The Butt Army has invaded Denver. Resistance is futile. You cannot hope to defeat it, Broncos Country. So might as well enlist.
“The Butt Army? We’re growing,” tight end Jake Butt told me Wednesday. “It’s big. And getting bigger.”
Pun intended.
Catching his first NFL pass against Seattle, more than 20 months after painfully ripping apart his knee on his final reception in college at Michigan, was a special moment. The Butt Army had returned to active duty. How good did it feel? I sought out the commander in chief to find out.
“Hi, I’m Head Butt,” said the father of Denver’s tight end, offering me a handshake in the bowels of the stadium.