There’s a great scene in “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid” when an old miner is testing the Kid’s accuracy with a pistol, asking him to take aim at a small object on the ground about 20 feet away. The Kid stands still, draws a bead, misses badly.
He then says to the unimpressed miner, “Can I move?”
“Move? What the hell you mean move?”
Suddenly, the Kid draws the gun, drops to a knee and fires two shots right on the money.
That pretty much sums up the wilting quarterback careers of San Francisco’s Colin Kaepernick, Cleveland’s Johnny Manziel and Washington’s Robert Griffin III.