about a game between the new england patriots in the miami dolphins and there's a player named kevin faulk gets tackled and after the game is asked about the tackle because he is motionless on the ground for quite sometime. quote i wasn't out cold but i was out said faulk. asked if he remembered going on the ground he said no i don't so i must have been out. i knew that something was wrong with me. i knew that like it wasn't normal. i didn't have that same normal feeling when i got up. i thought it was funny that would be the simplest way to explain why it brought the story home and cut out the section in question and take it to my wall. i thought it said something elemental about athletic delusion in a pitiful way players hide from the truth of their vocation that they earn ungodly sums of money in a claim for demolishing each other. i assumed in other words the posture of ironic dissidents which is what americans do to avoid the corruption of our spiritual arrangement. ironic distance allows us to separate ourselves from big complicated moral systems around us political, religious, famil