It's late August. It's the first week of football practice and it's time for the nutcracker. The sweat-drenched players lie on their backs about five feet apart with their helmets pointing toward each other. At the whistle, they get up and slam into each other as hard as they can. One of the players gets twisted and corkscrewed into the ground. He lies there for an anxious moment, two, three -- finally, he rises gingerly, rubbing his back and crying just a little, he goes to the end of the line. All coaches breathe... More >>>