New Orleans at Indianapolis
IND: Crawfish.
NWO: Insect.
"Black Gold" and a white town --- "black gold" is a central issue in Taiwan, it's the term used for "drug and sex related urban unrest". Block parties are great, but there is nothing quite like opening a new factory to make the people happy. The New Orleans District Attorney went to my school, I have been reading about the city in my alumni magazine, it says that "monunental changes are taking place". Laissez bon temps roulez. 2007's New Orleans is a young team in terms of its current incarnation.
Result: Indy 41 NWO 10
New England at New York Jets
NYJ: Mao money, mao money!
NWE: Calm down.
NYJ: Okay, Plankton, what is up?
NWE: I've just washed these blankets.
NYJ: Blankets? Of what?
NWE: Never mind. Mets suck.
NYJ: Right. Pats suck too.
NWE: How about we...
NYJ: We what?
NWE: Meet on Sunday.
NYJ: That's nice, Plankton.
NWE: You jerk
Sometimes, being a successful Manhattanite involves loading up a lot of attitude into one's ego, dumping it into one's psyche and then unloading all day the most interesting talk soup all the while taking each turn in the conversation to redefine oneself as being more and more beyond the shadow of suspicion of political incorrectness than one was a moment before. It's a process. Of course, "being politically correct" is a shallow term compared to the actual task of sorting through the thoughtful junk and debris that occupy our political talkspace. Let's be careful out there!
NYC sucks up so much attention and bandwidth, especially due to its position as home of the communications industry, that it seems ridiculous sometimes to even try to define oneself as a worth-it person if one is from a different town or area. Or country. The bigggest issue by far facing us in the Western world is the aftermath of the Holocaust and World War 2, meaning a lot of grief and angst that it sometimes pays to nap through. Napping is not a New York method in the first place, and avoiding lots of LA-NY prime time tv is a healthy, sane way to organize one's thoughts. This line of reasoning may not make sense to a yuppie. So be it. The point is that New York needs assistance with its deeply caffeinated witty life, and now you've got the Jets at a disadvantage, because according to The Art of War and Machiavelli, once one decides to provide fake assistance to the enemy, in this case the Jets, the psychological battle is won. Since everybody in America watches TV, this concept is in play not only against New York but against any team that eats a lot of food at the media buffet.
Staleness and cliche are a huge problem for media gluttons on both sides of the camera, so it pays to say things that aren't interesting, like "That's great" and "You got it". To city people and media people who are up to their necks in sorting through mountains of valid viewpoints and empty rhetoric, it works like an aspirin, and at that point one is not only cleverly trying to fake-rescue people from a media migraine, one is also getting the job done by actually feeding them some pain relief. It may seem like I have spent a lot of time thinking about this, but this philosophy is drastically underdeveloped as presented here. It sounds ridiculous to boot.
Tennessee at Jacksonville
Chicago at San Diego
SDG: That's a big bag of rice.
CHI: ty
SDG: How about some chicken w/that rice?
CHI: Comin' at you.
SDG: Mm delicious. What kind of chicken is this?
CHI: Dis chicken?
SDG: Yeah, dis chicken.
CHI: You talking about dis chicken?
SDG: Screw you.
CHI: LOL
With the exception of the free-standing simplified gold radical in the NWO crayfish, "Mao Money" on the Jets side and the partial "6 soap" on the NWE side, all words used in these plates are actual words. As far as dialog is concerned, I don't have an 11 year old son, but if I did, that's what he would write.
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