How can you free-fall from nowhere?   

Updated: May 1, 2007, 4:09 PM ET

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Can someone please tell me where Brady Quinn fell from, or where he fell to? I keep reading that his drop to 22nd in the first round of the draft was a "free fall" for a guy who was once considered a guaranteed No. 1 pick in the entire draft. But don't you have to be somewhere first, before you fall from wherever it is?

I googled "Brady Quinn free fall" and got 690 news articles from Sunday and Monday. Nowhere did anyone attempt to inform the reader where the Notre Dame quarterback was before this precipitous and apparently expensive free fall.

Here are the facts: There was a draft. Quinn was one of the players eligible to be drafted. After 21 players, Quinn had yet to be drafted. With the 22nd pick, the Cleveland Browns drafted him. He was drafted where the people who assess the talent believe he should have been drafted. He will be paid accordingly, just like every other guy who was drafted.

The "free fall" is based on speculation and guesswork. It had nothing to do with reality, because -- and please, hold onto something if you feel the need -- the only real thing about the NFL draft is the actual draft itself.

The idea that Quinn fell to 22nd? It's fantasy, pure pretend. It was as make-believe as unicorns and chocolate rivers and gumdrop rainstorms.

Brady Quinn didn't free-fall because a lot of guys who guess for a living thought he would be chosen earlier. He just wasn't picked, that's all.

And now the guessers are guessing about something else: How much hypothetical money Quinn hypothetically lost in his hypothetical free fall. He lost $7 million, or $22 million, or some other preposterous amount he never had in the first place.

But if he really lost it, where can we find it? Oh, that's a stupid question -- it's at the end of the rainbow. Whaddaya say we go find it?

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It sounds crazy, until you think, "Damn, I bet Florida's got one of those planes": Yes, and also Tennessee and Alabama.

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Then again: The only message the Mavericks seem interested in sending is the basketball equivalent of an SOS bonfire on a deserted island.

Of course, if mugging's your thing: Just watch Nuggets center Nene Hilario play Tim Duncan.

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It's probably too much to ask, since it's so much easier not to think: Could the Warriors' success -- hey, if they finish off the Mavericks, they'll make it to the Western Conference Finals -- lean the NBA away from its longstanding tradition of promoting individuals over teams?

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And finally, if the lightning bolt hits me after I finish this item, someone please see that the dogs get fed: This isn't meant to imply anything, but the question can still be asked -- will there ever be a time when even one person in the media suggests that it just might be Joe Torre's fault?

Tim Keown is a senior writer for ESPN The Magazine. Sound off to Page 2 here.


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