Alan Risher

Jordan Love's got the arm, the mobility, and a Lombardi Trophy shot—Risher? Three starts in '87, 564 yards, three TDs, leading the strike Packers to 2-1 before fading into USFL obscurity. Love's building an empire; Risher's a gritty footnote, like a warm-up act for Starr's encore.

Nope, Alan Risher's not in Canton—his NFL ledger's a measly 564 yards and three scores over three Packer starts and a Bucs cameo. Hall's for immortals, not undrafted LSU gunslingers who peaked upsetting Bama in college.

No fresh intel on Risher in 2026—he's 64 now, likely chilling after USFL heroics and that '87 Packer spark. Picture him coaching youth ball in Louisiana, maybe sipping chicory coffee, regaling grandkids with tales of outdueling Krueger for Wranglers starts.

Risher's quick release and 63% college accuracy would've feasted under no-touch passing rules—think his 80.0 NFL rating juiced by RPOs and spread offenses. But that 190-pound frame? Gets trucked by edge rushers; he'd be a savvy backup, not a Mahomes clone.

Starr's the ice-veined maestro, 64.74 rating across five titles; Risher's 11.03 overall (80.0 in Packers green) screams journeyman in an era of leather helmets and punts on third down. Both Packers QBs, sure, but Starr owned Lambeau—Risher just rented it for three games.