The only thing that would have made this 75-yard touchdown against the Baltimore Ravens any more OBJ-esque would have been a one-handed snag to get him there. A quick-footed roll to shake his man: check. Watching his defender eat shit: check. Streaking up the sideline like lightning: check. And now, you can add a continuation of his love affair with the kick net to make it all the more signature.
For the past few weeks, OBJ has played out his deep romance with the kick net on live television. Hate, love, and now love again. It is a romantic epic for the ages—somewhere among the ranks of "The Notebook." OBJ wrote you a letter every day for a year, kick net. He would hang off of a ferris wheel, just to ask you out on a date.