Robert Griffin III limped out of the Washington Redskins' 24-14 loss Sunday. The RG3 knee injury raises questions about his durability – and whether he should have been playing.
Just in case any of us were in doubt, Sunday provided irrefutable evidence that Robert Griffin III's right knee is a national treasure. President Obama should assign a Special Forces team to protect it. Congress should check the fine print to make sure it is not in the sequester. The Smithsonian should reserve a wing.
Because without it, the most exciting player in pro football looked terrifyingly pedestrian.
For the best part of this National Football League season, the sporting world has stood slack-jawed at what the future held in store. However brilliant the present – however awesome Griffin's talents, however inconceivable his speed – it was merely the downpayment for a generation of greatness to come.
For years, Griffin would do battle with fellow rookies Andrew Luck and Russell Wilson. Over the course of a career, he would redefine the quarterback position with his loping grace, his pinpoint passing precision, his Indy-car acceleration. We salivated at the prospect that, delectably, the best was ahead.