When I was a boy, I dreamed of playing football.

I love football.

Football.

The ballet of bulldozers, the moments of grace and a sea of fury, the crowd, fickle,

fanatical, and faithful.

Every kickoff is possible, the everydown award, and every now and then it doesn't come

down to fancy strategy or speed or strength.

It comes down to who has more heart.

Yes.

You see football is in my bones, and where goes the two-point conversion, the on-side kick

or the TV timeout, so go on.

I've seen the locker rooms, my friends, I have smelled the shoes stormed the field and

sung this song.

When I have heard the footsteps, yes, and they say to me, Stanley, is football

the greatest game in the world, and I say yes, footsteps, yes, it is.

Can you believe it, brother?

18.

We're old enough to vote now.

The audible can vote.

Okay.

We should have a separate show about that, but anyway, we're here, man.

The regular season is here.

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