There will be growing pains and baby steps before they will be singing the Ballad of Danny Dimes, because Eli Manning wasn’t Eli Manning when he first started, John Elway wasn’t John Elway, and on and on.
But a portrait of a rookie at ease with the magnitude of this moment, comfortable in his own skin and armed with ambition as his childhood dream day nears has already been etched into the psyche of his Giants teammates and coaches.
Don’t expect miracles from Daniel Jones.
But don’t expect a knock-kneed rookie with a soprano lump in his throat Sunday in Tampa either.