These delusional motherfuckers have been living in 1979 for the last 25+ years, thinking they're the greatest team on the planet fucking earth every godamn year and the greatest franchise in the history of the NFL.
Which guaran-fucking-tees you that, unlike any other fan with a half a conscience who's waited so long to win the big one, they'll have no problem whatsoever with the way they were handed this motherfucker tonight, because enclosed in those Appy-fucking-lachuns breathing nothing but their own stank ass breath and fucking nothing but their stank ass kin, who the fuck is going to tell them otherwise? It doesn't matter how you win it all, if you're the greatest team on the planet and deserve it every year anyway, right?
This is so much fucking worse than the Baltimore SB win, because even though I hate the Ravens more, I never had to deal with their ignorant motherfucking fans firsthand. That's just going to be a fucking ball, lemme tell you what. I'm making it my personal crusade to go Skip MFing Bayless on their fucking asses every godamn second I'm in their presence. Let's see...
1) Darrell Jackson TD!!! Oh no, we're sorry DJ, but you brushed up against a Stiller defender and despite the trend in the league to allow exactly that for God knows how many fucking years now we just can't have that....tonight.
2) #35, we're terribly sorry, but tonight when you have the defender engaged inside the shoulder pads, that's going to be a hold, so you might want to keep that in mind for the rest of the night. Guess I should have maybe mentioned that before it cost your team 30 yards. My bad.
3) Halfway down the line of scrimmage about to spot the ball on the one inch-line, I said to myself, "Fuck me! What the hell am I doing? That's Neil O'Fucking-Roethlisberger. He dragged the ball into the endzone after he'd been down for a half an hour. Sure, that's a TD."
4) This year it will be a penalty to drag a player down from behind by the back of the shoulder pads...unless of course the players in question happen to be a Stiller defender and Shaun Alexander on Super Bowl Sunday.
5) The Super Motherfucking Tri-Fecta. First, the no-call on what sure as hell looked to me like two Stiller defenders crossing the line of scrimamge early. Second, the bullshit holding call that negated a completion down to the one fucking yard line. Third, the next play, which is just the fucking laugher of the night Matt Hasselbeck's low tackle call.
Rock Mother Fucking Bottom, ladies and gents.



