I really like the smart idea behind this ad but something else brings me here.
I would like to tell you a story linked, more or less, to the fact that inflamed the media, almost all of them, during the last few days. To do that I need to begin with:
I am not fan of NFL, or Ravens, or Football.
Any resemblance with the facts, individuals, behaviors from real life is an accidental coincidence.
The story depicts a real fact.
A good friend of mine, in his young years as student (I use the word student in the very classic meaning, understood everywhere in the world – except in North America – : Student at University, not at kindergarten and not at High School) when the weekends were composed by only one day, Sunday, he was spending the short Saturday nights with his friends having fun at Disco Clubs (that was the era) and getting drunk. I suppose most of the youngsters had done the same, back then or even today, almost everywhere on the face of the Earth.
My friend was kind of particular case: a handsome young man of 1m88 and 96kg (6’2″ – 210lbs) – nice and mild mannered when sober and a scary brawler who was the first to fight and looking for trouble each time when somebody was giving him the slightest pretext, when he was drunk.
Also he was The Chivalrous fighter, ready to put his fist for a good cause, being sober or not.
He was a very well trained javelin thrower and, because of this, a very successful jab thrower.
OK, enough with the introduction.
One late Saturday night, when was on his way back to home, accompanied by a friend, he saw a very drunk guy that was hitting somebody‘s head against the tram rail. The somebody was a woman, also drunk, that was yelling for help on top of her lungs.
The chivalrous fighter took over my drunken friend and jumped to rescue the lady beating up the guy, shouting at him some moral words about hitting a woman. When the guy was almost KO my friend had the biggest surprise of his Chivalrous life: the lady was clubbing him with a stick snatched from a fence, yelling louder than before “not to kill her man”. Of course he abandoned the fight letting them to take care of each other.
There was, at least, a lesson to be learnt:
If you have to take action, is better to be sober.
There wasn’t any camera to catch the scuffle, no media to look into, only that friend who witnessed everything.
End of the story. That story.