F**k The Denver Broncos And The NFL

Three posts on a Sunday is very out of the ordinary, but I am so unbelievably pissed today that I had to share this f**king bulls**t. The NFL is still dead to me, and now I sincerely hope the entire league dies a slow, painful death.

This from someone who spent most of his life rooting for the Denver Broncos.

The National Football League is about to find out whether suggesting that a huge portion of its fan base may be racists is a successful marketing strategy.

It’ll be successful, because most American sports fans are sheep. Hell, most of my division lines up in front of the TV for every Eagles game, even after they trashed Philly cops again and again.

Eventually, the NFL found a way back to sanity after alienating millions of loyal fans but is once again surrendering control to the mob that is shaking its angry clenched fist at America.

And leading the way is the Denver Broncos with nearly the entire team turning out to Saturday’s anti-Trump protests in the Mile High City wearing black shirts with the slogan ‘If you ain’t with us, you against us’ which is hardly an endorsement of the reasonable debate needed at this time of unprecedented unrest.

First of all, nice grammar; I thought you assholes went to college. Second, I’m against you, and will be against you for the rest of my life. If alienating half the country is your recipe for success – since you haven’t made the playoffs since 2015 – good luck with that.

As for me, I am seriously considering tossing all my John Elway memorabilia into the fire pit. F**k him and f**k that team.

P.S. – I sincerely hope your plane goes down and you all DIAF.

Champions!

Denver Broncos Super Bowl 50 Champions

The Denver Broncos – my favorite football team – won their third Super Bowl tonight, ending a seventeen-year title drought. Defense ruled the day, Von Miller was named MVP, and I am probably too excited to go to bed – which may be a problem because I need to be up for work in six hours.

Congratulations, Broncos Nation!

Nuts To You

Walnuts

For those of you not in the know, the Denver Broncos – my all-time favorite football team – defeated the New England Patriots this weekend to earn a trip to Super Bowl 50. The Broncos’ defense ruled the day, and the sacks were plentiful.

Monday Morning Quarterback’s Robert Klemko took a deeper dive into how Denver was able to dominate the line of scrimmage and leave Brady bruised and battered after the game, but one quote in particular from an unnamed Denver player stood out above the rest.

To the three or four rushers the Denver Broncos sent careening towards Tom Brady on any given down, the five men standing in front of them might as well have been rec league hoopers taking on the Golden State Warriors. Sebastian Vollmer, Marcus Cannon and company were deserving of no more respect than a quick step to the inside and a sprint around the corner. And the quarterback was subject to all manner of indignity in a 20-18 loss.

“I tried to lay on him a few times,” said one Broncos rusher after the game. “I tried to rub my nuts on his face.”

Usually you have to pay a little extra for that kind of action, but hey, mazel tov!