OT: MNF Lions at Cowboys Open Thread

A Lion has a top speed of 50 mph and can make it to the end zone in 3.2 seconds from the other end zone...faster if they're chasing a tasty Cowboy

The Lions... they're like the first wife. I'd given her so many chances. When I met her she seemed meek and innocent. Her beauty was noticeable. She had a confidence about her that few understood. I loved her so much, but over time I began to realize that many of her lovable traits also yielded dark secrets. She was passionate and she shared that passion with too many men. Our marriage bed became a turnstile of one night stands, of which I had no part. I knew, but ignored, that she had a side to her that was sinister. I blew off her instability but over time things compounded and it could not be ignored any longer. I had wanted to avoid it when the car was keyed a few times, but finding that my cat had been skinned alive and hung outside my window was something that had to be confronted. I left and told her things were over. But she never left me alone. I would see her everywhere I went. I had voicemails from phone numbers rendered "unavailable" that were usually nothing more than heavy breathing and indiscernable whispers that sounded like demonic incantations. I had to move on. But now she's standing at my door in the rain, crying, asking to be let in. I don't know whether I should heed or not. I fear that if I do I will be haunted one too many times, and it may just be my final undoing. But if I do not, I may miss out on the opportunity of a lifetime. I am so afraid that it petrifies me.