Brother, we get the Tyreek Hill envy. Henry Ruggs III is a defensive coordinator’s worst nightmare, a YAC machine who runs a 4.27 40, the kind of home run hitter who changes a game with one sweet swing.
For months, you’ve had this image of the Broncos sashaying to the line of scrimmage with Courtland Sutton on one side and Ruggs, the former Alabama speedster, on the other. You’ve pictured the panicked look in the eyes of the middle linebacker as Ruggs motions into the slot. Or the strong safety who knows he’s about to lose a footrace on national television.