FOXBORO — In those moments, Stefon Diggs says he’s just playing in the backyard.

The times he stops midway through a crossing route, sits between two defenders and whips toward Drake Maye.

Or instinctively snaps off his route down the sideline to snatch a back-shoulder throw.

Or veers upfield once he sees Maye scramble out of the pocket, and spins away from his defender to sprint under the arch of another pinpoint pass.

But the thing about the backyard is you only played with those you knew best.

Friends, siblings, friends of siblings or siblings of friends. By NFL standards, Maye and Diggs are still strangers.

If you start with the first passes they first threw together in the spring, Diggs and Maye have spent just five or six months together. If you start with the first passes they

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