Quarterbacks are jerks

Imagine that you are an offensive lineman, 360-pounds, crouched down into a three-point stance, ready to explode on the snap count. Your knees are sore from years in the trenches and your elbow is aching from the hit you took from the defensive lineman ten minutes ago. Even if you were fully healthy, it ain't easy crouching into a three-point stance when you are nearly 400-pounds. You've been in your crouch for eight seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds, and then you see the play clock run...