Monday, February 6, 2012

Who the fuck am I kidding.

First of all, James Harrison clearly needs a history lesson. Cheaters never win? How about the 4 Super Bowls your team won from 1975-1980 that were the direct result of everyone from Terry Bradshaw, who acknowledges and confirms the fact, to the fucking kicker being so jacked up on steroids that after they retired a bunch of them died from ridiculous steroid induced crazy shit. I don't even know how to put it into words. I'm talking psychosis rage followed by suicide and fucked up enlarged heart muscles and shit like that.

Lets not forget the lack of a salary cap or floor back then either, so any team in a big city that could draw a crowd could keep a roster in tact as long as necessary and never worry about losing impact players, and any team that just wanted to make money coughtampabaycough could just sit back and rake it in while paying their players jack shit. Look at the Super Bowl winners before 1994. All huge Market cities with the exception of KC but even they have such a rabid fan base its no surprise. Cheaters never win my ass. By the way, you think taping hand signals is cheating? Tom Brady has been grabbing his face mask to let receivers know that the quick screen is coming for fucking 10 years now and you idiots on defense still can't do anything to stop it. Plus you beat the Cardinals and the Seahawks to win your rings, and the Hawks basically handed you the win on two bad plays. Jealousy reared its ugly head on Sunday night. Remember the Wild Card round, douche bag? Tommy Turbo is laughing somewhere, probably getting head from Maria Menounos.

Giselle. You are about to get fucking divorced, lady. Clearly you have zero interest in your husband's football career because if you did you would watch his press conferences and know that you aren't allowed to criticize specific aspects of the team in public. What a fuck up. Guarantee we don't make the Super Bowl next season because Tom is going to have to do damage control for the next four months to prevent Wes Welker from leaving and everyone else for looking at him like a two-faced faggy boot spokesman who talks shit about his teammates to wifey after the game. Classy move. If I was Tom I would shave a big fucking stripe down the middle of your head in your sleep to throw a wrench in your career the way you just did his. Take that enormous net worth of yours and buy a fucking muzzle for yourself so this doesn't happen again. Maybe you could get that vocal chord procedure they give to dogs who bark too much?

Belichick, you done with the fuckin' bargain basement wide receivers and/or butt buddies yet? Great character assessment on Chad, by the way. Never assume that the best player on a shitty team is going to be any good on yours. You are kind of the man and everything, but how about hiring a WR guru to you find players in the draft. You nail just about everything else but good GOD do you whiff when it comes to drafting receivers. Wide Receivers. Tight ends don't count bro. It was Montana to Rice, not Montana to Francis. Get a fuckin' DB and Pass Rush Specialist assistant while you're at it.

By the way, everyone who says Montana is hands down the best postseason QB of all time can suck a dick. Montana went 16-7 over the course of his career, getting knocked out of the playoffs in the first round three years in a row and missing the playoffs all together one year. Sounds pretty familiar to me. And Montana only went to four. If Brady pulls an Elway at the end of his career he's going to two more SB's and winning them both. 5-2 record as a starter, 7 appearances. Thats Otto Graham shit, in an era that's actually competitive. Bunch of ignorant fucks reporting on the NFL these days. Except Peter King, he knows his shit.

Don't let me forget Bernard Pollard, either. Learn how to fucking tackle you asshole. You think we lose that game last night if Gronkowski is healthy? I don't fucking think so. Honestly, he was completely useless and still caught two passes, which is one more than Ochocinco, BILL. You think we miss the playoffs in '09 with Tom Brady if Shitbag Cassel was able to limp along to 11 wins? No, we don't. Even your mere presence resulted in Welker destroying his knee in Jacksonville, so kudos for being a bad luck charm on top of a shitty tackler.

Fuckin' a.

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