D.D. Jones already looks terrifying. The Arkansas defensive lineman is huge, has a massive lumberjack beard, can probably squat your house, and looks to be at least 15 years older than everyone on the team. His presence across from you in a three-point stance is already its own horrific fight-or-flight scenario.
When he loses his helmet, though? There may no words for the horror that is D.D. Jones, unconcerned for his own welfare or yours, running into you and finishing with a helmetless piledriver.
D.D. Jones, welcome to the Fat Guy Hall of Achievement. I'm sorry: "full-figured." Whatever you want me to call you. Really, it's your call, big man.