Mac Jones was awake Saturday morning before the sun had risen in Foxboro. He was preparing to fly to Alabama, where his family was hosting a celebration that night in Tuscaloosa, and the New England Patriots’ first-round pick was brimming with excitement.
Not exactly for the party, no.
Jones had just gotten his first look at the Patriots’ playbook during his initial visit to Gillette Stadium, and he couldn’t wait to put it into action. So he blew up the phone of his longtime throwing coach, Joe Dickinson, at 5:30 a.m., eager to schedule a workout in order to be as prepared as possible for the Patriots’ upcoming rookie camp.
Jones, a 22-year-old who hadn’t so much taken a breath since the culmination of a lifelong dream two nights earlier, had every right to decompress.
