I'm getting pretty tired of JJ Watt's schtick.

Such French security, they make a big huff at first and, once he insists, they just let him go along his way.

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With hands like that, it’s no wonder he can thunderdunk the biscuit a full six fences away from the goal. You just pepper the dance floor and he’ll clean the jar, no doubt. This kid hasn’t even left the refrigerator, you just wait. If Minnesota doesn’t rattle the bell, I’m sure LA will be zipping up the bean bags. And…