What's the alternative, though--holding onto all these aging vets who, as we've seen, couldn't put together even a mediocre season together over the past few years? It's a hell of a bandage to rip off--it feels more like Steve Carell in The 40-Year-Old Virgin getting waxed right about now--but the real problem is that Wilson and Will refused to face reality and Grier was left with a total mess.
It reminds me of when I saw a big rig carrying tomatoes crashed near Sacramento and they had to close an entire side of I-80 because you couldn't get through those tomatoes. Grier is basically trying to cook a sauce right now with tomatoes that have been sitting on the road for a few hours and, you know, it's going to be pretty f***ing gross for a while.
I REALLY wish Hertl weren't going to Vegas, but there's a lot of logic to the move and looking right now at what outside observers are saying (the three writers judging it for The Athletic, for instance), Grier actually did well. His grades from those three writers? A, A, A-.