**LOCK NEEDED** 2018-19 NFL thread/ macbk has his back stabbed. Everyone go to nickmaz' thread!

Once and for all - who should create the new 2018-19 Season Thread?

  • macbk

    Votes: 14 38.9%
  • aNYone

    Votes: 10 27.8%
  • Nike Jordan

    Votes: 1 2.8%
  • No new thread, keep this current one as is

    Votes: 4 11.1%
  • nickmaz

    Votes: 7 19.4%

  • Total voters
    36
  • Poll closed .
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Shazier's been a stud too,big part of why Pitt's D has been so improved. That's killer

Fingers crossed we hear news about dude showing movement later in the game
 
Even if your kid has perfect tackling form, you can't control what the other 21 guys on the field do.

There's so many concussions now on routine plays because they hit their head on the turf. Linemen smash helmets every play. A WR with his eyes tracking the ball can't control a safety flying in.

Yes, but you will be able to walk if you keep your head up. It won't really matter how the other player comes at you because those injuries happen from impact when the spine/neck becomes compressed in that very specific way that can only happen when your head is down.
 
Seen a pair of space jams on the sideline lol .. how did i pick that out out of all thise feet on the sideline
 
The lawsuit would be lit
https://deadspin.com/remember-when-marvin-harrison-was-implicated-in-a-shoot-1784882889

Nixon saw Harrison get out of his car and exchange words with the fat man. He couldn’t hear the words, but he could see the gestures of threat and counterthreat. The fat man stayed in his car. He called somebody on his cell. Harrison got back into his car and called somebody on his cell. After a minute or two, Harrison got out of his car for the second time.

Marvin Harrison is six feet tall and 185 pounds. He has a neatly trimmed mustache and the body-fat content of an Olympic swimmer. He became the dominant wide receiver of his era not by outleaping or outwrestling defenders but by exploiting an almost supernatural talent for getting open: for feints, fakes, jukes, dodges, bluffs, stutter steps, sudden bursts of sick speed. But at this moment, Nixon says, Marvin Harrison did not run. He stood on the sidewalk and calmly raised his wiry arms. In each hand, Nixon clearly saw, was a gun.

Nixon froze.

“YOU A BAN!” Nixon heard the fat man scream at Harrison. “YOU AIN’T GONNA SHOOT. YOU AIN’T GONNA SHOOT. DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO.”

Nixon was across the street and thirty yards away when Harrison started shooting. Pop pop pop pop pop pop—a great staccato gust of bullets. Steadily, Nixon says, Harrison unloaded both guns into the fat man’s car, stippling the red Toyota Tundra with bullet holes as the fat man ducked in his seat. Eventually, the fat man sat up and sped off, heading straight toward Nixon’s position as Harrison darted into the street and continued to shoot.

Tread carefully
 
Man I cant lie it feels really weird right now for me tryin to still watch this game after what just happened
 
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