Without football, Douglas Quaid would be useless. He would probably be selling cigarettes out of the back of a van in his hometown. Growing up Quaid struggled with mental related tasks. He was much more comfortable working in labor operating a jackhammer all day, swinging a sledgehammer at a railroad spike, or carrying cement blocks around a work site. Quaid’s father flat out told him that he didn’t have much of a brain, so he better find a way to earn a living using his physical tools. That is where football came in. The sport was a chance to make incredible money. It was a long shot but Douglas picked up the game fast, earned a scholarship to Utah State, and improved enough to catch the eye of professional teams. Colliding with other people at full speed is Quaid’s niche in life. Everybody needs to find what they do best. Dishing out punishment on a football field is what Quaid does best. It’s a dark thought but it should be mentioned: Quaid might have ended up in jail without sports. Constant fighting and disputes plagued his childhood. The ISFL gives Quaid a chance to release all that aggression and irritation once per week, thereby keeping the blood pressure down. (209 words)
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