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Chris Cooley

It's no time to jump on sputtering QB Beck


t was 5:07 p.m. Sunday when a stone-faced John Beck trudged through the South Field Tunnel toward the players parking lot outside FedEx Field. He wore a brown wool blazer, jeans, brown leather shoes and a baseball cap as he wheeled a small black carry-on suitcase up the cement ramp.

"John, we still love you," a group of fans yelled from behind one barricade outside the parking lot fence. "Hang in there. Don't listen to them."

To the right, just 20 feet away and very much within earshot, were some of Beck's detractors, chanting, "We want Rex! We want Rex!" — more than an hour after Beck had lost his third straight game as a...