As the clock neared midnight, Griffin was running sprints in a dark hotel parking lot in Aurora, Ohio, where the NFL had just begun its annual rookie symposium. Hundreds of his fellow rookies were inside, hanging in the lobby or relaxing in their rooms, since they weren't allowed to leave the property.
RG3, instead, was doing his best impression of Batman, literally sprinting into the darkness for nearly 100 yards, to the point where you could no longer see him, and could hear only the rapid patter of his feet. He would then turn around and walk back to his starting point, a process he repeated deep into the early morning.
I've come to know Griffin in the months since -- in the wake of dozens of conversations with teammates and coaches -- and he has proven to be everything he appeared to be: Quirky to a refreshing degree. Confident on the fringe of cocky. And one of those guys who has a relentless work ethic that is, well, just a little bit weird.
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