What? Kicking a man when he's down? Must I remind you we're talking about the Super Bowl III champions???
Come on you wusses. If you have problems with kicking the JEST when they're down, when can you kick them?
Plus, look at all the can't-miss QBs that are better than Brady every was that the JEST have promoted as their messiah, just in the Brady era... Noodle-arm, Lord Farvrevrah, Sanchize... and their coaching staff?! Ridiculous. Mangenius. Sexy Rexy. These guys are a farce to be reckoned with.
With apologies to the Bard... I give you this exhortation to the common fan whose hate for the JESTS wears thin - especially ye secret JESTS fans - for opening day...
REXWHOREFAN. O that we had at Foxborough
But one ten thousand of those men in New England
That dump on the JESTS to-day!
FAN. What's he that wishes so?
Some guy on Patsfans? No, my fair cousin;
The Jests are mark'd to suck, we are enow
To make noise at the game; and if not live,
The fewer who mock the Jests, the greater honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one fan more.
By Bill, I covet still the roster talk,
And care for contract talks and salary cost;
It yearns me whether white or blue we wear,
And further rings dwell first in my desires.
But if it be a sin to say the Jests suck,
I am the most offending soul alive.
Nor, faith, wish one more mock them from New England.
By Namath's myth, I would not lose so great an honour
As one fan more methinks would share from me
To mock the false hopes of the Jests. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it that they suck, and from these posts,
Let he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And rings for Brady only shall he talk;
We would not post in that fan's company
That fears his fellowship to say "Jests Suck" with us.
This day is call'd the Opening Day of '12.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him when we talk of Opening Day.
He that shall win this day, and playoffs make,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Opening Day.'
Then will he skip from game to game and show the Jests,
And say 'They sucked as soon as Opening Day.'
Jests fans forget; off-season be forgot,
But we'll remember, with advantages,
How bad they suck that day. Then shall Pats' names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Brady the King, Hernandez, Gronkowski,
Welker and Wilfork, Ninkovich, Gostkowski -
Be in Jests fans' flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good fan teach his son;
And off-season's end shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that mocks the Jests with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in New England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their fanhoods cheap whiles any speaks
Of how the JESTS still SUCK each Opening Day.