Lament of the Unknown Sports Fan

Tue, 08/02/2005 — Fasteriskhead

Oh for - oh, what the fuck is this.

Are you kidding me? This is like the second time all season we've been up in the first quarter, and now alien monsters from outer space want to attack? Jesus, is someone in charge trying to ruin my year? And what the hell is that fucking giant robot monkey doing?

What? "Taking control?" Christ, I guess anything would be better than this year's running game, up to and including total capitulation of the human race to a giant brain with an eye; maybe under ALIEN MIND CONTROL we could gain more than like two yards a carry. Man, the city should have known it was probably a bad idea to build the capital right across the street from the stadium in the first place; do they have any idea how bad the traffic is during peak hours? This is ridiculous even aside from our new overlords showing up during the first halfway decent show in weeks and announcing the new state of affairs to all us DENIZENS OF THE PLANET EARTH.

God, maybe I should just move to Massachusetts already and become a Patriots fan. They don't have to put up with this shit.

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