The angel poured his super bowl over the beast's throne, and darkness covered its kingdom. . .
America's most sacred feast day is upon us:
Super Bowl
When the whole country joins together in front of the television altar and partakes in the nationwide communion of the fanatics, eating the pizza, wing and nacho hosts, while drinking the lite beer, tequila and soda sacramental blood of its gods of pleasure, Sport and Entertainment.
This year's High Priestess will be the American greaseball Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta, who practices her stagecraft under the name *Lady Gaga.*
Lady Gaga will perform the halftime mass, in which she will call the intoxicated congregation of couch potatoes to give their hearts to her, Vicarius Corruptionem.
We cannot doubt the illuminized ritual will be anything but an orgy of unhinged sexuality, invoking the unnatural spirits to seduce the drunken flock into leaving the natural use of their bodies for that which is unseemly. An Open-to-Close Ass-to-Mouth LBGQT revel. . .
The football match itself, this time pitting the Atlanta Falcons against the New England Patriots, is usually a mere afterthought to the All Day celebration of the decadent culture, which manifests in a stupefying, ugly marathon of commercials, a helter-skelter of advertisements for the worst of the material world. These 30 to 60 second spells are crude mish-mashes of the basest lusts attached to the garbage products and services of the age. . .crass CGI voodoo: automobiles, candy bars, US armed forces, electronica, the junk of our conspicuous consumption stuffed with locks of pubic hair and coated with a thin layer of pixelated endorphins.
Beside the gluttony, intoxication, carnal knowledge and circus game, the Feast of the Super Bowl also invites the ancient art of cleromancy, the casting of lots, remade under its modern embodiment: gambling. Vast sums are wagered by the communicants, confident in their divining of the will of their gods. Following is a list of the more popular divinations, along with my own humble forecasts:
Will Lady Gaga exalt herself above the throne of the President, and curse the name of Trump? Yes.
Will Lady Gaga prove her exaltation with a sign of the miraculous, by vomiting or urinating rose petals? No.
Will Lady Gaga mark her exaltation with the sign of a *wardrobe failure,* by baring her breasts or cunt? Yes.
Will any flying object strike country crooner Luke Bryan while he sings the National Anthem? No.
Will any players refuse to stand for the National Anthem? No.
Will the first points in the game be scored by a white player or a black player? White.
Over/under 2.5 times faggot game commentator Troy Aikman coos about Tom Brady *sticking it in a tight hole*: Over.
The Game:
Atlanta +3 vs New England: Beside the obvious reason for picking the Patriots (Brady proven SB hero, Ryan still doubtful hero), I find one distinct advantage for NE: their defense improved significantly in the second half of the season, yards per game went down from 354 (252 pass, 102 rush) to 299 (223 pass, 76 rush), while Atlanta's defense remained below average, allowing 363 yards (248 pass, 115 rush) per game in second half of the season. The Patriots will be able to slow down Atlanta's offense, and probably frustrate Matt Ryan into a couple turnovers, particularly in the red zone, where he still has a tendency to panic (displayed even in the rout over Green Bay, where he threw at least one DUMB red zone ball that should have been intercepted). Because of the clear advantage at QB and on defense, we must pick the Patriots, even though the Falcons probably have an over-all talent edge (the Patriots have nobody the equal of Julio Jones or #44). Should be a fairly entertaining game, Atlanta should hang in all the way, as New England's white boy offense lacks the explosiveness to blow away the Falcons. New England wins, and covers, barely. New England 27, Atlanta 23.
Beside the gluttony, intoxication, carnal knowledge and circus game, the Feast of the Super Bowl also invites the ancient art of cleromancy, the casting of lots, remade under its modern embodiment: gambling. Vast sums are wagered by the communicants, confident in their divining of the will of their gods. Following is a list of the more popular divinations, along with my own humble forecasts:
Will Lady Gaga exalt herself above the throne of the President, and curse the name of Trump? Yes.
Will Lady Gaga prove her exaltation with a sign of the miraculous, by vomiting or urinating rose petals? No.
Will Lady Gaga mark her exaltation with the sign of a *wardrobe failure,* by baring her breasts or cunt? Yes.
Will any flying object strike country crooner Luke Bryan while he sings the National Anthem? No.
Will any players refuse to stand for the National Anthem? No.
Will the first points in the game be scored by a white player or a black player? White.
Over/under 2.5 times faggot game commentator Troy Aikman coos about Tom Brady *sticking it in a tight hole*: Over.
The Game:
Atlanta +3 vs New England: Beside the obvious reason for picking the Patriots (Brady proven SB hero, Ryan still doubtful hero), I find one distinct advantage for NE: their defense improved significantly in the second half of the season, yards per game went down from 354 (252 pass, 102 rush) to 299 (223 pass, 76 rush), while Atlanta's defense remained below average, allowing 363 yards (248 pass, 115 rush) per game in second half of the season. The Patriots will be able to slow down Atlanta's offense, and probably frustrate Matt Ryan into a couple turnovers, particularly in the red zone, where he still has a tendency to panic (displayed even in the rout over Green Bay, where he threw at least one DUMB red zone ball that should have been intercepted). Because of the clear advantage at QB and on defense, we must pick the Patriots, even though the Falcons probably have an over-all talent edge (the Patriots have nobody the equal of Julio Jones or #44). Should be a fairly entertaining game, Atlanta should hang in all the way, as New England's white boy offense lacks the explosiveness to blow away the Falcons. New England wins, and covers, barely. New England 27, Atlanta 23.
I've got New England in this game. The trouble for the Falcons is that NE has Tom Brady and Belechick. A Belechick with 2 weeks to game plan the Falcons.
ReplyDeleteDan Quinn will have some plan to rush Brady and man to man downfield hoping Brady will be taken out of his West Coast rhythm but Brady still can go downfield. What team has an answer to the Patriots coming off a Bye week?
Defensively, the Pats are good enough. Better than Atlanta. Special teams? Advantage Atlanta with their kicker, Bryant.
But this game won't be won, or lost, on a field goal. No, NE will take control early, start pounding the ball, and force Matty Melt to throw some picks.
Dan Quinn has no answer defensively.
Besides, NE will probably score 12 points defensively today. At least 6.
No, this game is NE all the way. The 3 points are easy. This will be more than 3 pts to NE. And your 27/23 may wind up accurate, but 14 of those 23 Atlanta point are garbage time points.
Atlanta is out by the fifth minute of the third quarter.
All the blacks in the jail are pulling for Atlanta, and the whites are pulling for NE.
ReplyDeleteI just looked at the pregame show, and there's some cunt for FOX wearing what looks like a witches dress. . .wtf. . .some slutty black dress that looks like a Stevie Nicks hand-me-down. . .the cunt is doing some kind of *red carpet*-like interview with some celeb I never heard of. . .the game truly is the sideshow.
ReplyDeleteLady Gaga said she wants to put halftime audience into *alternate state!* Should be quite a freak show. . .
ReplyDeleteDan Quinn giving a military promo. . .sad.
ReplyDeleteSurprised how bad NE's run defense has been, so far.
ReplyDeleteBrady just threw the game away. . .HORRIBLE pick 6. . .Atlanta's defense is the story of the game. Brady flustered. Gonna be a long boring second half. . .pass after pass, clock taking forever to wind down. Lady Gaga better flash her cunt, or this SB is an All-Time dud.
ReplyDeleteCongrats to Dan Quinn. . .his weird zen-like calm works.
Best QB won, best team lost. Atlanta defense ran out of gas, Ryan took too many sacks. Tough, tough game to lose. This will really test Quinn's zen attitude toward losing.
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