SUPER BOWL LII PRAYER (After The Fugs)

Long Live the '69 Chiefs!

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[Editor’s note, from Ken Silverstein: I am boycotting the Super Bowl because the Saints and Chiefs were clearly fucked by the refs in the NFC and AFC championship games. Washington Babylon will have more on this in a story in the upcoming days. And by the way, for those of you who don’t like sports — and I love football, soccer, especially Brazilian and basketball, among others — sports is an extremely political topic. Again, more on that soon.]

In the name of the sacred rituals of passing, punting, and kicking, we call upon the ‎Gods of the gridiron and paydirt to answer this most urgent prayer, in the names of Norm Van Brocklin, Dick Night Train Lane, and Ollie Matson.

In the names of Roman Gabriel, Jack Youngblood, and Hacksaw Reynolds. In the names of Deacon Jones, Merlin Olson, and Coy Bacon. In the names of Fred Dryer, Marlin McKeever, and Dave Elmendorf. In the names of Vince Ferragamo, Pat Haden, and Billy Waddy.

In the names of Lance Rentzel, Jack Snow, and Billy Truax. In the names of George Allen, Tommy Prothro, and Ray Malavasi‎. And we also call upon Willie Lanier, Buck Buchanan, Curley Culp, Otis Taylor, Elmo Wright, High Priest Ed Podolak and the holy Super Bowl-winning spirit of the entire 1969 Kansas City Chiefs to strike down upon the Patriots with furious anger and revenge.

Lose, Boston Patriots, Lose!

Play like you’re in Harvard Stadium again

Lose, Boston Patriots, Lose!

Strap on your hiking minuteman helmets

Lose, Boston Patriots, Lose!

Remember 2 wins and 12 losses

Lose, Boston Patriots, Lose!

Lose, Boston Patriots, Lose!

Lose, Boston Patriots, Lose!

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