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Hey guys, this is not a dis thread.
I wanted to tell the tell of the before-time, because you have to tell them that's birthed after...
Sirrously, I'm old enough to vaguely remember some Italian names for the 60s, Parilli, Capoletti (sp?)
Then I remembers the 70s... there were stars. Jim Plunkett - he was going to lead us to the SB, then somehow we traded him. Sam "Bam" Cunningham. I remembers how I moved to Virginia, and they broked my heart, re-naming the team "New England" instead of "Boston..." For some reason, I thought they had to be Boston... but I adjusted...
Then I remembers the mid-70s, when we was supposed to be the next big thing every year, and damn well woulda been, if it wasn't for them cheatin' Raidahs... I remember Jack Hateum takin' out Darryl Stingley too... I remember Grogan's Heroes, and Randy Vataha and Russ Francis... All them years we shoulda woulda coulda won more playoff games and gone to the Super Bowl...
Then I remembers the 80s, and my "Berry the Bears" shirt and the "Squish the Fish" rally, that I was in Boston during (but didn't actually attend... boo hoo...) And then the crushing defeat in the Super Bowl...
Then in the 90s, it seemed we'd go on the regular, every ten years! And this time it was an actual game, if it wasn't for that damn Desmond Howard...
And then I remembers thinking in a bar in downtown DC in early 2002, we won't hold on, it won't be for real... and I remember them teein' up that Vinatieri kick... and I remember thinking, "Oh my God. The culmination of my fan life! All the suffering was worth it..."
Then the immediate thought: What if we're the next dynasty? Even the next mini-dynasty, like the Rams or the Broncos????
Then 2002 telled me we was back to Earth, then 03-04 made it real again - and we was a dynasty!
And in the 2010s we're back for more... we're another dynasty, but the same.
This one's not in the bag, and this post might be better after the Super Bowl than now, before it.
But we're the most blessed football fans on the planet, and that's my tell, countin' all the lean years from the beforetimes. I left out **** MacPherson's hugs and Al Groh's shovel and a coach making his New York plans before he won anything worth mentioning, and another coach resigning on a napkin and Robert Edwards on a beach in Hawaii, and a whole lot of other stuff.
So you millennial Patsfans, you has your own tell, starting in these glorious years. Some of you will leave when the beforetimes comes back again, because they'll come back again... but those of you that stays, remember these days and tell the tell when the glory comes back again.
You that keeps standin' with us, even if you just pass the torch by tellin' the tell until them that's birthed after see these times come again.
Then again, you might still be watching Brady til you're 50
WIN DAT SILVER FOOTBALL,
irrationally exuberant,
PFnV
I wanted to tell the tell of the before-time, because you have to tell them that's birthed after...
Sirrously, I'm old enough to vaguely remember some Italian names for the 60s, Parilli, Capoletti (sp?)
Then I remembers the 70s... there were stars. Jim Plunkett - he was going to lead us to the SB, then somehow we traded him. Sam "Bam" Cunningham. I remembers how I moved to Virginia, and they broked my heart, re-naming the team "New England" instead of "Boston..." For some reason, I thought they had to be Boston... but I adjusted...
Then I remembers the mid-70s, when we was supposed to be the next big thing every year, and damn well woulda been, if it wasn't for them cheatin' Raidahs... I remember Jack Hateum takin' out Darryl Stingley too... I remember Grogan's Heroes, and Randy Vataha and Russ Francis... All them years we shoulda woulda coulda won more playoff games and gone to the Super Bowl...
Then I remembers the 80s, and my "Berry the Bears" shirt and the "Squish the Fish" rally, that I was in Boston during (but didn't actually attend... boo hoo...) And then the crushing defeat in the Super Bowl...
Then in the 90s, it seemed we'd go on the regular, every ten years! And this time it was an actual game, if it wasn't for that damn Desmond Howard...
And then I remembers thinking in a bar in downtown DC in early 2002, we won't hold on, it won't be for real... and I remember them teein' up that Vinatieri kick... and I remember thinking, "Oh my God. The culmination of my fan life! All the suffering was worth it..."
Then the immediate thought: What if we're the next dynasty? Even the next mini-dynasty, like the Rams or the Broncos????
Then 2002 telled me we was back to Earth, then 03-04 made it real again - and we was a dynasty!
And in the 2010s we're back for more... we're another dynasty, but the same.
This one's not in the bag, and this post might be better after the Super Bowl than now, before it.
But we're the most blessed football fans on the planet, and that's my tell, countin' all the lean years from the beforetimes. I left out **** MacPherson's hugs and Al Groh's shovel and a coach making his New York plans before he won anything worth mentioning, and another coach resigning on a napkin and Robert Edwards on a beach in Hawaii, and a whole lot of other stuff.
So you millennial Patsfans, you has your own tell, starting in these glorious years. Some of you will leave when the beforetimes comes back again, because they'll come back again... but those of you that stays, remember these days and tell the tell when the glory comes back again.
You that keeps standin' with us, even if you just pass the torch by tellin' the tell until them that's birthed after see these times come again.
Then again, you might still be watching Brady til you're 50
WIN DAT SILVER FOOTBALL,
irrationally exuberant,
PFnV
