Sunday, December 15, 2013

"Out D-I-V-O-R-C-E Became Final Today...."


That's it. I tried. Can't do it. I throw up in my throat watching these drag queens. I'm done. Through. Period.

After nearly almost 30 years, I am officially and irrevocably done with the Miami Dolphins. Scraping them off the bottom of my shoe. I don't care now if they ever  win a Super Bowl, in fact I hope to Hell they lose every game from here on into the 23rd Century. I was actually rooting for Tom Brady today to stick it in the Dolphins' throat. I wish he had. 

That's how I know I'm done. As Tammy Wynette once crooned "it's over." And yes, it's final.

I am sick of their clueless retard big eared moron demon possessed owner Steven Ross, their foul mouthed ego-maniacal idiot general manager Jeff Ireland, their corn-pone hayseed Aggie bumpkin dunce twin Tannehill and Sherman, an clearly not last but most obvious are those freaking hideous Elton John inspired daisy-fairy sugar-in-the-britches uniforms and logo...the single worst logo throughout all sports human history; that gay as hell, twinkie piece of rancid detritus that the Stooge Ross inflicted on loyal Miami fans. My football pride can't take it anymore.

This is not the organization that spawned the legends of Shula, Csonka, Griese, Warfield, Kuechenberg, Kiick, Buoniconti, Little, Scott, Stephenson, Bokamper, Offerdahl, Sims, Duper, Clayton and the incredible Dan Marino. No, this organization is a pathetic derelict, a rotting corpse pretending to a throne it can't possibly deserve, a hip-hop wannabe joke masquerading as a contingent of men while posing for a selfie.

Mr. Ross, you have no sense of tradition and you have about as much football sense as the average anencephalic newborn. You have destroyed everything that franchise ever stood for and perverted it into an embarrassing laughingstock that makes me wish Jerry Jones was M
iami's owner. You and your rainbow flag football playing organization are invited to go straight to Hell.

I am done with this sorry butter bean freak show, at least until this circus of 40-watt, slack jawed, goober droolers have been consumed and forgotten by football history. And that filthy logo goes burning down with them.

The Green Bay Packers have been officially restored as my #1 team, since they held that place from the time I was about 10 to my late teens/early 20's. They may not win it all, and they may even miss the playoffs. So what. Green Bay clearly cares about pride, tradition, respect of its fans and there is a deep understanding of football there. And frankly, the display of class by the Packers organization is inarguable.

The Green Bay Packers are everything the Miami Dolphins aren't and never will be. Here's your kiss off, Mr. Ross, you self-aggrandizing, money lusting, hammer head.

Oh. And I almost forgot....



GO PACK GO!!



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