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Let’s get one thing straight: if Dan Campbell’s seat is hot, then we’re all living in a fever dream where success is punished and common sense took a permanent vacation.
The Disrespect is Real
After dragging the Detroit Lions out of the NFL’s basement and straight into contender territory, Campbell has done everything but hand-deliver a Lombardi Trophy to the front office. We’re talking three straight winning seasons, two NFC North titles, and a franchise-record 15-2 finish in 2024.
And yet—yet—Bleacher Report’s Moe Moton threw Campbell into the “room temperature” category in his latest hot seat rankings. That’s right, the same tier reserved for “meh” performances and ticking-time-bomb coaches.
We get it, Moe. Takes have to be hot. But this one’s just microwaved nonsense.
From National Punchline to NFC Powerhouse
Cast your mind back to 2021. The Lions were a meme. A rebuild so routine, fans barely blinked anymore. And then came Dan Campbell. Sure, people chuckled at the kneecap-biting pressers at first—but no one’s laughing now.
Since taking over, Campbell has completely rebranded the team’s identity. They play with grit. They hit hard. They win. He’s transformed the Lions from lovable losers into legitimate playoff threats.
So yeah, losing to Washington in the playoffs stung. But last I checked, one bad postseason game doesn’t cancel out three years of building an actual football culture.
Let’s Talk Contracts, Not Conspiracies
Just in case anyone’s confused, Detroit extended Campbell through 2027. You don’t do that for someone you’re considering axing. You do that when you’ve found your guy. Your culture-changer. Your field general.
Suggesting otherwise is lazy. Worse, it’s disrespectful to everything Campbell and his players have accomplished.
The Ice-Cold Truth
Here’s the bottom line: Dan Campbell isn’t on the hot seat. He’s sitting on an ice throne, sipping Motor City victory Kool-Aid while national pundits light phantom fires around him.
The locker room loves him. The fans swear by him. The front office backs him. So unless we’ve started punishing coaches for winning 15 games, let’s all take a deep breath and put that “hot seat” talk on ice—where it belongs.
Save the roast for Thanksgiving.