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So God Made A Banker

Decent satire.

This is completely different from our post last week, albeit with a similar title.

Inspired by the Dodge Superbowl Commercial narrated by Paul Harvey (Watch: God Made A Farmer), we present a tribute to another under-appreciated hero: the Bankster.



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David Fangupo, that is, the new 350-pound running back for the University of Hawaii Warriors.

That's right. A 350-pound running back. And not just some Fridge that plows straight ahead like a runaway grand piano into a pallet of eggs. Six-foot-2 Fangupo is a real running back, with the feet of Chris Brown and the size of Big Brown.

Feb 16, 2013 at 4:06 PM | Registered CommenterDailyBail
Feb 16, 2013 at 4:07 PM | Registered CommenterDailyBail
The last time I tried to bring down a big man in high school football, and ha was no where near this size, I ended up in the spital with a concussion and a broken eye socket. To this day my vision splits at certain times, which can be a pain in the ass. That was my last football game.
Feb 16, 2013 at 6:44 PM | Unregistered CommenterSKINFLINT
Broken eye socket - Ouch. Was your facemask crushed or was the the hit to the head so hard that it broke the socket thru the helmet.
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:05 PM | Unregistered CommenterDailyBail
Don't remember much on the hit. Just laid there and was carried away. From what I was told my head went down as the fellows knee came up and that was that. Was trying to go low on him. I heard he kept going on the play. I was about 165 then and kind of quick. The other guy must've been 200 or so. Never did get the tag number. I was a city kid moved to the country playing against some grain fed farm boys who would rip phone books in half just for fun.
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:26 PM | Unregistered CommenterSKINFLINT

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