Comfortably Numb

From The Sports Guy:

Speaking of the Titans, here's reason No. 4,355 why I love football: On Sunday, the ESPN Sunday Countdown guys were talking about McNair's performance, how he moved considerably better than he did against Baltimore (when he was practically crippled). Someone mentioned how McNair finally started limping on that final drive, how that may have derailed the Titans more than anything. So Steve Young casually mentions, "I think the painkillers started wearing off — they usually don't last for the whole game."

First of all, you have to love any sport that incorporates sentences like "I think the painkillers started wearing off — they usually don't last for the whole game." Just once, I want to say this at work and have everyone nod knowingly.

More importantly, what could they have possibly injected in McNair's leg to mask a torn f*****g calf muscle for three hours? Hillbilly heroin? A horse tranquilizer? Imagine McNair out there in minus-two-degree weather, trying to muster a game-winning drive, and suddenly his leg starts throbbing, and he's thinking to himself, "Damn, they should have injected me with the tranquilizer for the 1,500-pound horses, not the 1,200-pound horses! What were they thinking?" What a strange sport.

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