Well here's the only way I can look at it.
You've been dating this wonderful girl for about 2 weeks now. She's beautiful, funny, and loves talking football. It's a really great weekend, all your friends are home, hers and yours, and you're all planning on going out.
So you all meet up and go to your favorite bar. Where everyone knows your name. And a really good local band is playing. So you're all dancing and having a good time. You friends all look like they're hooking up pretty good and are going to have a good time later. HeHeHe.
But, something pretty unexpected happens. Ray Lewis shows up, and is pretty pissed to see you dancing with his ex. He really loved her. She gave him all the tips. And he wants to show her how much he still loves her by stomping your guts out. I don't know, I guess some chicks dig that. But, this chick doesn't. She don't care she loves you now, but Ray won't give up. He grabs your ass and drags you outside. Now you know you ain't got much of a choice. Either you get the B-Jesus knocked outta you, or you win. Somehow?
Well while you're still pondering who, what where, when, whack!!! A quick jab knocks you on your bum, and one of your favorite teeth accidently finds its harsh way abbruptly down your throat. The light is green. This is the nitty gritty. No turning back. The strong must survive. With what focus you have, you get up and must find a way to win
. So, with a lucky dodge of a big finishing hook from RL's right, you drop to a knee and give him a good 'ol punch, grap, and twist to the junk. As his pills swell profoundly and he drops to the ground, you put your foot on his chest, give him a few slaps to the face and tell him not to forget your name. Jumping for joy, your girl, friends, and you go back to having a good time and can only imagine Ray will never give you troubles again. What ever it takes to win, right? The End.
Oh, and Ray, if you're on this site anywhere, this is totally a fictional story used solely for the purpose of providing a strange yet powerful point.