One of the biggest precepts I keep in mind when I sit in a press box, a bleacher, or a seat is that if a team or player goes down fighting, that certain party facing defeat goes down with class.
On the contrary, the phrase "brain explosion" depicts someone who shows he or she is beaten by injuring the person responsible. To suffer a brain explosion is to cheat someone out of their career, out of bigger and brighter success, and leave them facing a nightmare they can never get out of.
A few years ago, a certain "badass" by the name of Mitch Cozad, who was a backup punter for a college American football team, stabbed the starter in one of the lower appendages.
Only a whippersnapper as gutsy (Or is it gutless? Or is there even a difference?) as Cozad would know if he did it wearing a ski mask or one of those black outfits worn by those Harriet Nahanee sympathizing hooligans living in British Columbia.
But that was a brain explosion worthy of a prison sentence. One of the extreme kind.
It leads us to that fateful day in the heart of the nation's capital, not too far from the houses of bureaucracy, litigation, and filibuster jibjab where the Capitol Steps minstrel show of staffers sing [sic] its praises.
The Seattle Sounders Football Club, in its 15th year of their current incarnation, earned their first championship trophy as a member of Major League Soccer, defeating DC United 2-1 at the Robert F. Kennedy Stadium in Washington, DC on Wednesday.
However, their victory came with a price.
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