The best quarterbacks in college football are the ones we haven’t seen. The redshirt freshman on the bench. Or the prep star who arrived a semester early to dig into the playbook.
They get to campus without a smudge, without an interception, without so much as a single mistake. And we wedge our hopes and title dreams onto that blank slate of perfection.
And then there is Shea Patterson.
Who carries more than the usual weight of Michigan’s next great star. He isn’t just the future. He is the present. The missing piece.