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​ICYMI: The Best Stories You Missed From NFL Week 4

The cornerback who recovered from a broken back, the bullies who can't block straight in Buffalo, Mark Davis' last haircut, and other stories you might have missed.
Derick E. Hingle-USA TODAY Sports

YOU CAN'T BREAUX HOME AGAIN

"I think he is really starting to establish himself as one of the better corners in the league," Philadelphia Eagles head coach Chip Kelly said.

Was Kelly talking about his prize free agent, Byron Maxwell, to whom he paid a curve-blowing $10 million a year? Not at all. He was telling the New Orleans media how highly he thought of Saints cornerback Delvin Breaux.

Not many football fans have heard of him, but Breaux's story is as compelling as they come: In October 2006, Breaux, a blue-chip high school recruit, broke several vertebrae in a terrifying on-field collision that nearly took his life. LSU honored his scholarship even though he never played a down. Afterward, he went and played a little arena ball, got a shot in the CFL, and quickly became an All-Star in that league.

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Back in February, Breaux became an NFL free agent, and the Eagles expressed interest—just not enough to top the draw of Breaux's hometown Saints. Now, speaking to assembled New Orleans media in advance of the Eagles' Week 5 match-up against the Saints, Kelly admitted he'd been impressed with Breaux.

"We're aware of his story," Kelly said. "He is a fun guy to watch on tape because of the passion that he plays with."

Maxwell is a different story. His high-profile struggles against the Atlanta Falcons and Dallas Cowboys were big factors in the Eagles dropping each of those two games. Kelly can only wish his $63 million corner will play as well against the Saints as Breaux has been playing all season long.

Richie Incognito, seen here moments before chop-blocking deposed Dolphins coach Joe Philbin. — Photo by Steve Mitchell - USA TODAY Sports

THE WEED OF CRIME BEARS BITTER FRUIT

You might not have heard, but Rex Ryan did: The Buffalo Bills got booed off the field last Sunday. It happened as they headed to the locker room for halftime of their Week 4 game, per WKBW Bills beat Joe Buscaglia.

Yes, the Bills offense had struggled mightily against a Giants defense that's been anything but mighty this season. Yes, dropping that game would be (and was) a disappointment. But booed off the field? Has it really gone that sour that fast?

When Rex Ryan took over the Buffalo Bills, western New York season-ticket holders did the math: Nine wins in 2014, plus a new head coach at least one or two wins better than the outgoing Doug Marrone, equals profit.

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Bills management had more literal dollar signs in their eyes, as they sold over 60,000 season tickets for the first time in franchise history. Despite the obvious match between a brilliant defensive coach and the team's considerable defensive talent—and the allure of hiring a former division rival, and the national headlines that adhere to everything Ryan says or does—Bills fans turning on Rex was always a question of when, not if.

The fact that the Bills racked up 17 penalties on Sunday, including five personal fouls, may not have escaped your notice; the performance stretched their lead over the rest of the NFL in both categories. But connect one to the other: Ryan has built the "bully" he said he would, complete with noted jerks like Richie Incognito, I.K. Enemkpali, and Aaron Kromer, and Bills fans hate it.

In the house that class acts like Bill Polian, Marv Levy, and Jim Kelly built, fans can appreciate a noble loser—but if you're going to ditch the nobility, you had better win.

The fans—the customers—have served notice: If Ryan's brand of ugly, dirty football doesn't net positive results, his Buffalo tenure may be much, much shorter than anyone expected.

Please, Mr. Davis was my father. Call me Dobber, for "Coach." — Photo by Kirby Lee - USA TODAY Sports

THE LAST ICONOCLAST

The Internet deservedly flipped out over Tim Keown's fantastic ESPN profile of Oakland Raiders owner Mark Davis; in the opening paragraph, Keown hilariously established Davis as every bit the man you thought he was.

But while Davis' unique, inscrutable, Raider-obsessed ways are wildly unlike his father's, he is still his father's son—which is to say he's unique, inscrutable, and obsessed with the Raider legacy. The sad fact is, the Raiders alone don't generate enough cash to make a modern billion-dollar stadium appear out of nowhere—and unlike other owners, Davis doesn't have a "day job" business from which he can siphon wealth.

With the O.co Coliseum falling apart, and the Raiders seeming to fall behind the Chargers and Rams in two-seat game of Los Angeles Musical Chairs, Davis did the unthinkable. Bleacher Report's Jason Cole reported on Twitter that Davis was "willing to take on a partner" if it would help get the Raiders back to L.A. A few minutes later, as if he sensed Twitter was not picking up on the enormity of the news, he Tweeted again: "And by 'partner'," Cole wrote, "Davis meant another part-owner."

The only way to get the capital to put together a competitive stadium bid is an infusion of many private millions. The only way to convince the league's other owners that the Raiders have the stability to succeed in L.A. is with the credibility of a suit-swaddled kazillionaire. That means the only way the Raiders can survive in the modern NFL is for Davis to sell a major chunk of the team to somebody with a sensible haircut.

Over nearly a century, the exclusive club of NFL owners has evolved from a ragtag group of bookies and car dealers into an elite fraternity of billionaires. Mega-rich titans of industry like Paul Allen used to be the exception; now they're the rule. There's increasingly little room for characters, for individuals, for iconoclasts like Davis.

Keown's profile was perfectly timed. We all got a brief chance to appreciate the last conversion-van driving, P.F. Chang's-eating regular Joe to ever be the sole owner of an NFL franchise, perhaps just weeks before he isn't one anymore.