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Between the day that Jon Gruden hoisted the Lombardi Trophy untl Tom Brady brought them another, the Buccaneers had 5 winning seasons in 17 years. At Quarterback, they shuffled from Johnson to Simms, from Griese to Gradkowski, from Rattay to Garcia, McCown to Leftwich. From Freeman to Johnson to Glennon to Winston, and Fitzpatrick. Same story in the bay area. In the 16 years before Jimmy Garaffolo came along, the 9’ers made the playoffs 3 times. In the quarter century before Joe Burrow arrived in Cincinnati, they managed four division titles. From 1996 until 2020, Buffalo was the poster child for futility. Heck, any Colt fan should be able to attest to the difficulty of winning without a QB. Between Bert Jones and Peyton Manning yawned a gulf of frustration. I won’t provide a list, but names like Gary Hogeboom, Mike Pagel, and Marty Domres populate my nightmares. The bottom line is that Quarterbacks, at least good ones, don’t grow on trees. Finding one is like fishing in a septic tank. 9 out of 10 times, you reel in a turd; but, every once in awhile, you cast your line and hook Tom Brady. Chris Ballard and the Irsay sisters obviously thing that they pulled the handle on the slot machine and it turned up all cherries. If they did, then a decade of dappled sunlight and fields of wildflowers stretch before us. Summer in Westeros. But if they’re wrong, Chris Ballard will find himself in the midst of winter, on the wrong side of the wall, pursued by slavering white walkers. |
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