Jacoby. As I remember John Madden saying reverentially when at the end of a game the camera focused on a mud-spattered Jacoby sitting on the bench, now there's a football player.
I was at the Redskins/Bills Super Bowl. The Bills came charging out onto the field, elated just to be there. The Redskins lined up behind, who else, Jacoby -- the team knew damn well who its heart and soul was -- and he just casually jogged onto the field as if it was another practice.
A huge, and highly skilled, lineman, I cannot imagine why he isn't there already.
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Four phrases I have coined that sum up today's hobby:
No consequences.
Stuff trumps all.
The flip is the commoodity.
Animal Farm grading.
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