We expect that the number and conditions of the many casualties from this most recent knives-and-cleavers mosh pit of a football Sunday shall be covered in the other squalid little corners of America's Preeminent Web Site, and so we won't be hypothetically dancing on any metaphorical graves or literal ACLs. All we know is that the one guy everyone knew was MLTGHAK (Most Likely To Get His Ass Killed) out there barely spiked his blood pressure in his first game in 1,800 days.