In these bitterly divided, I-know-you-are-but-what-am-I times where both sides cordially agree that everybody is either a moron or an idiot or a Little Rocket Man, let me tell you about a sign.
It is front and center in the meeting room of the big Rocket men — the Toledo football team — and it is the darndest thing.
It does not implore the Rockets to give 110 percent or preach that pain is temporary, pride is forever, or any of that age-old schlock.
No, it is a reminder to the big, bad reigning champions of the Mid-American Conference to kill .