Ok, I was bored at work so I made this little game. In the following story there are tons of NFL players' last names. See how many of them you can pick out. For example, if I had a sentence that said "The brown dog walked down the hall" you can take the word "brown" for Troy Brown's name, and the word "hall" for Dante Hall's name, etc. There are a few in there that are blatantly obvious, but most of them should be pretty tough.
Now obviously you could go to NFL.com and do a player search for every word in the story and find them all, but that's not the point. The point is to test YOUR knowledge, and see how many last names you can find hidden. Last names only, not first names.
I'll let this thread go for a while and give everybody a chance to see how many they can correctly guess, and then I'll give out the answer key.
When you reply to the thread, you can quote the story and then make the names that you found bold, or you can add an extra list of the names you found including their first name, what team they play for, etc. It's up to you, have fun with it! Let the games begin!
Edit: The player name list should be accurate as of September of last year. If some players have retired since then but I have them listed, forgive me.
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The light from the sun woke me up in my home in Boston.
I had been dreaming about the golden streets of heaven.
I opened the window and
and looked into the June sky as a brees blew in.
I saw a cloud that looked like a
noble knight floating past the sun. I also saw what looked
like some medieval warriors holding spears and shields as if
they were about to do battle.
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes with my hand and put
a white t-shirt on along with some black jeans. I also put
on a gray cap and my green tennis shoes. My bedroom was a
mess, so I stepped over a heap of dirty clothes and turned
on the TV to play a video game. I played a couple of levels
of Rambo then turned it off. I thought it was funny how the
game centers around violence.
After playing video games I got hungry. So I decided to
cook a hotdog sandwich with mustard and brown rice. I cut my
sandwich in two with a steele blade because it was sharper
than the wooden one. I then told my dad to pass the peppers
and he started getting winey so I grabbed it myself.
After eating I walked through the Master's chambers, down
the hall and out
to the swimming poole to drink a cold bruschi. I took off
my shoes and then accidentally stepped on a rock that cut
my foot. It bledsoe bad that I had to put a band-aid on it.
It was the second time I hurt myself that week; i also had
burns on my elbow from the stove.
After a short swim, I decided to go look for a job because
i was running low on cash. I went to the garage and saw
both of my cars. One was a Bentley, and the other was a
Ford. I chose the former because it has goodspeed and new
shocks and springs.
I was able to buy the car by robbing several banks a few
months earlier. I didn't want to be a law breaker
anymore, which was why i wanted to get an honest job.
So I jumped in my carr and went to hunt for a job. I called
my cousin to see if he wanted to ride with me. I honked my
horn and he came outside.
He asked
if he could drive the car, and I told him no because he's
a bad driver. So he got in, and we went cruising around.
We drove through an urban area and into the hood. At the
stop sign i looked over and watched two guys take a huff of
gasoline because they were trying to get high. Then I saw
a cat walking along a tree branch, and an old woman coming
out of the grocery store with the assistance of a walker.
I realized if anyone was ever going to give me a job, i
needed to cut my nappy hair, so i made a trip to the
barber shop. He charged me $10 which i thought was a
fair price. So we hopped back in the vehicle and i resumed
my job search. I decided to stop at the Hilton, which is
the king of hotels, to put in
an application. While I was walking up the sidewalk I saw
a bush which had a berry and flowers in it. They rejected
me and told me i was too young to be a CEO. So I drove
west through the woods, across some bridges, over a hill
and across a
couple of akers of land and put an application in at
the Hampton. They looked at me like I just came out of
a psycho ward. At that point I had little hope
of finding a job. So I decided to lower my standards
and put in an application at Taco Bell. Plus I love
burritos, so it made sense.

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