In the wake of the Pennington injury, the Jets contacted at least three quarterbacks -- Kent Graham, Elvis Grbac and Bobby Hoying -- who told the team that they were not interested in auditioning for the vacancy. We know at least one guy the Jets declined to call, who would have jumped at the opportunity, and probably paid his own way to Long Island for the workout. The name Jeff George ring a bell? Yeah, we know all the knocks and the horror stories. And we know there is at least one assistant on the Jets staff who made it clear George should not be considered. But let's put this in perspective: This is a league that welcomes back drug abusers after they have served their suspensions. It's a league where curious characters get second and third chances all the time. It's a league where Bill Romanowski, one of the most despicable players in recent history, continues to draw a pay check when he ought to be at least facing civil charges. And it's a league in which Jeff George, who has assimilated a ton of offenses and thrown for 25,000 yards, can't even get a phone call? Does anyone really believe there are 96 quarterbacks on the planet, that's three per franchise, with talents superior to those of Jeff George? That the guy is sitting at home in Indianapolis, waiting for the phone to ring if some team suffers an injury and is desperate, is a sham.