We should be so lucky.
”One morning, when N’Keal Harry woke from troubled dreams involving running the wrong route, he found himself transformed in his bed into a giant ****roach. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections, even stiffer than his play at wide receiver. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as a football was thrown at him.”