The Concept

I love Surrender Cobras.
The most famous surrender cobra of all time.
Time ran out as a fumble was returned for a touchdown.
Michigan St 27, Mich 23.

I love that moment of turning.  That moment when a sports fan watches something improbable happen, and watches his team go from certain victor.... to certainly not.

I love it because passive fans never display the gesture.  People who attend sporting functions solely because they provide a nice place to interact socially.... well, they never do it. 

Why would they?  There is nothing invested.

The Surrender Cobra attacks only the passionate - the fanatic - the believer.  They are wearing the colors.  Maybe facepaint.  They are hoarse at the end of the game.  They know the stats, they know the positions, they know who is in, and who got hurt.  But they are not statisticians.  They know the details because they love the team.

And when that moment comes, when their team gets blown up by a fumble on the last play of the game, and it is returned for a touchdown....

That is when the surrender cobra strikes.

This blog honors the fans who love their team enough to be heartbroken when they lose.  



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