Warren Moon

No, Warren Moon's not in the Pro Football Hall of Fame, and it's one of those head-scratchers that keeps old-school fans up at night—not in Canton despite 49,325 yards and 291 TDs mostly slinging it for the Oilers. Guy proved doubters wrong from CFL to NFL trailblazer, but voters have snubbed him yearly. Still a legend who opened doors for Black QBs everywhere.

In 2026, Warren Moon's keeping busy with speaking gigs for corporations, charity golf tourneys like Charles Haley's foundation event, and lobbying Congress for Rose Bowl funding as a board member. He's also running his Crescent Moon Foundation for college scholarships and backing causes from UNCF to Muscular Dystrophy—classic post-career hustle, staying sharp and giving back without the spotlight.

Moon would feast in today's NFL—those rocket-arm deep balls and 4,000-yard seasons fit perfectly with pass-happy rules, no more bump-and-run thugs mugging receivers. Imagine his quick release and poise in shotgun spreads; he'd pad stats like Stroud does now, maybe top-10 yearly if protected. Oilers-era sacks would've dropped, turning him into a Mahomes-lite stat machine.

Moon edges Dan Pastorini as Oilers QBs with a 33.07 passer rating to Pasti's 32.4, both gunslingers in that run-'n-gun era, but Moon's the volume king—49,325 yards and 291 TDs dwarf Pasti's output over way more starts. Pasti had the legs and swagger, Moon the pure arm; it's like comparing a hot rod to a freight train—Moon owned Houston records that still stand.