51 makes it on the field JUST in time to have absolutely no outcome on the play and be thrown to the ground like a rag doll — Barstool Sports (@barstooltweetss)November 21, 2016

The first thing that you will notice about Kyler Fackrell (#51 in the video above) is that he's late. The thing you will notice about him after that is that he is suddenly flying through the air—not in a fun-looking "parasailing in the Cayman Islands" way, but more in a severe and uncomfortable "learning to water ski and honestly it is going very poorly" way. You may also notice Washington running back Rob Kelley, moving with no more urgency and under no more duress than someone shuffling forward to place an order at a supermarket deli counter, trotting into the end zone for his third touchdown of the evening. Perhaps, from the corner of his eye, as he flew through the air like a fuming toddler's discarded stuffed animal, Kyler Fackrell saw it, too.

We know some things about Kyler Fackrell, and so we can guess at what he might have thought in that moment. We know that Fackrell, Green Bay's third-round pick in the most recent NFL draft, will turn 25 in a few days, and that he has lived. During his five years at Utah State, Fackrell got married and became a father and made some All-Mountain West teams. "Kyler is an awesome teammate," his former Utah State teammate Nick Vigil told the Deseret News last October. "He's very even-keeled, he's one of the guys and he's a family man all in one…. Kyler is a special individual."

There are some questions about Fackrell's potential at the point of attack—cf him being flung like a laundry-stuffed duffel bag into a bus's cargo hold on the play above—but scouts think that he could be an every-down player in time. Right now, as a rookie, he isn't. Right now, Fackrell is the sort of player about whom coaches say things like "He's a young guy who applies himself," and football analysts point out that he was drafted just a few picks ahead of C.J. Prosise.

What we know about Kyler Fackrell, with more certainty and more depth than anything else, is that in that moment of his frantic televised undoing, he was more than a man playing football because almost all of the Packers' other linebackers were injured. Whether he becomes a four-down player or not, whether he continues to apply himself or not, Kyler Fackrell both understood and embodied a fundamental truth about life as it is lived in the moment he sprinted on to the field just in time to be sent sprawling like someone going over the handlebars of a Ski-Doo. He arrived just in time, because someone needed to do it; he ran to face a task that was beyond him because someone had to do it and because it was his job, and the task was indeed beyond him and he wound up recreating a Jackass stunt in front of Cris Collinsworth and everyone else. Next week, he will do it again.

We all know, because life is so casually cruel in the way it treats us, that the world makes Kylers of us all, but we did not necessarily have a name for that. Now we do.