Look, I know that MD Anderson has more important things to concern themselves with than the sturdiness of the inanimate objects they use for symbolic gestures of perseverance. Still, I think they have to get someone in there to do a better job securing their "I beat cancer" bell. For one, it feels like a bad omen for one hearty ring to send something that represents strength and persistence crashing to the ground. More importantly, an NFL player shouldn't have to frantically look around like "oh fuck, what did I just do?" when he's trying to celebrate the most important and impressive victory of his life. It's not three long, grueling years of chemotherapy, but feeling like you did something wrong due to poor craftsmanship is not a pleasant experience either. I don't know that you need to build your bell to withstand the exuberant force of a healthy offensive tackle, but it might not be the worst idea when the bell in question is rung by those that are finally done enduring an ungodly amount of physical, mental, and emotional pain. David Quessenberry had the look of a man that could have finished off the Liberty Bell once and far all. However, the ease with which his cancer center's "you did it" bell fell to pieces is not worthy of the ringing endorsement that should be saved for everyone that was responsible for ridding him of an awful, debilitating disease.