What a pro. Dare I even say, a pro's pro? I mean, you can take umbrage with Marvin Lewis as an NFL coach (his longstanding job, mind you), as he's been granted just about the longest leash in league history and merely managed to hogtie the entire Bengals' organization into a state of immovable mediocrity with it, but as a football mind? Well, I'll tell ya, clearly they don't come any more intuitive. Now, one might argue that the perfect time to remind a rookie quarterback of the oh-so-rarely referenced harsh reality of his position is not immediately after his first start/win for which he had a limited amount of time to prepare. However, if not the defeated coach who clearly didn't game-plan correctly for the mobility of a quarterback whose athleticism had senile draft blowhards trying to convert him to wide receiver then who would let Lamar Jackson in on such a well kept secret to being successful in not getting killed as a quarterback?
Sure, it would have been nice of the Bengals' eternally tenured coach to stop at humbly offering some praise to a young player who was impressive in experiencing the thrill of victory for the first time professionally, but how long were we expected to let Lamar Jackson enjoy his accomplishment before clueing him in on the agony of a potential career-threatening ACL injury? A day? A week? A week and a day?!?! The clock was already rapidly ticking in giving him a closer look, or shall I say scope, into the fragility of a body for which Marvin Lewis has apparently and graciously scheduled a donation to science, and who better to keen him in on that vision than the man who has got a goddamn Masters degree in job security?
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