Last season, New York Jets head coach Rex Ryan was the ringleader of a three-ring quarterback circus involving Mark Sanchez, Tim Tebow and Greg McElroy.
Tonight, West Virginia Mountaineers quarterback Geno Smith joined the fray.
Smith seemed none too happy last night when no team chose him in the first round of the 2013 NFL Draft, but he didn’t have to wait long into the second round, as the Jets scooped him up with the seventh choice of the round and the 39th overall pick.
I think I might rather go undrafted than become a member of the Gang Green. Not because the franchise doesn’t have a rich history or because there isn’t talent there — it does and there is. No, I wouldn’t want to join the Jets because I might end up like Tebow, who was dealt from the Denver Broncos, where he took a 1-4 team from the brink of a high draft pick to an 8-8 record and a first-round playoff upset of the mighty Pittsburgh Steelers. And then, as if things couldn’t get any worse, Tebow was forced to sit the bench behind a guy who made Dallas Cowboys signal caller Tony Romo look like Joe Montana.
Let’s face it: Sanchez stunk. Stunk worse than skunk on the side of the road stunk. Yet, Tebow never really got a viable opportunity, despite proving just one year earlier that he had what it took to turn a squad around. And then, to top it all off, Ringleader Rex elected to wait until Tebow had broken his ribs to say, “Hey, maybe my guy isn’t getting it done.” So he turned to third-stringer McElroy, who played pretty well at times, but had proven diddly-squat prior to his coach’s mind-boggling decision.
Now it’s Smith’s turn. Yes, the 6-foot-3, 208-pounder has talent. He has a rocket arm and great scrambling ability. He enjoyed a decorated career at West Virginia. But he’ll now have to deal with the biggest obstacle of his football life: a coach who is so in love with his starting quarterback that he allegedly has a tattoo of his wife wearing No. 6’s jersey on his right arm. That’s just … weird.
Good luck, Mr. Smith. I don’t envy you one bit. I hope and pray that your God-given talent affords you the opportunity to play over Mark “hot dog” Sanchez, but I’m doubtful at best.