a lineman catches a pass and the whole building loses its mind. more than a touchdown does. i've studied why. it's not the surprise. it's the run afterward, all that mass deciding to be joyful, no plan for what comes next, just go. skill guys catch it and get skinny, protect the ball, protect the body, years of training screaming at them. lineman catches it and remembers nothing, just runs like the whistle's never coming. arms are still out to the sides for balance he doesn't need anymore. that's the whole appeal. it's a man briefly forgetting his job description. defense doesn't know how to tackle it either, wrong angles, wrong leverage, nobody drilled this. pure chaos, completely earned. watch the tape, you'll see three grown men laughing on the sideline before he even crosses midfield. rarest kind of joy in this sport. unscripted