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Real Doubts About Trevor Lawrence Actually Being That Guy Are Happening And It's Well Deserved

The Jaguars are in deep trouble. Deep deep trouble. Over the past few years, the Jaguars have had some really high highs and some really low lows. The team, like most do, rises and falls under the blanket that Trevor Lawrence provides. Sometimes, he looks incredible. He looks like the guy who has been crowned since his sophomore year of high school. He looks like the dude who killed it at Clemson, leading the team to a National Title and other CFP births. He looks like the guy who led an insane comeback in the playoffs to take a team coming off of back-to-back number 1 overall draft picks to the second round of the playoffs. 

Other times, he looks like the dude who threw four interceptions in the first half of a playoff game. 

He's an enigma. He's making me nervous. He's gotta get it together. 

Freak things happen on the football field. But, this type of thing happens far too often with the Jaguars. They absolutely stink in the red zone and last night was no exception. There were 4 drives where the Jaguars were in scoring position and they came up empty. 

There were two inside the 20 and two inside the 40. One of those drives got down to the 2-yard line and Trevor threw an absolute bonehead of a pass. You can't throw a pick and you can't throw a tackle in-bounds pass. But like he has so many times in the red zone, he made a terrible decision. The decision was so bad that Big Cat came out of recording PMT and told me that the loss was my fault. The game was at halftime and we all knew it was a sunk cost, even down just 10. 

I don't really wanna talk about this next part but we have to at this point. I mean, I REALLY don't wanna talk about it but this shit has gotta stop with Trevor or I'm not sure you can give him that insane contract at the end of the year. Like I said, he's been the Prince Who Was Promised his entire life. He should not be making mistakes like this on a weekly basis. He's had 31 fumbles. 31. There's zero excuse for that. He makes all the throws, the players love him, and the coaches are confident, but my confidence is waning. We should have gone into the playoffs on the heels of winning 5 out of 6 but now I'm not sure we even make the playoffs. 

Luckily, we have the Titans and the Panthers during this stretch but god damn. It feels fruitless and it feels really bad. Football makes me sad and it has since the day I was born. 

Please get better, Trevor. Please. But until then, let's cleanse the palate and get ready for the Fighting Steven Cheas.