Rodney Peete

Jared Goff's got the Lions dreaming of rings with his cool-headed precision, but Rodney Peete's the gritty Ford Field warrior who dragged Detroit to three straight playoffs from '91-'93, throwing for 16,338 yards and 76 TDs in Honolulu blue. Goff's numbers dazzle in this pass-happy era; Peete was the tough '80s/'90s survivor who owned Motown's heart first.

Nope, Rodney Peete's not in Canton—no bust, no gold jacket for the USC gunslinger who lit up Lions Stadium. He was a solid starter across 16 seasons, but the Hall's gatekeepers overlooked his 14.89 career rating and journeyman grit. Legends like him shine in team lore, not that Ohio shrine.

Rodney's swapped gridiron scrambles for TV lights and causes, co-hosting Bravo's "Kings Court" with Holly after Peacock's "Queens Court," while pushing Sumitomo's Time to Go campaign on overactive bladder chats—real talk from a guy treating OAB alongside his wife. He's also fueling the HollyRod Foundation for autism and Parkinson's families.

Peete's cannon arm and mobility would've feasted under today's no-holds-barred passing rules—think quick releases to Sanders in spread sets, racking up 4,000-yard seasons sans the defensive thugs of his day. His 56.9% completion and escapability scream mid-tier starter like a Baker Mayfield type, thriving in quick-game schemes.

Bobby Layne was the chain-smoking wizard who slung hangover hangovers to glory, boasting a wild 38.72 rating in the leather-helmet stone age; Peete's steadier 14.89 reflects his run-and-gun '80s polish across six teams. Both Lions icons—Layne the chaotic poet, Peete the reliable gunslinger who kept Detroit punching.