This week's Dawg of the Week is Eric Zeier.
Okay, so I know that until Greenie came along he held all sorts of Georgia records, I know he was the Dale Murphy of the Bulldogs during the early '90s (great player, mediocre team), and I know he had a mediocre career behind Bernie Kosar in the NFL.
HOWEVER, what I remember Eric Zeier for is being the Bulldogs' savior from the insanity-inducing talent void that was Preston Jones.
P. Jones, as my family referred to him, had an incredible arm. It was incredible in that it could fire a football at roughly 6,000 miles per hour, as long as said football was aimed towards the dirt at the receiver's feet, or at least five feet over his head. He had a head made out of bricks and legs like a statue. Every week we'd talk to my grandfather on the phone and he'd say \"I can't wait until Goff plays that Zeier kid,\" and my uncle would say back to him \"Georgia doesn't play freshmen, Dad,\" and Grampa would say back, \"They played Herschel, didn't they?\" and my uncle would say \"He wasn't a quarterback, Dad!\" and then there was just some incoherent growling and spitting on the other end of the phone.
And then in the middle of the season or two games in or something, Eric Zeier became the first freshman to start at quarterback since World War II. And it was just like Dale Murphy. Zeier was SO GOOD you wondered, why can't we win? We've got him....but we also have Ray Goff. THAT's why we can't win. And then depression would set in.
I was born in Cleveland, and was a big Browns fan until the Panthers came to Charlotte. So I was doubly gratified when my favorite college quarterback was drafted and got to play behind my favorite NFL quarterback. Unfortunately, Zeier's skills never really translated in the NFL, so all my friends had to take my word for it that he was a genius quarterback.
Anyway...what are your memories of Big Z?
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