(S6) - PT2 - New Teammates

[PaytonM34]

You shut up. You shut your whore mouth, you sick bastard. Terrell Brister is twice the man you’ll ever be with three times the heart of anyone I’ve known. Terrell Brister is the only person in the damn NSFL who is a relatable person. He learns, he loves deeply, and he has regrets and sorrows few would understand without succumbing to madness. This Defensive Back—neigh, this man, will feel more strongly and deeply than you ever have in your pathetic life. Do you know what it’s like to realize you fed your Teammate a bomb? I do, and it’s not a feeling you’d like to know, I can fucking guarantee it right now. Do you know the pain of practicing a Pass Coverage Technique every day and never getting any better? I hope to god you never do. The dedication and passion needed to pursue something so feverishly is beyond the realm of mere mortals. This man is stronger than you’ll ever be. He makes mistakes, just like us, but more importantly, he realizes his mistakes and tries to remedy them. He is a loyal friend, even going so far as to throw a goddamned Football at someone’s face for Brian Mills. He once absorbed an entire city into his beautiful, teal, Jacked as fuck body. Do you know that pain? I know you don’t, kiddo. And I hope you never do. But every day, Terrell Motherfucking Brister gets up and faces the new day like none of this has happened. He wakes up every day facing a new NSFL team. And he faces it with gusto. He faces it with major huevos, going day after day, without catching a break. He is stronger, more beautiful, and more complex than you will ever know.