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Fug the Saints***. Seriously, fug them to hell, but...


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...damn, I am watching that Steve Gleason story on Real Sports.. holy poo that is some sad stuff. Wow, just unreal. Even as a guy who only played 4 years of college football, I have memeory loss and struggle with some things retention wise that scare me after hearing some of these stories lately. But damn, stories like Gleason's story are just heart breaking.

Please don't misunderstand me though, Fug Saint fans for eternity. I mean, I wish nothing but poverty and sadness on Saints* fans. But damn that Gleason story is heart breaking.

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where did you play

I only played small time I-AA football. But when I played in the mid-90's we had 15 full pad practices in the spring and then 4 full pad practices during the week in the regular season. That does not inculde the preseason August months when it was full on "win a position". One on one drills. Inside drills. Goal line dirlls. Pass pro drills. That stuff adds up. I have been knocked silly and have seen stars. Had pains in my ear drums that felt like sticking an ice pick down your ear canal. My roomate was paralized from the neck down for about 6 hours from a practice collision. Can't imagine what these I-A and pro guys go through.

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The collisions in college football are insane. The jump from high school to even the I-AA level is crazy. The speed. The fact that guys understand how to play until the whistle blows at every position. I-AA is 10x what high school was. You multiply that 10x for I-A and then 10x for professional, I honestly don't see how the human neurosystem can stand it. We played the big boys when I was in college (Clemson, GT, NC State, etc.). When on the sidelines or in the game, the collisions sound like car wrecks.

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Even in highschool the collisions are brutal.

It doesn't take much to make the brain scramble.

I remember former UNC player and North Carolina high school standout (then later Seahawks special teams guy) Deams May telling me about when they'd brutalized Jim Otto's teams. He played QB and he'd talk about they sky changing colors when he was sacked.

Back then they'd just rub some dirt in it and send them back out.

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In the mid-90's, we were never informed about concusions. Never even remember an NCAA or school official mentioning the term. The only thing they harped on was "See what you hit" to avoid paralysis. They'd stand in a stall with you and watch you piss, tell us to see what we hit, make us wear knee braces, and that was it.

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