INDIANAPOLIS, IN - FEBRUARY 26: Quarterback Robert Griffin III of Baylor gets ready for the 40-yard dash during the 2012 NFL Combine at Lucas Oil Stadium on February 26, 2012 in Indianapolis, Indiana. (Photo by Joe Robbins/Getty Images)
Call those crazy, 60s radical dope-smoking mystery solvers that drive around in the van and probably experiment with free love when they aren't locking up crazy carnival owners. We have a mystery on our hands, a mystery team to be exact. John Czarnecki at Fox Sports, says the St. Louis Rams have another team interested in their second pick in the 2012 NFL Draft.
Obviously there are plenty of teams that could have an interest in Baylor quarterback Robert Griffin III, more than just Cleveland and Washington. So who could this mystery team be?
Zoinks! It's, like, a mystery, man ... all we can do is guess.
Czarnecki offered his thoughts on the mystery team:
Trading Vick has little impact on the Rams, and the Eagles trading their quarterback now seems as far fetched as making their offensive line coach a defensive coordinator. I would never rule out anything with Jerry Jones, shiny new object and billionaires. Denver would be a real surprise.
The Dolphins would hardy be a "mystery" team, but they could easily be interested in trading draft picks for a young, franchise quarterback like Griffin. Everyone assumes that Joe Philbin will bring in Matt Flynn from Green Bay. RG3 has way more upside than Flynn.
Kansas City talked an awful lot about quarterbacks at the Combine. Romeo Crennel praised Peyton Manning and lauded Kyle Orton for saving his job. He also called Matt Cassel their starter. I would not rule out the Chiefs in the RG3 sweepstakes.
Another explanation for the mystery team could be simple bargaining. Czarnecki notes the Redskins are willing to deal. He also notes the Browns are wavering. Talking up a surprise suitor would not hurt the Rams' position in trade talk.
All this means bupkis right now. The smokescreens and well-placed rumors will continue between now and draft day. And we will lap it all up, ever last word of it, like an LSD-laced cookie handed to us by WASP-y blonde twentysomething in a white sweater and a blue scarf.