and so are his brothers (I mean, all Felagund did at the Bragollach was get cut off from his main forces; all Angrod and Aegnor did there was sell their lives dearly, and as for Orodreth's military career...let's not go there ;)

Fingolfin: "Turgon, could you maybe talk your friend into claiming some nice peaceful place to the south?"

Turgon: "But Daaaad!  Finnie's no coward!  He's as brave as a lion!""

Fingolfin: "I know, son, but he can't strategize worth a Naugrim's heart...."

You won't find me dissing Fingolfin, a fascinating character from his early days of "second son syndrome" to the berserker rage at his end (if you gotta die a foolish, macho death, what better way to do it that to be the Reason the Devil is Lame?).

What Finrod has going for him is a kind of swashbuckling, adventurer quality that his friends and kin in the House of Fingolfin lack.  Their crowns have a way of seeming permanently welded to their foreheads after a certain point (arrival in ME for Fingolfin, his father's death for Fingon, the completion of Gondolin for Turgon).  Finrod doesn't seem as wedded to his own royalty, and not just because of his demise or his cavalier treatment of his own crown.