So far TR's proven to me he isn't freaking Drew Bledsoe. And for now, that's
enough.
Because it means he can rid of the ball in less time than it takes to paint the Mona Lisa, can check down without turning to a pillar of salt, can rifle a slant or out before defenders close in, can move inside and outside the pocket without appearing to be a walking advertisement for arthritis, and can scan the field without looking like he's wearing horse blinders.
All Tony needs to do to win my absolute worship is to develop a deep ball game that stars my boy TG. Then he's gold.
But even if he doesn't, winning and keeping Bill around will be more than enough.