A Broncos Fan Ate 7 Punches To The Face And Lost A Shoe, Yet Somehow Didn't Spill A Drop Of His Beer

You know what? I want this fan in the Denver Ring of Honor. Not the Broncos Ring of Honor because seeing a random dude up there with legendary Super Bowl champions like John Elway, Peyton Manning, and Terrell Davis would feel weird as fuck. But there should be a Ring of Honor for Denver residents that perfectly represent the vibe of the city, which I think is clearly a bearded dude with a Broncos shirt responsibly sipping on some suds even if a couple of dudes are trying to fight him.

Actually I don't know if I can even use the F word there because a fight would imply both parties were looking to scrap, which obviously was not the case since the only people looking to throw fists were the cute couple with matching white tops and gray pants with skin thinner than the Mile High air. I also fully recognize that Big Beard likely caused the powder keg to explode by invoking a surprise flinch game on Cheap Shot Artist No. 1. But going from jawing to flinching to punching usually involves the customary shit talking and shoves before fists fly. Regardless, I salute Big Beard for his iron chin, steady hand, and heart that is cooler than those majestic blue mountains.