I could see Witten roughing it up with em and surely aint scared of a punch (broken jaw...jeebus).
Yup.
I firmly believe, despite what our fellow fans tell me- that this team is not filled with a bunch of Pollyanna's.
They know the score. Nobody has to tell them. I'm not talking about head-hunting, nor would I condone it, but...
A little extra adrenaline... A little extra oomph against a traitor.
Against a man who left your mates high and dry in the middle of a season.
They think about it.
I would. You would. They do. At least some of them do.
And that's what I'm talking about.
Put this toad on the turf.
Look him in the eye and let him know- you aren't above this team.
You never were.