Friends Look Out For Friends

Each one of us has a fanaticism for our respective team and it spans a most diverse Arc....you have your casual viewers and your Authentic Jersey Purchasers....there's those who comment on UT articles and sports blogs and those who queue up to say their piece on the radio....and let us not forget the face and body painters who I find myself guilty of sitting in judgement of from time to time.

I'd be remiss if I did not mention those who actually run their own blogs...those people are complete freaks!

We ALL give a crap to varying extents and none of us should judge one another as to the quirkiness of our fanaticism....unless you are this Giants fan below. The previous post provided a link to Kissing Suzy Kolber where the fan footage was initially found....it must be preserved for posterity here at The "WHTNEP" San Diego Sports Fan Collective...

Friends Look out For Friends so please kick me in the balls if you ever see ANYTHING close to that guy's behavior out of me. I in turn will kick you in the balls and give you a flying knee to the chin as you keel over in pain....

fanatic |fəˈnatik|
noun
a person filled with excessive and single-minded zeal, esp. for an extreme religious or political cause. See note at zealot .
• [often with adj. ] informal a person with an obsessive interest in and enthusiasm for something, esp. an activity : a fitness fanatic.
adjective [ attrib. ]
filled with or expressing excessive zeal : his fanatic energy.

DERIVATIVES
fanaticism |fəˈnatəˌsizəm| |fəˈnødəˈsɪzəm| |-tɪsɪz(ə)m| noun
fanaticize |fəˈnatəˌsīz| |fəˈnødəˈsaɪz| |-tɪsʌɪz| verb

ORIGIN mid 16th cent. (as an adjective): from French fanatique or Latin fanaticus ‘of a temple, inspired by a god,’ from fanum ‘temple.’ The adjective originally described behavior or speech that might result from possession by a god or demon, hence the earliest sense of the noun [a religious maniac] (mid 17th cent.).

Excessive fanaticism should be met with a swift kick in the nutz! Nothing better than a little perspective provided by one of the most viewed YouTube videos out there...

Punter Abroad: Soaking in The Meadowlands

It's all about the style. Where have I been? Well, it has not been on tour with my musical constituency..... It HAS not been protecting elves as they make their misguided Christmas deposits.. It has been a lot closer to snow.. a lot farther from rain, and unfortunately a few degrees colder then the San Diego I have come to know, love, embrace and infuse into all I say and do Brah....

You gotta go down Bra!

That being said, we who have immigrated still have things to say as to football elsewhere in the country. It runs in our newly transfused Charger blue blood to support the Bolts, yet as the great Patrick Henry once said.... "Give me home town football, or give me death."

Liberty my good man, Liberty! And I am a Virginia Man, no supporter of Northern Causes! I throw my support behind our team...the Redskins! Wait...what?...that's not right is it?

For this still reigning (?) ombudsman, that would be the pretzel smelling, Rockefeller having, worse traffic than LA (no arguments, period, end of story... you frickin guy..), Katz's deli sporting, better bundle up at this time of year,TRI-state area. So therefore, I'll let you know, I will be heading to the soon to be "Ye Olde Giants Stadium" to cheer on your Super Bowl champion New York Giants. This game will be three things:

1) Versus the Carolina Panthers
- I am not scared of many men. This is healthy. However, Steve Smith scares the crap out of me.

2) HUGE
-Implications on the NFC playoff picture are as big as the caps I used above. Had the G men showed up for their competition against America's Dallas Cowboys, we wouldn't be having this conversation. Hopefully John Harbaugh's Revamped Rampaging Raging Raven's will Rock Romo. (and they did)

3) COLD
- I bought thermal under pants today. These should help to keep the blood pumping. Hypothermia is a massive risk... Something we do not worry about in San D.

Wish us luck if you would like. If you are not feeling very for Big Blue, I would like to point out that up until a few years ago, I felt the same on Sunday's as you all must be feeling now. I would say to myself...

"Self, I really want to watch the game, but will the frustration built up be worth the four hours which could be spent meditating to gain peace of mind. We love Tiki but my gosh, why can't we win a damn game."

Then much as Bean Town let go of NO MAh, we finally got rid of the better looking Barber brother and won us a cham peen ship. I hope one day one of your one hit wonders will walk away from the Bolts and your team will congeal with the efficiency of our back east champions.

Until then, know that this two headed fan will remember the Ghost of Christmas G-Men seasons past. When we couldn't ring the salvation army bell hard enough to buy a win. It will get better. Stay true to the cause, follow our fearless Chief and continue to Avenge, my fellow Avengers. One day, your own Eli may surface after many awful years of solemn Sundays...but until then, please help me to embrace the frigging bitter cold through thought and prayer. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a warm night.

Final resting place of many a good Italian

Blessings,

4TH and LONG