Add in my cousin, who told his coach he was ready to go back in after a first-quarter neck injury. One play later he was on a stretcher, and dead by morning. T

Add in my cousin, who told his coach he was ready to go back in after a first-quarter neck injury. One play later he was on a stretcher, and dead by morning. The opposing team bought the biggest damn floral display you ever saw for his funeral. I can't imagine what it felt like. It wasn't the primary reason I have a visceral revulsion from American football, but it strengthened it.