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Blair Thomas doesn’t look happy about being a New York Jet

The only running back worth a first round pick in the 1990 NFL Draft turned out to be Emmitt Smith at No. 17 overall.

Blair Thomas 1990 Topps Traded rookie card No. 34T

Blair Thomas (RB, New York Jets) 1990 Topps Traded rookie card – No. 34T

Despite being the second overall pick out of Penn State by the New York Jets, Blair Thomas was outdone in the National Football League by nearly every running back that came after him. His pedestrian 2,236 yards rushing and seven touchdowns on 533 carries over six years trails plenty of other moderately memorable names such as Terry Allen, taken by Minnesota in the 9th round (8,614 yards, 73 TDs) and Chris Warren, selected in the 4th round by Seattle (7,696 yards, 52 TDs).

Maybe Thomas would’ve been better off with a different team. He entered the league at the same time as New York’s first-year head coach Bruce Coslet, who lasted just as long with the Jets as Thomas did before going on to finish with a paltry 47-77 record in the NFL over nine years. For the sake of being factual, it’s worth mentioning that Coslet never knew a season better than 8-8 while on the sideline with the Jets and Cincinnati Bengals.

Thomas rushed for just 2,009 yards (468 carries) and five touchdowns for the Jets from 1990-93. He carried the ball at least 15 times in a game only eight times during that stretch and rushed for 100 yards or more just two times. Career highlights include rushing 20 times for 100 yards in a loss to the New England Patriots in his fourth game, and then going for a career-high 125 yards on 27 carries against the Chicago Bears four games into his second year.

( – Click here to read a story about Blair Thomas from 1993 in The New York Times – )


State of Florida Produces 9 Former Prep Players In NFL Draft

That brief moment of excitement I feel each year when preparing to watch the NFL Draft doesn’t linger for too long. I’m usually ready to channel surf or dip in and out of the room by the eighth pick. But this year I realized it’s all in the way you approach it.

I spent much of the draft last night in a recliner with a laptop, smartphone and remote control nearby. First thing I realized was that ESPN has been ruining this event for me for years. It wasn’t until I committed to the NFL Network’s broadcast that I no longer had the urge to throw my television through a wall due to the rabid jaw-flapping.

Then I got caught up in the information overload world of Twitter and Facebook, reading and responding to online posts about fan’s draft triumphs and despair, with plenty of doses of humor thrown in at each other’s expense.