It’s a slow August afternoon, and the cicadas are humming like a broken Neil Young record. Somewhere between a cold Yuengling and the soft thud of pads at Eagles camp, a storm is brewing. Not the kind that knocks out your satellite during a Sunday double-header, though.
It's the kind that could redraw the map of the NFC East. And no, it’s not about a Hail Mary. Not even a trick play... It’s about a man named Micah Parsons. And Lane Johnson tossed out a line hotter than a Texas summer grill session.
The saga began when Parsons, Dallas's generational pass rusher, demanded a trade.