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  • And lo, Manningus urged his men to the line, for the time was nigh. And he did declare "OMAHA!" with the sound and fury of a thousand trumpets, designating Adalius Thomas...us... as the fire linebacker. Thusly, the ball was snapped, and on came the wicked Adalius, and Jehova, Manningus Almighty was but sacked, though with a gnarly second effort, he did escape the grip of spiteful destruction, set his feet, and whipped his high hard one, as a phoenix returning to genesis.

    It was descended from above, that, in his righteous glory, Tyreeus lept, but a great distance and did snatch the oblong projectile. And it was good. Thusly, Smithus did use good field presence to smite His way out of bounds, and did too, get a Down of the First. And still, it was good.
     
    And on the winged feet of Apollo, Plaxicus did lay a sick-nasty cut on Hobbsus. And the projectile did float into the hands of the Good, hurled from the MVP. And the final rung true: 17-14, in favor of the descendants of the city of York, of the Continent of Perfidious Minor.
     
    And in the land of the Sox, there was great weeping and gnashing of teeth, as the wicked had been rightfully smitten in the eyes of Tom Coughlin. And still it was better. And there was great joyance in the tri-state area, because the f**king giants just f**king won the f**king Super Bowl over the New F**k England s**t f**k Patriots f**k.


    And it was further decreed, to Bradyus directly: "Eat it, bitch."

    --That the book, Elisha 17:14


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