They literally had a scene where a character was told NOT to take his shirt off and NOT to go thru a table.

This movie was an attack on me and everything I believe in.

Football is the team sport where Crazy Bullshit is the most easily identifable by the viewer, because it's laterals and Wildcats and Linemen as receivers, etc. It's like watching someone try to do a magic trick while screaming at you.

And it almost worked! Which is fun.

A fight song? A CHANT?!

I'd be fundamentally detestable.

At the peak of my fandom I was a psycho for pro teams and that's essentially wanting to go to war for a Local Business.

Now you're going to let me have GP classes WITH the offensive linemen?

I'd have no actual real friends.

"What if the teams were bad?" What if you shut the fuck up?

See? Even in the purely academic settings, This Kevin is repugnant

Me? Philosophically and financial attached to a major sports program? With rivals? And mascots? In THIS economy?

Brother I'd be HELL on wheels.

What I am saying is at any point in the day I can look outside and see a bunch of kids in distinctly different gi's and I can't tell if it's because they're about to fight or because I'm sleepy.

The schools are all within a block of one another. There were 4, but one closed, I'm assuming because it came last in some sort of underground tournament.

Hope this helps.

Just trying to find wordplay for "sharia law" and gunning their coffee mug across the office.

"Jerry he was shot my the mob, he was shot by the MOB, Jerry!"

HOW'M I DOIN'?! (beyond grave)

Imagine the levels of Tungsten Arm O'Doyle-ment these stats would have achieved if they lost.