A guy named Bud Carson was once the head coach for the Cleveland Browns*.
I don't remember when he was coach, how the Browns did under his leadership, or who his star players were. The only thing I remember about Bud Carson is a scant few seconds of film.
One of the network cams zoomed in on Carson during (what I assume was) a crucial moment in the game. Right then, Carson was picking his nose. The camera got him just as he was removing finger from nostril. Carson was inspecting whatever he had pulled out as the camera cut away.
I doubt verbalizing the lesson therein is necessary.
*In Cleveland, being a Browns fan is obligatory. They never really win and they never really lose, but you have to back them anyway. It's just the way it is and no one effs around asking any questions. Cleveland Browns Fan is a disease you get when you first inhale and have until your last exhale.
For those who rabidly back the Browns, it's sort of like The Devil in Miss Jones, no matter how much action you get, there's never a climax.
Off subject but notable: there is too much snow here and it came too early.