Oh dear lord.
I was wrong about Travis Frederick.
Hey, look, at least I am admitting it!
Anyone who has followed me closely knows I have been the biggest critic about the Cowboys’ 2013 NFL Draft. Though there are still eight games to go, and a lot of analysis to come, I must say Travis Frederick is shaping into a good pick.
Let me also be clear on this: I never doubted Frederick as a player. The problem I had was where he was chosen in the draft (1st round with 31st pick).
Credit Frederick. He has brought stability and consistency to an offensive line plagued with laughter and blame.
He has made his teammates on the line better. Tyron Smith? Better. And Doug Free, too. This is the first time I haven’t wrote anything bad about the guy. I mean, I can’t even pull a Doug Free joke anymore.
But that’s what a good offensive line does. They perform. Under the radar. No noise. The noise is left to the stars — as it should be.
Travis Frederick is my MVP through eight games. I nominate him not because of what he has done, but by what he hasn’t done. Frederick hasn’t had his name called for flags or silly billy circus acts.
The line has gone from joke of the NFL to a credible, reliable, maybe even envied, type of offensive line.
He has proven that the heart sits at the center. And without him, this line will collapse. Without him, Tony Romo would once again reach for his pedometer to see what kind of mileage his feet get.
Travis Frederick. Doing the dirty work. Even if the job is thankless.
MVP. Just saying.