When Kosar showed up at the University of Miami in 1982 for his first day of practice, he was under the impression he was the heir apparent to senior Jim Kelly. Then he caught a glimpse of another freshman: Vinny Testaverde. ‘I ran a 5.6 40-yard dash, he ran a 4.7,’ Kosar said. ‘I barely could bench press a buck-85, he lifted 325. I was like, Im dead.’ Kosar told head coach Howard Schnellenberger that he thought he had no chance against the physically superior Testaverde, so he intended to transfer. ‘If you are going to run from a challenge now, at 18, and go home to mommy, you’ll probably do that your whole life,’ Schnellenberger told him. ‘If you give your best, you can look at yourself in the mirror, win or lose.’ Kosar stayed and beat out Testaverde, and at the age of 19, as a redshirt freshman, Kosar led Miami to a national championship.
Kosar made me a Browns fan. The history of that team. The simplicity of the uniform. The mud of Cleveland Stadium. No flash. Old school. Like Bernie.