When I grew up a couple (ahem) decades ago in the Washington,
D.C. suburbs, Billy Kilmer was the quarterback for the Redskins, we actually
won a game or two, and I have fond memories of, the gods forgive me, my father
in a construction paper head dress doing an "Indian dance" in front
of the TV, all of us singing "Hail to the Redskins". Now if you think
the NAME is bad, look at the lyrics to
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