Where do we begin? Another day to remind us all just how powerful the Caste System is.
The double-edged black quarterback extravaganza was a bit much, even in Don King's America. I confess that I simply cannot watch even a minute of the RGIII-led Redskins. It really insults my intelligence to watch this undersized QB from a college conference where teams play no defense, and his team had no playbook, cut through every NFL defense he encounters like a hot knife through butter.
I accidentally saw the last part of RGIII's awe-inspiring, jaw-dropping 80 yard game winning TD run. My first thought was "where were the defenders?" All I saw was this magnificant spokesman for Subway, cruising down the sidelines all by himself. It looked like he was in practice or something. Again, where were the defenders? How is it possible for a defense not to appear on screen during an 80 yard run? I guess he really must have faked them out with his incredible intelligence.
And of course, the story becomes all the more remarkable, all the more dramatic, all the more must see TV, because of RGIII's supposed concussion last week. You see, unlike Austin Collie and so many other mere mortals, when an RGIII gets a concussion, he doesn't even have to miss a single game. And, in fact, he comes back even better than ever the next time out. He's told us as much, during one of his many bits of incredible arrogance, when he scoffed at those who doubted his ability to take that many hits. I think he said something magical like, "I'll always get back up." Well, he certainly got back up from that concussion, didn't he?
Either RGIII's stats are not legitimate because the games aren't, or we have to acknowledge that this wildly overhyped media darling is somehow the most effective rookie QB in the history of the NFL, and at this rate may soon be proclaimed the most accurate passer and greatest all around QB the league has ever seen. He dismantled a previously sound defense today. He is doing this with WRs like Hankerson, and a RB that was drafted late and is slower than Leron McClain. He doesn't even have his "number 1" WR, the ridiculous Pierre Garcon. And yet, he has been more successful than even the drunkest of white fans could have hoped for.
Then we have the even smaller black quarterback on Seattle's afroletic squad- Russell Wilson. The most white friendly team in the league-the Patriots- dominated them thoroughly yet mysteriously failed to roll up a big lead. Questionable play calling and Brady's failures at key moments led to a dramatic comeback by the diminutive favorite of jock sniffing journalists and DWFs everywhere. You know it's a happy day in Don King's neighborhood when Plantation Pete leads his coal black thugs to a victory over the whitest squad in the league. Like RGIII, Wilson does it with a Castean cast of affirmative action "skill" players like Doug Baldwin, Golden Tate, Sidney Rice, etc.
Tebow continues to be humiliated, relegated to blocking for punts. Every member of the Colts' defense should be immediately fired, for allowing the league's most horrific RB, Shonn Greene, to look like a HOFer. How did Luck look so great last game, and then put up this kind of stinker against a Jets' defense that had been suspect the entire season?
Then we have the situation in Minnesota. Rotoworld informs us that Adrian Peterson was limping throughout much of the game. So, of course, Toby Gerhart is given all of ONE carry. We also learn Toby wasn't even being used on 3rd downs. I guess that was because Peterson was hurt, and the Vikings therefore logically wanted to decrease Toby's already light workload. Again, if there was any justice in this world, or such a thing as karma, it would have bitten the virulently anti-white Peterson and his thug coach in the butt by now. But no, Peterson continues on perfectly well, almost a scientific miracle as he celebrates his record-setting recovery. Meanwhile, our boy Toby grows older, and probably even less confident.
The only defense in this criminal league that is relatively white friendly-the Texans-was torn to shreds tonight, at home, by a Packers offense that has been struggling all year. Wonder what turned it around for the Packers? Well, going to Jordy Nelson certainly helped, but I'm wondering if perhaps they weren't inspired by all those uncustomary white faces on the defensive side of the ball.
With career criminal Bernard Scott injured, some thought that Brian Leonard's miniscule role would be increased. Wrong. ONE catch for Leonard today, and zero carries. In fact, he appears to have lost his third down role (a curious designation for a back that never seeme to get thrown to on those third downs) to the legendary Cedric Peerman, who somehow rolled up 76 recieving yards today. How can it be any bleaker here? How many black men would have to be incapacitated for Leonard to get a real chance at some touches?
If any of you can figure out how to make money from these games, please enlighten the rest of us. Why anyone gambles on them is beyond me. Suicide pools, that pick a weekly winner, can only be won with fantastic, completely random luck. Your average preschooler has a better chance of getting weekly picks right than any hardened fan who studies up, follow stats and bets logically. And that's the way the NFL wants it.
Everything about this league is corrupt.
The double-edged black quarterback extravaganza was a bit much, even in Don King's America. I confess that I simply cannot watch even a minute of the RGIII-led Redskins. It really insults my intelligence to watch this undersized QB from a college conference where teams play no defense, and his team had no playbook, cut through every NFL defense he encounters like a hot knife through butter.
I accidentally saw the last part of RGIII's awe-inspiring, jaw-dropping 80 yard game winning TD run. My first thought was "where were the defenders?" All I saw was this magnificant spokesman for Subway, cruising down the sidelines all by himself. It looked like he was in practice or something. Again, where were the defenders? How is it possible for a defense not to appear on screen during an 80 yard run? I guess he really must have faked them out with his incredible intelligence.
And of course, the story becomes all the more remarkable, all the more dramatic, all the more must see TV, because of RGIII's supposed concussion last week. You see, unlike Austin Collie and so many other mere mortals, when an RGIII gets a concussion, he doesn't even have to miss a single game. And, in fact, he comes back even better than ever the next time out. He's told us as much, during one of his many bits of incredible arrogance, when he scoffed at those who doubted his ability to take that many hits. I think he said something magical like, "I'll always get back up." Well, he certainly got back up from that concussion, didn't he?
Either RGIII's stats are not legitimate because the games aren't, or we have to acknowledge that this wildly overhyped media darling is somehow the most effective rookie QB in the history of the NFL, and at this rate may soon be proclaimed the most accurate passer and greatest all around QB the league has ever seen. He dismantled a previously sound defense today. He is doing this with WRs like Hankerson, and a RB that was drafted late and is slower than Leron McClain. He doesn't even have his "number 1" WR, the ridiculous Pierre Garcon. And yet, he has been more successful than even the drunkest of white fans could have hoped for.
Then we have the even smaller black quarterback on Seattle's afroletic squad- Russell Wilson. The most white friendly team in the league-the Patriots- dominated them thoroughly yet mysteriously failed to roll up a big lead. Questionable play calling and Brady's failures at key moments led to a dramatic comeback by the diminutive favorite of jock sniffing journalists and DWFs everywhere. You know it's a happy day in Don King's neighborhood when Plantation Pete leads his coal black thugs to a victory over the whitest squad in the league. Like RGIII, Wilson does it with a Castean cast of affirmative action "skill" players like Doug Baldwin, Golden Tate, Sidney Rice, etc.
Tebow continues to be humiliated, relegated to blocking for punts. Every member of the Colts' defense should be immediately fired, for allowing the league's most horrific RB, Shonn Greene, to look like a HOFer. How did Luck look so great last game, and then put up this kind of stinker against a Jets' defense that had been suspect the entire season?
Then we have the situation in Minnesota. Rotoworld informs us that Adrian Peterson was limping throughout much of the game. So, of course, Toby Gerhart is given all of ONE carry. We also learn Toby wasn't even being used on 3rd downs. I guess that was because Peterson was hurt, and the Vikings therefore logically wanted to decrease Toby's already light workload. Again, if there was any justice in this world, or such a thing as karma, it would have bitten the virulently anti-white Peterson and his thug coach in the butt by now. But no, Peterson continues on perfectly well, almost a scientific miracle as he celebrates his record-setting recovery. Meanwhile, our boy Toby grows older, and probably even less confident.
The only defense in this criminal league that is relatively white friendly-the Texans-was torn to shreds tonight, at home, by a Packers offense that has been struggling all year. Wonder what turned it around for the Packers? Well, going to Jordy Nelson certainly helped, but I'm wondering if perhaps they weren't inspired by all those uncustomary white faces on the defensive side of the ball.
With career criminal Bernard Scott injured, some thought that Brian Leonard's miniscule role would be increased. Wrong. ONE catch for Leonard today, and zero carries. In fact, he appears to have lost his third down role (a curious designation for a back that never seeme to get thrown to on those third downs) to the legendary Cedric Peerman, who somehow rolled up 76 recieving yards today. How can it be any bleaker here? How many black men would have to be incapacitated for Leonard to get a real chance at some touches?
If any of you can figure out how to make money from these games, please enlighten the rest of us. Why anyone gambles on them is beyond me. Suicide pools, that pick a weekly winner, can only be won with fantastic, completely random luck. Your average preschooler has a better chance of getting weekly picks right than any hardened fan who studies up, follow stats and bets logically. And that's the way the NFL wants it.
Everything about this league is corrupt.
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