Possibly there once existed a football card company guy whose whose sole task was to induce the players to assume poses that would make these tough guys look incredibly dorkish.
Both of the more thoughtful players probably protested, Well gee now ain't we gonna look back on these here poses someday and say to our kinfolk: Say there now don't we look incredibly dorkish there then?
Football Card Guy may have thought: There was that day, that day, back in high school, in the cafeteria, when one of your stripe, a Foot-Ball member, knocked me and my lunch tray to the floor and everyone turned and there I was wearing my lima bean-covered lunch tray at an unacceptably rakish angle. Well then, who looks stupid now, Meathook? Huh? Huh?
Then would begin the photo shoot....
TUESDAY TUESDAY I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL HAVE THE MONEY FOR YOU TUESDAY
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ME FEARS ME HAVE PISSED OFF DA PHOTOGRAPHER
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IT WAS BEHIND THE SOFA THE WHOLE TIME FELLAS
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THE FERVENT HOPE THAT AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT FROM OUT OF DISTANT SPACE A FOOT-BALL MAY UNEXPECTEDLY DROP
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HELMET BEEP CHECK BEEP
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I WILL SLAP YOU SO HARD IF THOSE WERE MY GOOD LINENS
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OLLIE MAKE TOUCHDOWN YES
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AT GAME'S END DICK IS ENTRUSTED WITH THE CRITICAL TAKE-A-KNEE GAMBIT
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