Reggie McKenzie cleared his throat, and the Raiders world came tumbling down.
The purported strength of the Raiders receiving corps was that there was no clear-cut No. 1 wide receiver. And as such, no divas living in their ranks.
The rallying cry of an overachieving 8-8 season in 2010, after seven straight years of at least 11 defeats: We're not losers anymore.
That first meeting between Reggie McKenzie and Hue Jackson ought to be a triumph of awkwardosity. Or awkwarditude. Or awkwardicity.