You really do get something quite different from going to Carolina Panthers training camp in Spartanburg, SC. In a break from my usual standards, I declare anyone who endured Monday’s 100-plus heat index earned the right to leave one game before the fourth quarter when the real season starts.
Those few hundred who mostly clustered along a strip of shade in one end zone with sweaty kids in Kuechly jerseys, they put their fandom on high and deserve an attaboy! for coming, because that heat index was a special kind of wicked. Panthers were aware of it, timed all the sessions from 9:30-11:30, the (relative) coolest part of the day.