In college, I was hit at a light and overturned by a woman driving a Cadillac. It was raining hard. She raced off through the light. My books and papers were wet and all over the road. I had to dodge traffic to pick them up. I had to buy a new helmet. Isn’t it funny that Ann thought my helmet was for football. But no. I knew those conscussions are brain injury times twenty. But they are driven to be men. What does that mean. It means driving a dirt bike is totally safe and football is not. It means these guys are simple Bubbas with the beer.