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You’ve got anger?  That’s good.  You’ve got aggression? That’s better. Playing football at its highest level requires more than being able to jump like a grasshopper and run like a gazelle.  It requires that you have an almost sadistic love of pain.  You must be prepared to destroy yourself physically, mentally and emotionally every day. Bone-crushing hits, broken limbs, bodies strewn across a bloodied field:  The image of a medieval battle field where men ruthlessly chopped each other to bits with clubs, swords and axes or simply integral parts of the fabric of a game that has quickly become America’s favorite sport? Football ...