When I think of great Baltimore quarterbacks, names like Johnny Unitas and Bert Jones immediately come to mind (sorry, Trent Dilfer). But I keep thinking to myself, can a guy with a name like "Flacco" ever really rise to become a legendary quarterback? Let alone a great one, or a decent one?
Flacco doesn't seem to ring well next to Montana, Favre, Elway, Marino, Bradshaw, or Staubach. Can you picture "Flacco" being indelibly tattooed into the memory banks of Baltimore sports fans for years? Dilfer suffered the curse of a bad name (not to mention an anemic offense), so nobody ever remembers his contributions to the team's SuperBowl victory.
For some reason, I find myself strangely rooting for Flacco, though. He has this undeniable awe-Shucks quality to him—like the semi-local guy done-good. (Think Cal Ripken Jr.)
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