When you’re not Legit…You eat Bird Shit

February 3, 2014

February 2, 2014

I went back and forth on whether I wanted to write a blog about this game. In the end I decided to do it because I need to get this out of my system.

The last time I remember being this upset over any professional sports anything was when the Rockies attended the World Series in 2007 and decided not to show up. That is exactly how I felt about Superbowl XLVIII. The Broncos may have been wearing their orange home jerseys but I didn’t recognize anyone on that field in New Jersey.

I can’t even begin to tell you how kerfuffled I am right now. Before the game began I was chatting with my wife about the Superbowl being in Arizona next year and  Peyton Manning had agreed to play another season. We discussed how close Arizona is and how cool it would be if the Broncos were in the Superbowl next year and the possibility of actually attending the Superbowl if a lot of things fell into place.

Now I’m confident I wouldn’t make that trip to Arizona.

Ask the Broncos fans flying home who attended the game yesterday how they’re feeling and see how confident they are in ole Peyton’s post-season performance now and going forward. I’ll tell you what, that has got to be one depressing flight home. These Broncos fans probably spent upwards of  5 or 6 grand a piece and it wasn’t even a good game. In my opinion this was the worst Superbowl I’ve ever watched.

Even the commercials were extremely lame compared to previous years. An entire year to work on those commercials you’d think they could come up with some funnier stuff.

Way to go Joe…He’s the man, but I can’t believe they still let him attend Superbowl’s loaded. Don’t you love the way he flipped the coin before heads or tails was called? That’s a flip fail.

The game pretty much went downhill from this point…The first play.

Props to the mighty Seahawks. They were everything some arrogant fans said they were and more. They DOMINATED this entire game. I’ve never seen a team make the great P-F-M look more like an aging chump than the Seahawks did last night. What I needed to see was a tight game. I needed to see the Seahawks under pressure.

I needed to see the Seahawks defense scramble to adjust to Manning’s last-minute changes at the line.

I needed to see Knowshon Moreno having the game of his life.

I needed to see my man Pot Roast serving up some dinner.

I needed to see Champ Bailey seize this opportunity. You know,.. 15 years in the league and this being his first Superbowl and all.

I saw none of that, not even an onside kick after the half? Sometimes I wish John Fox had a pair. It’s the Superbowl and you go big or you go home a loser. Words can barely convey how disappointed I am in my team.

As I mentioned earlier, I’m not sure what I was watching but it didn’t look like the same Broncos team that I’ve seen breaking NFL records all season long. Now we get to start over which I find extremely depressing because even if the Broncos go 16-0 in next years regular season….

I have absolutely no faith that Manning can win the big game.

That folks,…just sucks…Think about it.

I’ve never heard of Bruno Mars before but I’ve been listening to the Red Hot Chili Peppers since the 80’s.

Again props to the Seattle Seahawks..Superbowl XLVIII Champions.

I’m “D” the Ranter…Always a Broncos fan.

Futures not so bright and bird shit ain’t right.

Written by RANTER Posted in Ranter's Blog Entries Tagged with Denver Broncos, Eric Decker, Knowshon Moreno, Peyton Manning, Seattle Seahawks, Superbowl XLVIII, Terrance Knighton, Wes Welker