[W]illful ignorance is the only way to get through life.

I think it’s probably more about play design: There’s a reason it’s called an “ambulance route.”

Yes. See: Jones, Jerry W.

Again, we’re talking about the NFL here.

There are people who just fundamentally care about the well-being of their fellow man over hardware in their team’s trophy case.

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Thanks. As anyone who knows me well attest, many times one is enough.

No, and I haven’t been able to find anything. I sure feel for his family. My greatest fear is something happening to my kids; I can’t only imagine how horrible it would be to lose two in three years.

I’m sure it sounds trite and ridiculous, but hang in there. I’m keeping a good thought for you.

My kid plays youth hockey and I’ll tell you what is the fucking worst: That equipment bag.

You know this year’s team banquet will be fun.

And a stabbing.

That is top-notch punctuation Kinja.

The Yuengling Brothers

Just wait; it only gets scarier.

Ah. Well, in that case the best part is the trick play.

That’s clearly a Gorlok, although based on the sweater I’d say it’s domesticated, not wild.

I was going to post that the “St. Thomas Tommies” has to be the most Minnesota name ever until I read this comment. Minnesotans love them some lefse, some hot-dish, and not making a fuss with some high-falutin’ mascot names, huh?

Scored = Well-executed