Context? No idea. Do we need one? Somebody drew a big floppy dick on national TV. But apparently that defensive end or linebacker (or safety or corner?) isn’t a fan of what that running back is up to. I guess. I don’t care. The NFL can go blow a handful of downed, live electrical wires.
I really just want to be in the production truck when these things happen.
“Oh Jesus, Charles drew a dick. It’s a real flopper. Cut away. CUT. AWAY.”
Goodell probably hates it when that happens too. It probably drives him insane. If I were an ex-NFL player in the booth for Fox/ESPN/CBS/NBC/NFL Network that’s one of the many petty, childish ways I would exact revenge on him for running the NFL like a hard-nosed but also somehow corrupt high school principal, and treating all the players like little shits he’s forced to tolerate. Drawing dicks on everything and letting it disseminate across cyberspace. Goodell’s product, his pride and joy, covered in bright yellow dongs.
And when they tried to act like I was doing it willfully and maliciously, I’d just blame it on the CTE. Then everyone would be like, “Awww, poor guy. Football made his brains all mushy and now he can’t stop drawing wieners on everything. Nobody fire him, that would be cruel.”
It’s the perfect plan. Please, ex-NFL players, I implore you to do this. Fight back. Like a 13-year-old..