Athletic, Drug-Free Loudmouth out on his ASS.

Key is done in Tampa. Hooray for Gruden, in my opinion. One of the (few) things I hate about football these days are individuals making a team sport into an individual sport - in order to make themselves more marketable.

I know I’m probably waxing nostalgic in a losing effort to the rising tide of ego and the almighty dollar - but I miss the days when a post-touchdown dance was a rarity, not a way to tie in a Sunday performance to one’s next music video. Goodbye Keyshawn, but not for long, I’m sure. The problem may have been that the lockeroom wasn’t big enough for both his and Sapp’s egos…

Posted by reeder at November 18, 2003 2:57 PM