November 23, 2021, published on TheRinger.com


A couple more drives, a couple more minutes. Rewind, fast-forward. Rewind, fast-forward. There are hours of game film to dissect. It’s late at night in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, and the young man who shoulders the city’s dreams is not asleep. He’s mesmerized by the movements on the screen.

Bryce Young needs to catch one last glimpse of film before he shuts his eyes. Never mind that no one has asked him to. Or that he has already watched plenty throughout the day, with his teammates, with his coaches; he wants more.

He is attentive to detail when he watches film, same as when he plays. On the field, Young approaches the line of scrimmage almost knowing what’s about to happen, based on his initial look. He can see the play before the play—his mind moves quicker than his feet. And when he watches himself back on tape, as he does most nights, Young doesn’t see what the 100,000 fans in Bryant-Denny Stadium and the millions around the country see every Saturday: that he is one of the most accurate and prolific quarterbacks in college football. Instead, he sees his mistakes. Would-haves, should-haves. (READ FULL STORY HERE).