OK, now I know you’re scum! 
But seriously, let us Patriots fans have a few years in the sun. Do you have any idea how pitiful the Patriots were for years and years and years? They were the original Cincinnatti Bungles.
(Although I understand why it would get annoying for you to hear about how incredibly awesome they are, since they are so incredibly awesome it’s hard for the media not to talk about how incredibly awesome they are.)
Ooh! I’m going to the Leafs game, too! We shouldtotally meet up afterwards, and talk nasty things about the people who turn out to be scum.
Odd. That’s not the case here.
Are you going to the Florida game on Nov 3rd? It’s not a school night, and I can stay out longer [del]drinking[/del] talking about scum. If not, I’ll totally meet up after the Leafs game. What section are you going to be in?
Oh, PLEASE PLEASE don’t get me started. This isn’t like playing with fire… it’s like playing with the entire world’s stock pile of nuclear weapons. If my hatred for the Patriots were made of material, it would have the density of the initial singularity of the universe at the moment of the Big Bang, and the size of the modern day Universe. If my spite for the Patriots were a number, it would require more digits than could be recorded if you had a byte for every atom in the universe.
The most horrifyingly depressing moment in my life was watching them play Dallas, and to find myself, a Redskins fan, actually slightly cheering for Dallas. It’s like rooting for Saddam Hussein over Adolf Hitler… it makes me physically ill just thinking about it. Of course, I was hoping someone accidently filled the football with hydrgen, and it was ignited by a fluke spark from a neck-shattering collision. which would decimate all of the players on the field spraying bits of burning flesh hit into the stand onto the audience.
Satan lives among us. He has possessed the body of… Bill Parcels, and Bill Belichick sold his soul to him. He’s like a frail, cut-off-hoodied, soulless banshee. His mere presence on the telvesion absorbs small parts of my soul, which he devours for his dark master. And Tom Brady… my eyes burn like I’ve just spent 6 hours glaring at the mid-day sun in Libya with my eyelids taped to my forehead. At the mention of their names, my ears bleed as if I’d just attended a Manowar concert and JFK airport. Their mere existence makes virile men impotent, fertile women barren, and children cry like the collective souls of the damned.
Boston… I can’t even imagine the horrors of being in such close proximity to them. I cannot even bare the thought of even having a lay-over in Boston. If I felt nauseous in Denver (the third worst team ever, behind New England and Dallas) on a one hour lay over… I can only imagine a constant state of evisercation via vomiting. One of my best friends lived there for four years… I could never bring myself to visit.
Urm…anyway, I think you get the idea. I would go on, but to fully express the depths of my enmity for the Patriots, it would overwhelm the boards.
NETA: No offense to you two, though. 
None taken. 
Tom Brady Tom Brady Tom Brady
So… you agree with this sportswriter’s assessment?
(WARNING: Leads to ESPN site)
Bill Belichek is obviously the back-up necromancer in this game. How else do you explain the Pats’ linebacking corps(e)?
Sigh. More sports. Do I have to start making out with HazelNutCoffee?
I think you know the answer to that!
Check him for fangs, while you’re at it.
Yup. I think he’s got it. 
With a bit more practice, he could even pass for a real football supporter (soccer for those who don’t know any better).
I am a she, thankyouverymuch.
I think **Diomedes ** is asking you to check out Zoggie for fangs.
Feel free to accept/decline.
Will this involve tongues?
That probably depends on how much more sport we keep talking about.
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So, Santos Rugger, did you watch much of the RWC 2007? Or are you a league fan instead?
And as for a Rugger Mafia game, as long as the Ozzies and the AB’s are scum, I have no problems with the game.
All Blacks would make an excellent name for a group of conspiring thugs, wouldn’t it? Especially with that mysterious look feather.
Okay, then check her for fangs! And while you’re at it, you can check each other for gender, as well. I think we’ve got a kiddie pool full of chocolate pudding somewhere around here, too…
My eyes, they burn!
Very nice writing… could show more overt disgust and vitriol, but over-all, pulitzer worthy.
I assure you, between my hatred of the Patriots, and my friend’s hatred of the Packers (which I don’t quite get)–at one point he was actually systematically researching hexes and curses to try to get their players injured–we would put any but the most rabid soccer fans to complete shame.
For the record, my hatred of the Patriots has existed for years… long before all this multiple superbowl, whining, moaning, cheating, poor-sportsmanship stuff… it only makes it more obvious that they are well deserving of any scrap of animosity that can be thrown their way.