When you're watching TV, and some guy sneaks up behind you, unzips, starts masturbating, and unloads on your back...
"... you just got Antonio Brown'd!"
Counting on someone to do a good job only to be continuously disappointed time and time again by varying levels of complete and utter nonsense.
Sally: Carl got Antonio Brown'd in this year's fantasy draft.
Edmond: How so?
Sally: By drafting Antonio Brown.