Said one veteran quarterback, who asked not to be identified when recalling his first postseason game: "Right before I left the locker room, I [vomited] my guts out. The first snap of the game? Hey, I thought I was going to [urinate] down my leg or something. All of a sudden, it's not like you can screw up a game, and just come back next week and [redeem] yourself. Screw up and there is no next week. For you or for 52 other guys all looking at you. I mean, that's pressure."
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