A year ago this week he was making headlines. ANDREW LUCK THROWS A FOOTBALL! Something like that.
It was something we hadn’t seen in the seven months prior. Short, easy, effortless throws that calmed the collective unease of an entire fanbase that had waited ... and waited ... and waited to see if their franchise quarterback would ever do something like that again, and do it well, and do it absent of the searing pain that almost cost him his career.
Four weeks into the season he was lighting up his offensive line on the sideline. “He exploded on us,” former guard Matt Slauson remembered a few days after the Colts’ overtime loss to Houston. Four nights later, in New England, the QB was yelling, “We’re better than this!” while his depleted roster was getting pummeled by the Patriots in Foxborough.
They rallied. They lost. They slumped to 1-4 that night.
“I believe in this thing,” Luck pledged a few days later. “I believe in what we’re doing. Eventually, the results are gonna show.”
He was right. They lost the next week to the Jets. Still, somehow, 1-5 became 10-6. Playoffs included, the Colts won 10 of their final 12. It ended with a thud in snowy Arrowhead Stadium in Kansas City on Jan. 12, an 18-point loss to the Chiefs that stopped cold all the momentum the Colts had earned over the season’s final two months. Just like that, it was over, a remarkable comeback season that meant so much to the quarterback who’d spent most of the previous year wondering if he’d ever play again.
Believe that. Between the ups and the downs, the dismal start and the stirring run and the humbling finish, there was a sense of renewal for Andrew Luck that changed who he is and how he approaches the game of football.