|  | | The quarterbacks | | | | | Holding a ball until the last possible moment while realizing a 330 lb. lineman is about to slam you into the turf. That last split second you release the ball as far as you can. You blank out for a second as your head slams against the turf. First comes the silence, then the roar of 60,000 fans who validate a job well down. You are the quarterback. | | Be the first to post a comment.
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