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Cam Newton danced Sunday, and ever since, the world has burned with the heat of a thousand takes over the fact that a man of his stature had the gall to celebrate in an NFL end zone.

Simply put, some people think Newton, in his hallowed role as a football thrower, should be above such vulgarities as dabbing in public.

One such anti-dabber is Rosemary Plorin, a Nashville resident who attended Sunday's game between the Panthers and Tennessee Titans with her nine-year-old daughter.

After the game, Plorin wrote an open letter to Newton and passed it along to the Charlotte Observer, which published the missive Tuesday morning.

The following are some selections from that letter, in which Plorin explains how she and her daughter suffered under tyranny of Newton's "arrogant struts" and "pelvic thrusts":

Dear Mr. Newton, Congratulations on your win in Nashville today. Our team played well, but yours played better. Kudos to the Panthers organization. That game happened to be my nine year old daughter’s first live NFL experience. ... Because of where we sat, we had a close up view of your conduct in the fourth quarter. The chest puffs. The pelvic thrusts. The arrogant struts and the "in your face" taunting of both the Titans' players and fans. We saw it all.

Plorin continues, explaining how well-paid entertainers like Newton are role models for the youth. On and off the field, the Panthers quarterback must present himself as an upstanding community leader:

I refuse to believe you don't realize you are a role model. You are paid millions of dollars every week to play hard and be a leader. In the off season you're expected to make appearances, support charities, and inspire young kids to pursue your sport and all sports. With everything the NFL has gone through in recent years, I'm confident they have advised that you are, by virtue of your position and career choice, a role model.

Most of all, Newton should know that well-raised children rooting for the other team can innately sense the immorality of his actions:

My daughter sensed the change immediately – and started asking questions. Won't he get in trouble for doing that? Is he trying to make people mad? Do you think he knows he looks like a spoiled brat?

Plorin couldn't bring herself to explain Newton's dancing, instead pointing her child's attention in the direction of the underpaid dancers on the field:

I didn't have great answers for her, and honestly, in an effort to minimize your negative impact and what was otherwise a really fun day, I redirected her attention to the cheerleaders and mascot. I could tell she was still thinking about it as we boarded a shuttle back to our car. "I guess he doesn't have kids or a Mom at home watching the game," she added.

At last, Plorin brought it all home with a what-would-your-parents-think finger wag:



I don't know about your family life Mr. Newton, but I think I'm safe in saying thousands of kids watch you every week. You have amazing talent and an incredible platform to be a role model for them. Unfortunately, what you modeled for them today was egotism, arrogance and poor sportsmanship. Is that what your coaches and mentors modeled for you, Mr. Newton?

And that's how a mom and daughter's day was ruined by a touchdown celebration.

Now, would this letter still have been written had the Panthers not thumped Tennessee 27-10?

I don't know. I'm not a meteorologist. I didn't vote to label the Lambada the "forbidden dance" either.

But what I do know is how Newton feels on the subject of his celebration.

The quarterback has already discussed his dance and the upset feelings it caused among Titans players and fans Sunday. He's sticking to an old adage, per the Charlotte Observer's Joe Person:

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The Panthers Twitter account doesn't seem primed to start tweeting out apologies either:

Keep writing letters, though. Maybe you can get your state governor to call for a ban on dabbing, too.

Dan is on Twitter. The real enemy of the American people is foreheads dipped into the crook of an elbow.