Riley Reiff was born to be a football player. Or at least named to be one.
When you think of the great players in football history, you think of mellifluous, evocative names. Joe Montana. Did anyone ever call him just "Joe" or just "Montana?" No. It was always Joemontana, a name eliciting images of Wild West sheriffs and distant mountain ranges.
Joe Namath. Peyton Manning. Bronko Nagurski, Dick Butkus. There is a rhythm, poetic or brutal, to so many of the names in the Pro Football Hall of Fame, and Riley Reiff's name would fit.
Not his body of work, even when his body is working.
Reiff has missed much of the beginning of training camp with a back injury. Vikings coach Mike Zimmer says it's not serious, but it already is.
The 2016 Vikings should have won 10 or 11 games even without Teddy Bridgewater and Adrian Peterson. An offensive line that collapsed like a Teflon dome in a snowstorm reduced the victory total to eight.
Reiff became the Vikings' most important free agent signing. He immediately became the starting left tackle, a position that turned into a wind tunnel last year.
Reiff is a former first-round draft pick. When you take a left tackle in the first round, you hope he'll hold the position for a decade or more. He lasted five years in Detroit. Then the Lions let him leave.