In this highly-regarding yarn about a semi-fictional Dallas football team in the 1970s, we are treated to Nick Nolte as an aging wide receiver who faces a heartless management, brutal teammates, and overwhelming physical pain, just to play a game. Of course, the conceit here is that you must feel sorry for a professional football player. While I realize there's a lot of pain, discrimination, and overall ill will in pro sports (especially in the 70s), I just can't bring myself to care overly much. When Bill Gates gets a hangnail, I don't really empathize.
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