What goes on beneath the NFL pile
Joyce Park stashed this in The Sporting Life
"I used to go to a pretty dark place, and there wasn't much that was off limits," Romanowski acknowledged. "I'm not proud of some of the things I did. But I just wanted to win so badly that I would do anything to get a piece of that ball and get it back."
It's not pretty under there:
The pursuit of a fumbled ball is, by all accounts, football's final frontier -- the wild, wild mess. While games might be endlessly televised, replayed and legislated, the pile remains the one place on the field shielded from prying eyes.
Sounds a lot like how Rugby was described to us today.