I'm guessing that I'm in the same place as most Canes fans concerning Jacory Harris (not pictured).
I love him, but at times, he drives me ABSOLUTELY NUTS!
Heading into FSU week, I wish I could say I'm fully confident in the Canes quarterback: I'm not.
And yet, somehow I'm confident in the Canes offense.
Does that make ANY sense?
Absolutely not.
But nothing about this Canes team is logical.
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Take the first half of Saturday's game at Clemson.
At the half, Miami was up 27-13.
Jacory had 4 touchdown passes (matching a career-high), three of them were to future high-draft pick Leonard Hankerson, and yet, I was annoyed.
How is that possible?
Despite the touchdowns, Jacory had ALSO thrown 2 drive-killing interceptions, one that was picked off in the endzone.
While most of us have NEVER read a defense before in game-speed, I think we can all see when the safety is drifting over and a guy is doubled.
Why can't Jacory?
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The 'will he get better' question keeps coming up.
Tick, tock.
Dude's a Junior.
He started 1 game freshman year, 13 as a sophomore, and now 4 as a Junior.
I think the whole 'inexperience' argument is out the door.
Sadly, I think Jacory is what he is going to be.
Can it work?
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The BEST analogy I have to watching Jacory is my experiences on Sundays, watching my beloved Giants.
Eli Manning does the SAME thing that Jacory does.
Rain or shine, big lead or not---- at least once or twice a game---- Eli throws a pass that makes a little piece of me die.
Death, taxes, and a dumb Eli throw.
You only have to hope that 1. it doesn't come at the worst possible time 2. it's not a pick-6.
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I think that's where I'm at with Jacory.
I've moved passed denial, depression, bargaining, I'm at acceptance.
My name is David and I cheer for quarterbacks who throw ill-advised interceptions.
Eli won a Super Bowl and a Super Bowl MVP.
Maybe Jacory can win.
Until then, I'll be the guy curled up on the couch in the fetal position saying "WHAT THE ***K WERE YOU THINKING? WHO WERE YOU THROWING THAT TO? HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF *NOT* LOOKING AT YOUR PRIMARY TARGET?"
Football's bad for my health.
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