Jay Hill was running routes with his receivers at practice the other day, galloping like a horse over short stretches of turf, showing them how it’s done all proper.
If he attempted to gallop, he did so like a Clydesdale, moving more at a slow trot, huffing and puffing. There might have been elements of instruction in it, but, really, he was goofing around, trying to put some humor in his players’ hearts, demonstrating for them the way an old, washed-up defensive back and current head coach would carve through a defense, making it pay, or at least making it laugh.