The Quest for Brady Quinn's Pride

There he was, front row center with his proud family, dressed to the nines, all smiles, waiting for his coronation.

Then, in a single moment, Brady Quinn went from The Chosen One to the kid who gets picked last in dodge ball.

In an inexplicable decision, the Miami Dolphins took their ninth round pick and used it, not to take Quinn, but OSU wide receiver Tedd Ginn, Jr.

Quinn sat stoicly in front of the cameras, but he was clearly suffering, twisting in the wind. It was so uncomfortable, NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell finally invited Quinn and his family into a private suite to shield him from the media.

For awhile, Mel Kiper, Jr. railed about the absurdity of Miami's decision.

Then the commentator fangs came out and suddenly, every other sentence contained the name "Brady Quinn."

Kornheiser was seemingly upset for the guy but you could see he was secretly like a member of the chess club who finally got a free shot at the quarterback, chirping that to witness Quinn sitting there unchosen was like "watching a train wreck."

ESPN put up fan polls to gauge just how low Quinn would go. (Because everyone knows the place to go for draft predictions are half-drunk, Irish-hating couch potatoes.)

Sean Salisbury declared that Quinn has made repeated mistakes when it matters and "is solid but not special." (Unlike Sean, Junior, no doubt.)

And in my favorite moment, Michael Smith reported, I swear to God, that scouts don't like Brady Quinn's name.

Hey, guys? Never, ever make fun of us women again for vacuous chatter.

Who knows where he'll go. At this point, The Snub is all anyone's gonna be reporting on tomorrow.

It'll be up to Quinn to see what they'll be reporting on in five years.