Afterall, it was the St. Louis media and citizens that turned their back on the very team that it embraced when it was winning games and being called the "Greatest Show on Turf." Kurt Warner was immediately labeled a has been, Mike Martz a hot head, and the Rams defense a joke. However, had St. Louis simply given the Rams a little more time to use its vast array of talent, something special might have occured in the Edward Jones Dome. Kurt Warner did and the gang did not just get lucky for three years, they were studs. One bad game turned the team into expendables. The memories, potential, awards, eveything, was over. I still live in the St. Louis area and still attend Rams games and I greatly miss being able to claim pigskin supremacy. Gone are the days of Warner to Faulk. Gone are the days of not just winning, but winning by 30 points. Now all that's let is some guy from Miami that has no experience, a quaterback that has never filled the cleats of his predecessor, and a town that is looking for the next Cinderella.