Granted, there was a lot to like. The calm in the pocket. The zip to Tim Patrick through that tight window for six. The touch on that rainbow to Jerry Jeudy.
The thing that strikes — and, in the end, ultimately slays — most young quarterbacks upon getting thrown to the NFL wolves is the warp speed at which everything flashes by. Very little about last Thursday night looked too fast for Brett Rypien, which is the best compliment you can hang around any rookie signal-caller’s neck. One-and-oh in this league is 1-0.
On the flip side, 1-0 also happened against the Jets, who right now resemble the Washington Generals, minus the confetti and the ice buckets.