Don't let this distract you from the fact that In 1966, Al Bundy scored four touchdowns in a single game while playing for the Polk High School Panthers in the 1966 city championship game versus Andrew Johnson High, including the game-winning touchdown in the final seconds against his old nemesis, Bubba "Spare Tire" Dixon
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Has anyone in this country figured out that the National Football League's 'draft' system is a slave auction? The Cheesehead's of Green Bay, Wisconsin haven't. They are expected an economic boom to their city hosting such an event soon. Isn't his against our grain as freedom loving Americans? Ahh, who am I kidding? We love it.
"The black is a better athlete to begin with, because he's been bred to be that way. Because of his high thighs and big thighs that goes up into his back. And they can jump higher and run faster because of their bigger thighs. And he's bred to be the better athlete because this goes back all the way to the Civil War, when, during the slave trading, the big, the owner, the slave owner would breed his big black to his big woman so that he could have uh big black kid, see. That's where it all started!"
- Jimmy the Greek, truthful unemployed sports analyst
An individual that is the best athlete in that year's stock is compelled to play with the worst team of the year before. Isn't that a bit demeaning? All the work to be the best, the No. 1, and you must play with a group of losers? John Elway didn't think so. Hockey's Eric Lindros had 21 players traded on his behalf to avoid it. Baseball's Curt Flood, a true hero in this regard, wasn't going to be traded from the best team in the league to the worst. Why should he put up with such disrespect? You are excellent in what you do, and they still don't want you? A man with a backbone would not tolerate such treatment.
Would you tolerate your employer trading you to the company's competitor? Why did they hire you? One has to realize that there is not competition at all, everything is show and arranged. Saying that, I know, that most wage slaves would pick up their tool bag or attaché case and head over to the new plantation. Work is work.
Stunted development and lack of maturity creates the professional sports fan. In my pre-pubescent time, I was a huge fan of Dick the Bruiser and his cousin, the Crusher. Friends and family eventually convinced me wrestling was fake, a drama, an exhibition, a show. I came around and realized we are in the Wrestling Age. Like the Featles told us, Nothing Is Real. Teams don't play to win. Teams play to fill the Stadium. If you spend your hard-earned money or precious time to watch High Priced Slaves (the title of Flood's book), life is passing you by.
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The greatest showmen, ever
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