4th and 2, 2:05 left in the 4th quarter. Browns are up by a field goal. This supreme defensive showdown has kept the scoreboard virtually quiet… the score is 13-10. Brett knows he must rally his Cardinals and make this crucial first down to keep the game alive. He calls upon his veteran, one of his most hated players of all time, but veteran nonetheless, Emmitt Smith. Emmitt, you’re gonna pound this ball with all your might. Just get the first down like you did against the Eagles so many times you bastard. The players come out of the huddle ready to continue their march down the field. Brett checks the defense, Emmitt is all set. The snap… shit, it’s the wrong play… I didn’t want to do that! RUN EMMITT, RUN!!! Emmitt breaks through the line and picks up close to 4 yards. YES! The drive lives on. Rob is now sweating profusely. Brett has gotten 2 first downs in a row and he knows McCown cannot be stopped. It’s only a matter of a few plays where Anquan “Superman” Boldin is gonna catch the winning touchdown just like he did to let the Cardinals pull within 3.

::WAITING FOR OPPONENT::

Wait! What is this? Tick, tock, tick, tock. The 17 seconds are dwindling down fast. Will Rob make it back to the game in time, or will it end this way? “NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!“, Brett cries in utter frustration and disappointment. Rob has pulled the plug… I cannot believe it. He heard the footsteps. He heard Boldin’s footsteps and it got too much. I just cannot believe it. “Hey Rob, lets rematch quick so I can kick your ass again.” Rob responds, “Nah man, I gotta go to work. I don’t have time for another game.” Yeah yeah, we’ve all heard it before. Well you’ll never see me dress in a Cardinals uniform again, because for those players, and this coach, the pain would be just too much to bear.

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