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Perry Green, my colleague at the Afro-American Newspaper in Baltimore, makes it his daily routine to bring me up to date on Flacco’s greatness at least three times a day during the week. In the morning before he signs in, in the afternoon when I get back from lunch, and once again at the end of the day before he leaves the office.
Even though I tactfully and sarcastically shoot down his praises every single time, it’s only out of good humor, the truth is, I think Flacco is the real deal. Super arm strength, better than average mobility and the poise of a London Royal Guard (you know, those guards in London with the big hats who can't move, laugh or flinch), Flacco’s rookie season was extremely impressive.
Although Flacco has already enjoyed a breakout season of sorts, if he can have a monster season coming out of tiny Delaware, I’m eager to see what he can do with a full season in the league under his belt.
If Matt Ryan hadn’t performed a search and rescue mission in Atlanta after the Michael Vick disaster, Flacco would probably be sitting in his living room looking up at the Rookie of the Year award right now.
For all the good things the former Blue Hen did last year, the fact that he lead the Ravens to the AFC Championship game in his first year out of a FCS school if you don’t know the difference between a FCS school and a BCS school, it’s like comparing Radio Shack to Best Buy) signs the ticket for me.
The Ravens brought the 6-foot-6 signal caller along slowly last year, enforcing a power running game and playing smothering defense to make life easier for the rookie. With well-respected veteran, Derrick Mason, retiring a couple of weeks ago and a few key departures off of Ray Lewis’ unit, expect Flacco to be pushed into more of a leadership role on offense.
If last year was any inclination, he’s more than ready for the challenge.