Despite his misleading name, Fuzzy Wuzzy Smoodgie Woodgie is in fact a violent and intimidating opponent. - Ma -Ag = retirement? NEVER!!! Fuzzy embraces the pain. He LIVES the pain. He sleeps at night dreaming of the line of scrimmage, and wakes each day strapping on his kneck brace and replacement kneecap with glee, praying each moment will pass with swiftness until he can plant his decreped, mangled cleats on the glorious pitch once more. No enemy's vice-like grip is too strong for Fuzzy's fragile skeletal structure, nor any steel gauntlet-covered fist too hard for his tiny, squishy face. Fuzzy will continue his career until his smiling, blood soaked corpse is dragged off the pitch, and even upon that very day he will have instilled a common feeling of mild regret in the hearts, nay the very souls of the enemy