Michael Irvin Goes Full Throttle Even at 8th Grade Football Games

Look, I'm all for berating one's own 14-year-old son during a football game, F-bombs and all. It's the American way. You've gotta stay aggressive when motivating kids these days, damn Facebook and rock music. If you're the true #88 though, you've gotta keep your swag first and foremost. Losing your composure next to a bunch of suit-wearing dads and cell-phone-wielding trophy wives in suburbia just isn't a Hall of Fame move, Big Mike. You're better than this. Just get back to the car, light one up, and chill out next time.