I’m sure Sam Darnold is a nice guy. He sure comes across that way, at least.
He says all the right things and appears to have leadership capabilities, which is what a quarterback must possess.
Plus he’s a very good player, as evidenced by what he did at USC. It’s why the Browns are considering – strongly so, if you listen to a lot of the so-called “experts” – taking him with he No. 1 overall pick in the NFL Draft next month.
Understanding all that, then, I am troubled, conflicted, uneasy about – I’m not sure what word or term I should use to describe my feelings; perhaps “just not very comfortable with” would be appropriate – the possibility of that happening, of the Browns selecting him with the belief that he can be their franchise quarterback.
Worse than that, I can’t figure out why.
There is no perfect prospect in the draft. There never has been, and there never will be. It’s just not the way it works, for there are no guarantees that any of these guys, no matter how highly-rated they are, will ever amount to anything in the NFL. With that having been said, then, I’m wondering if I’m nonetheless looking for Darnold to be perfect, and when I see that he isn’t, I’m disappointed.
Is it that simple that I’m being unrealistic and need to steal that famous line from the long-ago movie, “Stripes,” and “lighten up, Francis,” as it were?
Maybe.
But maybe not.
Perhaps you’re also not totally cool with Darnold being a Brown because, as I think about more fully about it, he doesn’t wow anyone with anything he does, or has done.
He’s big, but not overly big.
He can’t throw it 80 yards, or through a wall.
He didn’t win a national championship or the Heisman Trophy.
Wyoming’s Josh Allen is big and can throw it 80 yards and, seemingly, through a wall.
That wows you.
And Oklahoma’s Baker Mayfield, who was awarded the Heisman, took his team to the national semifinals and made more plays during the season than you can shake a stick at.
That wows you, too.
A No. 1 overall pick in the NFL Draft should at least wow you, shouldn’t he?
Well, shouldn’t he?
I think so, don’t you?