My favorite play would be; I Right, 31 Red, Snot Bubble.
I Formation, TE to the right
31 Red, Tailback runs through the 1 Gap (Odd to the left of the Center, Even to the right) on 2 (Colors are on the second hike).
Snot Bubble, I pull from my RG position to knock the teetotal shit outta the unsuspecting DT, that thought he had a free shot at the QB or TB.
I knocked out a lot players by ear-holing 'em, it was a thing of fucking beauty.
If the D was going off the snap count, our QB would mix it up. (Silent, the Center snapped when he was ready. Touch, the Center snaps as soon as he feels pressure from the QB's hands. On One, first hike. Any color imaginable, second hike. Any car imaginable, third hike. Any place imaginable, fourth hike.) Towards the end of the fourth qtr, the RT and I would get in our stances and tell the DLine what the snap count was (or so, they thought). Then I, or the RT, would make a grunting noise like we were firing off, to get them to jump. If that didn't work, I'd spit on their hands.
I was a Big Nasty. I'd grow my fingernails out for the sole purpose to claw the hellfire outta anyone while run blocking or pass blocking. I'd punch the DL in the rib cages, with the palm of my hands, as they put their hands up to block the pass. If they ever left their feet to knock a pass down, I'd punch straight up, towards the bottom of the shoulder pads. It's hard to do anything when your shoulder pads are being jammed into your throat or into your mouth. If the DL were head slapping, I'd put my sharpened chin strap buckles on, that usually put a stop to that after the next head slap. Bottom of the pile was when I had some fun. Pulling leg hair, punching, clawing, pinching, fish hooking. I wasn't great or anything, but I made up for it by being mean and nasty.
So, JR are y'all looking for an assistant?