from another forum:
Tonight after the first series of offense in my 7th grade B team, my center comes running off the field towards me. He is yelling, "COACH, COACH, COACH, did you see number 72? He is huge! I can't block him! I simply said, "Just cut him". He then turned to me and as serious as a heart attack says, "Coach, I cant I don't have a knife on me."
