There are a lot of tests in football — via stopwatches, analytics and a host of other ways — to measure things.

I am respectful of all that. I get it. I truly do.

But the one I have always liked best — without question — is the old-school eye test. As the saying goes, “The eye in the sky doesn’t lie.” And for that matter, neither do human eyes.

As such, then, I can say — again, without question — that there is definitely something wrong — there is something amiss, something dysfunctional, something unorthodox — with the Browns offense and quarterback Deshaun Watson when he is on the field running it. It has all the smoothness of a pothole-filled, backwoods, gravel road. It is like clothing that doesn’t fit comfortably or style-wise.

It is so maladjusted that it is hard to watch.

The offense looks so much better with P.J. Walker running it, although he certainly doesn’t possess Watson’s skill level.

And Watson looks so much better in drills. He’s lights-out, in fact.

But when Watson is running the offense, neither he nor the unit like a finely-tuned engine. It like someone who doesn’t know how to drive a manual transmission operating one in a vehicle that has a six-cylinder engine running on about two or three spark plugs.

Or, like oil and water in that they just don’t mix.

So, then, what’s the problem?

Steve King