Relic-fest in Indy

 Watched Patrick Mahomes perform some magic tricks last night on the teevee, a few hours after watching Josh Allen perform some in Baltimore. In Philadelphia, meanwhile, Jalen Hurts kept the Eagles unbeaten, and in Houston the Chargers bounced back behind Justin Herbert, and in Cincinnati, on Thursday night, the Bengals looked more like the Bengals again behind Joe "Cool" Burrow.

It all left me wondering why the Indianapolis Colts can't have nice things like this.

The Horsies lost again yesterday to the Titans, and the only people who didn't see that coming weren't fully conscious. Being gifted a W by the uncharacteristically charitable Chiefs last week can't obscure the fact this is a bad football team. All it did was provide some camouflage for the easily fooled.

In this one, the Titans piled up a 24-3 lead and then coasted home, as the Colts tried and failed again behind 57-year-old Matt Ryan. (And, yes, I know he's only 38). Ryan's numbers looked good on paper -- 27-of-37, 356 yards, two touchdowns -- but he was sacked three more times and fumbled twice more, his eighth and ninth in four games. 

It got me thinking again why the Colts keep trolling rest homes for their quarterbacks while so many others are drafting guys with a spring in their step.

It's been a regular relic-fest in Indy since Andrew Luck decided he got tired of getting hit with 2x4s, and you've got to wonder why. First the Colts went with Philip Rivers in his auld-lang-syne season; now it's Ryan in his sunset years. In between they had Carson Wentz, a younger guy who just plays old.

Meanwhile Mahomes and Allen and Burrow and Lamar Jackson are running around out there making plays with both their arms and feet. Heck, even Daniel Jones ran for two scores for the Giants Sunday, although it was only against the Bears.

The obvious question here is when are the Colts gonna go after their own springy guy at QB.

The obvious answer, maybe, is they've always been just good enough not to get a crack at one of those in the draft, although some folks would like to see Sam Ehlinger get a shot after he lit it up in the preseason. This doesn't mean they couldn't trade up, of course. They just haven't seemed interested.

Instead, they've gone the Rent A Senior Citizen And Also Carson Wentz route, for reasons that make sense only to them. It makes you wonder when Jim Irsay will finally realize his current GM, Chris Ballard, is not the magician he thought he was getting.

You pay for David Copperfield; you wind up with The Amazing Myron instead. It happens.

Meanwhile, there's always Brett Favre. I hear you can get him for a song these days.