My first thought when seeing this headline was, “Who cares”? Unless No. 5 is injured, this is a complete hypothetical. As far as I’m concerned, the single best thing about sports is that it is (to quote former Secretary of State Colin Powell on this commemorative weekend) binary.
In a world where so little is clean and unambiguous, sports hold us to empirical standards. You either catch the ball or you don’t, you tackle the runner or you don’t. You win the game or you lose. Right, Herm?
This is why I am not a Fantasy Football girl. It’s, well, it’s fantasy. Synonyms include “dream,” “castle in the sky,” “flight of the imagination,” “unreal,” and “whimsy.” Get my drift?
Shoot me if I prefer real men doing real things, with a real team, on a real football field. The only ethereal aspect of football that interests me is team Gestalt. But that’s another slideshow.
So, how about those other available quarterbacks?