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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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860926
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Friday, September 26, 1986
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1D
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Photo Associated Press
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1986, Detroit Free Press
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KID KOSAR LEARNING ON THE RUN
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CLEVELAND -- Bernie Kosar came walking back to his locker, grinning like a
thief.

  "You won't believe who just called me," he whispered to fellow quarterback
Garry Danielson.

  "Who?" said  Danielson.
  Kosar leaned over and mumbled a woman's name. Danielson slapped him
wickedly on the stomach, a locker-room slap, which, if spoken, might come out,
"You STUD!" Kosar, tall and curly haired  -- a little on the Big Bird side,
actually -- slapped Danielson back, and the two men broke up laughing. The
reporters, standing nearby, gazed on with half-smiles. They got it. They
didn't get it. Because  the quarterbacks were somewhere the reporters can
never be.  They were on the inside, warm in the womb of NFL brotherhood.
Experienced. Battle-wise.
  Gary Danielson, 35.
  And the starter, Bernie  Kosar.
  Age 22.
  What do you think of Kid Kosar now? Two springs ago he rode his bicycle
home from football practice at the University of Miami, and announced that he
was turning pro. He had  played only two years of college ball. "Where's he
going?" people said. "Where's the rush?"
  He is the starting quarterback of the Cleveland Browns today, running the
offense on the field, trading  barbs in the locker room. One of the boys --
sorry, one of the men. The rush was inside his head.  And when things swirl
there, you might as well try holding back a tornado. "He is," Danielson said,
"as quick a thinker as I have ever seen."
  How young is too young? How soon is too soon? Surely he'd ride the bench
for a few years. Rushing a young quarterback can only snuff out his
confidence,  right? Archie Manning, Jim Plunkett, Norm Snead. It happened to
them.
  "Who?" Kosar seemed to say. He took over the reins in the fifth game of
his rookie season, at age 21, when Danielson went down  with a shoulder
injury. He fumbled his first snap, then completed his next seven passes, and
led the Browns to a victory over the New England Patriots, a team, you might
recall, that later went on to  the Super Bowl. How young is too young?
  Today -- though he still has plenty to learn -- the job is his. In
reality, when he came off the field against the Patriots, Kosar was already
just a scratch  away.
  It didn't take long  . . . 
  Long  . . . 
  . . . Did someone say Chuck Long?
  Well, if Bernie can, why can't Chuck? You know that's the question for
Detroit fans when the Lions  play Sunday at Cleveland.  Same goes for LA Rams'
fans, who are waiting for rookie Jim Everett to take over out there.
  How soon is too soon? People recall Danny White's long apprenticeship
under  fellow Cowboy Roger Staubach, and they say "That's healthy." Then along
comes Kosar, who helps get his team to the playoffs in his rookie season. And
who knows?
  "How long should it take to be an  NFL starter?" someone asked Kosar
after practice on Wednesday.
  "I don't know," he said, pulling off his sweat-soaked clothes. "Most
quarterbacks are pretty competitive. It's easy for other people  to say, 'Sit
back and learn. Take a year off.' But most quarterbacks would rather do their
learning on the field."
  "Do you think they should all start as soon as they're ready?"
  "Well, I don't  have that much of a feel for it," he said, shrugging.  "I
mean, I'm the only first-year quarterback I know."
  Understand this: Bernie Kosar is not your average farm- kid-with-an-arm.
He is bright  to the point of almost wasting his time with football. He holds
a finance degree -- earned in less than three years -- follows the stock
market, casts himself a political conservative and reads everything  in the
paper "except the sports." He carries himself with a detached sort of
leadership, curiously quiet, so you sometimes get the feeling that deep down
he knows everything -- everything -- and it's just a matter of peeling away
the layers until he gets to it.
  That, as much as his arm, has him running Cleveland's offense when most
guys his age are learning how to type a resume.
  "Unbelievably  smart," Danielson said. "In practice, he'll ask questions
of the coaches that really challenge them. Like why are we doing this? Why
don't we attack that? A lot of the questions I find are right on the  tip of
my tongue. The same thing I was about to ask, he asks. Only he's in his second
year. I'm in my 11th  season.  It's eerie."
  Kosar is football's answer to the fast-track, the Harvard MBA who  blinks
into a $100,000-a-year job, the law school student who clerks for a Supreme
Court justice. It is not just "what?" with him, it is "how soon?" 
  "Didn't you have second thoughts about giving  up on college so quickly?"
he was asked.
  "Not really," he said. "Professional athletics is where you have your best
chance to grow as an athlete. I had reached my peak in college. I wasn't
progressing  at the rate I have since I got up here."
  "Is that really important to you, your rate of progress?"
  "Exactly."
  "In everything?"
  "Yeah. In everything."
  It didn't take them long  to figure that out in Miami. Kosar helped lead
the Hurricanes to the national championship in his freshman year. He was
pictured on the cover of Sports Illustrated's football issue the following
fall,  trading "We're No. 1" fingers with Dan Marino.
  He was 20. What else was left?
  There was the beach. There were his buddies. But football- wise,
sophomore year was predictably a disappointment.  Sure, the Hurricanes made it
to the Fiesta Bowl, and Kosar finished among the leaders for the Heisman
Trophy, but who needs to stick around for that?
  From the time he was a kid in Boardman, Ohio,  he seemed to know what he
wanted, and what he wanted in 1985 was to play for his hometown team, the
Browns. A cagey -- some would say downright dirty -- manipulation around draft
time last year slipped  him out of the clutches of Minnesota, who wanted to
draft him, and into the hands of the Browns, who got him as a supplemental
draft pick. Not long after, he had a four-year, $5.2 million contract.
  And his college degree.
  Any kid quick enough to pull that off shouldn't have trouble taking snaps
in the NFL.
  "Isn't it a lot different up here," someone asked, "now that you're in a
business?"
  "College football is a business, too," he said. "Really, the only
difference between the NFL and college is team speed -- and the fact  that
college players don't get paid."
  He smirked.
  "Supposedly," he added.
  As Kosar spoke, Danielson, who has a fractured left ankle, leaned against
his crutches and listened. The former Lions quarterback, the oldest player on
the Browns, has seen  the kid take his job while he languishes on the injured
reserve list.
  Yet Kosar considers Danielson his closest friend on the team, and their
relationship is clearly not something concocted by  coaches. How can a guy who
remembers the Beach Boys doing "California Girls" relate to a guy who thinks
David Lee Roth invented the song? How young is too young?
  "I think the age difference actually  works well for us," Danielson would
say later. "I don't think he feels threatened by me, nor me by him.
  "There's no doubt Bernie knows the intellectual side of the game. He has
an overall feel  for things out there. The little things, like when to look
off his primary receiver, how long to stay with another receiver, feeling a
blitz, feeling when the blitz is a fake. He plays football like  Isiah Thomas
plays basketball. He knows where everyone is at all times."
  True, Kosar has been criticized for his lack of mobility -- he runs like
a stork -- and for his unorthodox delivery of a football. But never for his
brains.  Oh, no. In Kosar, the Browns have a motherlode of field smarts. So
far this year, he has completed nearly 59 percent of his passes, 762 yards,
two touchdowns, only  one interception.
  So what if he doesn't have to shave that often? Too young? What can he
say? As gonzo journalist Hunter Thompson once answered when asked whether
drugs and alcohol make a man  a better writer: "Well, it's always worked for
me."
  So there he is, Bernie Kosar, gawky, slow, and one of the most promising
quarterbacks in football. Is he one of a kind? Or the prototype for all  young
quarterbacks currently holding clipboards?
  "All I know is practice is never the same thing as a game," he said,
scratching his mop-top head. "Just the timing and the 'liveness' of it all.  I
don't think I started too soon. I prefer to learn on the run."
  He pulled on a shirt and began to button it.  "The most important thing
is learning how to use all 10 guys around you, and getting  them to believe in
you," he said.
  "Once you do that, and you learn your offense, there's no reason you
shouldn't play."
  So what do you think about Kid Kosar now? He is starting, isn't he?  He
is winning some games, isn't he? He is making locker-room jokes with the
veteran he replaced. Isn't he? And he is 22.
  You shake your head. You feel old. But then again  . . . 
  "Do you think  Chuck Long should complain?" someone asked him. "Maybe ask
to be put in? Tell his coaches he's ready?"
  "Well," Kosar said. "It's not really Chuck's decision. That's up to Monte
and his staff."
  "Darryl," someone corrected.
  "Darryl?"
  "Monte Clark doesn't coach the Lions anymore. It's Darryl Rogers now."
  "Oh. Darryl. Sorry."
  See? He's doesn't know everything.
CUTLINE
Bernie  Kosar, the Cleveland Browns' 22-year-old starting quarterback, cools
off during training camp.
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