Friends,
After watching the crushing hit on Willis McGehee during the AFC playoff game this evening (“oh, he’s surely dead.”) and when his body was taped down to the cart to trundle off the field, I was stuck by all of the continued pounding and slapping. The man has perhaps had his neck broken, his head held still by a trainer, and teammates still felt the need to slap his shoulder pads. A hearty handshake. A not-so-high five.
Sure, he could eventually “move his limbs” as Doctor Jim Nantz pronounced from the announcer booth, but a broken neck, people. He was complaining of “neck pain.” Broken neck. Hello? Good gravy. Idiots.
– bob