The 2011 NFL Draft was absolutely loaded when it came to defensive linemen. Heyward was selected with the 31st pick and he was the 10th DL off the board, behind the likes of J.J. Watt, Ryan Kerrigan, and Adrian Clayborn. All three were from the Big Ten and all three were All-American selections, and Heyward seemed just a step behind these guys. Still fantastic, and still a clear first round draft pick, but the superlatives put on him were more in line with descriptions of serpentine belts and cylinder blocks than whatever flowery prose typically gets foisted on Top-5 picks.
But after a shaky first few seasons with the Pittsburgh Steelers, something interesting happened. Things started to click, and Cam Heyward has improved pretty much every season for... well, it's 2023, so something like a decade now. He's a six-time Pro Bowler now, and at the ripe old age of, uh, 33, it seems pretty apparent that Heyward has not yet begun to fight. He should be able to add significantly to his 78.5 career sacks in the coming seasons.
First, sticking around for well over a decade in a sports league designed mangle bodies like some kind of 1950's car safety PSA is a feat in of itself. Consistently getting better over that time period is rarer still, as is continuing to be one of the most productive members of that draft class.
The real reason why I think I enjoy Heyward's story so much is because I foolishly doubted him; I thought that despite what my eyeballs had clearly seen both in person and on my television set, that Heyward was going to be just "a guy" in the NFL, that bigger names on would make more noise over time. And while some did go on to kick very large amounts of ass in the NFL, Heyward has always been right there with them.