brent chapman

Don't You Forget About Me

Don't You Forget About Me

In most sports, you are either done in by a gruesomely Theismann-esque injury or by a coach who cuts your underperforming butt and sends you back to bagging groceries or (if you’ve had a little more success) to a life of leisure and autograph signings. [The one exception to this seems to be heavyweight boxing, where fighters are never really retired, they’re just waiting between fat-free infomercial grill inventions for another payday].