SI: Griffin III Back of All Trades

Robert Griffin III

Sept. 20, 2011

By Pablo S. Torre
Sports Illustrated

Spend enough time in the orbit of Robert Griffin III--known around Waco, Texas, as RG3, Superman, Black Jesus, the Ambassador and the Most Exciting Player in College Football--and it's impossible to shake the thought that the cheery quarterback was constructed in a secret military lab in southern Japan. Yes, official records contend that Griffin, 21, was born at Camp Lester on Okinawa to two loving Army sergeants, Robert Jr. and Jacqueline. (The family settled in Copperas Cove, Texas, in time for Robert III to go to kindergarten.) But these days, as a legend mushrooms around the Griffins' only son, suspicions about his merely human origins have followed. "You can put limitations on even the great ones," says decorated Baylor track and field director Clyde Hart, who has coached Olympic gold medalists Michael Johnson and Jeremy Wariner. "With Robert, you can't do that. He's ... different."

Just how different? Start with the fact that Griffin, who has racked up 740 yards and eight TDs for No. 17 Baylor (2-0), is perhaps the fastest quarterback ever and the first in at least 35 years to be projected as both a first-round NFL pick and an Olympian. In the spring of 2008, having graduated a semester early from Copperas Cove High (where he was class president), the 17-year-old Griffin arrived in Waco and promptly became a Big 12 champion, NCAA All-America and Olympic trials semifinalist in the 400-meter hurdles before playing a single down. Since then, all he has done is break 40 Bears football records--while making the honor roll every semester and earning his degree in political science in three years.

Griffin, now studying for his master's in communications, dreams of law school, volunteers with five charities and says he doesn't "drink or smoke or any of that stuff." The 6'2", 220-pound quarterback's idea of recreation is lugging a mammoth tire around his apartment complex. Last October the former choirboy (literally) even found time to get engaged to his girlfriend, Baylor grad Rebecca Liddicoat, belting out an original ballad in a meticulously planned surprise ceremony. This was 90 minutes after he had thrown for 404 yards and four TDs to beat Kansas State.



So, what can Griffin not do? "We all have our flaws," Griffin insists. But press him for examples, and it takes a full 74 seconds of atypical hemming and hawing before he says, "I'm not good at ... trivia games?"

It's 12:15 p.m. on a Wednesday, and Griffin, wedged into a booth at Baylor's Student Union with Liddicoat and a visitor, keeps searching for instances of personal mediocrity between bites of two chicken sandwiches. The environs here aren't helping. The ladies behind the Chick-fil-A counter call out that they want him to replace Tony Romo. A student surreptitiously clicks a photo of Griffin's socks--high and black with white stars--and posts it to Twitter. Perry Jones III, Baylor's 6'11" sophomore forward and future NBA lottery pick, stops by to pay his respects. "Just trying to be like you," he tells Griffin.

That's a tall order. To be like Griffin, after all, is to be more valuable to your school than any other player in the country--while also playing for a program that has ranked last in Big 12 attendance every year and lacks any comparable athletic forebear. (The statue welcoming visitors to Baylor's athletic building is a former punter's Ray Guy Award.) Consider: That K-State win made the Bears bowl-eligible for the first time since 1995. Which makes it all the more unfortunate--and ironic--that, as the Big 12's death looms ever closer, rising Baylor is still desperately fighting for its life.

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