I’ve run the gamut with Robert.
I watched this guy ball out of control at Baylor and lead an offense that put fear in the hearts of many a college coach.
I watched this guy capture the hearts of a nation, leading the normally sad-sack Redskins to a postseason berth and making people care about Washington for a change.
Then his left leg went all PeeWee Herman on that terrible turf during that playoff game and it went down hill from there.
There was a major down period – which involved RG getting too high on himself, torpedoing his own chances at success by focusing more on his brand than improving himself as quarterback. He decided to be the only talking head postgame, for some reason. He got Mike Shanahan fired by cozying up to the owner. Then Jay Gruden tried to publicly humiliate him on a weekly basis. Once he hit the bench for good, I just wanted him out of town.
Washington gave him the boot and he was waving in the wind like a flag at half mast.
I didn’t care too much about his prospects but hoped he’d get a shot somewhere.
Then I heard he signed with Cleveland, who’d hired Hue Jackson, one of my favorite offensive co-ordinators, as head coach…and I was back on his side again
The Cleveland preseason hit my nostrils with that intoxicating whiff of optimism.
Then he plays in week 1 versus the Philadelphia Eagles and this happens….
Look, I don’t have any personal financial investment in Robert. He’s not on any of my fantasy teams and I didn’t put my life savings on the Browns in Vegas.
But I feel bad for him when he takes punishment like this.
I just want Robert to show some improvement and thrive in Cleveland. I’m not talking Pro Bowl levels of production (with the accompanying puff pieces that make me want to throw up later in the year). Just put up some positive plays, take care of the ball, lead the team, and most importantly, take care of yourself.
His style of play has always been rough and tumble, because he’s relied on his body’s ability to snap back from vicious punishment as if he were made of rubber. But hits from college kids are not the same as hits from Haloti Ngata (and even this Mills guy) and for some reason, Robert just cannot avoid these car-collision types of hits.
Just looking at the video above, I can tell Robert was on his way to the sideline, saw that CB and thought “I can run through this guy.”Next thing you know…his left arm’s of no use to him after a wicked shot from a CB with a lot more pop in him than he expected.
(There was talk that he was pushed but there wasn’t enough momentum from the push to propel him that far…#Forensics)
The thumbs up to his own sideline broke my goddamn heart.
My man…your shoulder is not in one piece right now and you want to take another snap from center?
DO NOT PASS GO.
DO NOT COLLECT $200.
GET OFF THE FIELD.
GO SIT DOWN AND GET AN ASPIRIN!
GET YOUR CALCIUM LEVELS UP.
What bothers me most about RG3 is that he so desperately wants us to know he’s tough..with his military-infused desire to lead and his willingness to put himself in harm’s way so often. NFL culture from the coaches on down rewards those willing to show such toughness but those pats on the shoulder pads and helmets that are so valuable in the moment to RG3 are not going to be there when his arm hurts due to an oncoming rainstorm 15-20 years down the line.
Eventually it’ll sink in to my head that he is who is is and won’t change his ways, even if his ways send him to rehab centers more often than the opponent’s redzone. But part of me, deep down, still holds out hope that he changes for the better out there on the field.