If you haven't done so lately, go and read the Carl Barks four-pager September Scrimmage. I'll wait.
Dewey's injured on the sidelines, and Huey and Louie are knocked out and lying on the ground. So who the hell are these guys:
I can accept that Donald and the nephews play on the same football team, I can accept that there's a team called the Dogdale Barkers, I can accept that Uncle Scrooge played football at Webfoot Tech in the Eighties, but I CANNOT ACCEPT NEPHEW DOPPELGANGERS.
(This type of thing is the reason I was labeled "high strung" as a kid.)