My prediction.....then Rod Serling pops out and says”It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. ... You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind.”
we win first 8 games (all excited), lose next 8 (fucking Coughlin, er, Shurmur). hey there's always next year
We win every other game (bummed we didn't make the playoffs), but we're heading in the right direction
We go 1-7 (fucking Gettlemen/Shurmur), go 7-1 (fucking Gettlemen/Shurmur). meaningless wins, wasted season, going nowhere
Let's fucking do this!!!
Having the top pick doesn't guarantee anything. Besides they need a lot more than a QB.