Take a good, long look, people of Detroit. This could be the last image of Calvin Johnson, as soon he’ll be sucked deep inside a swirling Madden vortex, controlled only by the man himself, John Madden. There are only two ways to escape: by giving Madden turducken as a peace offering, or running to the nearest body of water, because with his fear of flying all of Madden’s power comes from land.

Godspeed, Calvin. You may be the last of your kind.

Thanks, Operation Sports