This Thursday past a Brobdingnagian feat was accomplished by a Lilliput. This Heraclean laborer did so quietly—befitting his demeanor—but his accomplishment rang through the valley louder than Krupp's coastal howitzer. Of course, I speak of Mr. Thomas Sperbeck's etching of his visage into the annals of Bronco lore by way of the career receiving yardage record—something I never thought I’d see in my 120 years upon this green earth (especially since this ‘forward pass’ concept somewhat mystifies me).
Three cheers for Mr. Sperbeck! Well met, fellow! Not a decade ago Titus Young set the high-water mark that would lead countless imitators tripping for biscuits.