Being tall is no real talent in the NFL.
Brock Osweiler, 6-8, bless his turgid Brown soul, is proof.
Paxton Lynch, whom John Elway selected in the first round last year, looked spooked against San Francisco.
Lynch, 6-7, reminded me of a frightened Chris Simms when Simms played quarterback for one memorable disaster in the House of the Horse.
Lynch seemed skittish, ready to run if he heard the rustle of a falling leaf. His passes, as attested to by his 39 yards in nine attempts, were dinks. No team will fear Lynch if he does that.
By the way, Osweiler set an NFL low mark last year for Houston, when he averaged less than four yards a pass all game against the Denver defense.
Never saw the extent of Lynch's debacle, mingling among drunken Texans and oftentimes craning my neck to follow the action on the television with no sound and only occasionally making out the written words.
Sobeit.
Will have to wait a week, maybe longer, before Youtube posts the complete Denver/San Francisco game.