Seduction of NFL Films, Appeal of L.A. Rams 60’s, 70’s, dodging legacy of sports-fan cuckoldry

Posted by DanielS on Wednesday, 11 May 2016 18:57.

Kermit Alexander’s punt return for nearly a touchdown suddenly crystallized several factors of my burgeoning masculine identity (I was only 9) and bonded it strongly with the Los Angeles Rams in a moment on Monday Night, October 26th 1970.

I was not completely oblivious to the fact that he was black nor even entirely without trepidation for the long term implications of siding with blacks - just a few years before it was Malcolm X who said that blacks were going to rule me, which of course I did not want - there were the black riots which burned Newark and killed some dozens in 1967; and there were the “chocolate nurses”, whom I naturally did not identify with, and did not like, but surrounded me in the hospital when I was admitted for my tonsillectomy.

Oh, perhaps I exaggerate the exhilaration, elation and importance of this moment of Monday Night Football, under the spotlights which gleamed off the Rams and Vikings cool, streaking helmets, but I think not - even though it was but one moment and episode among a mass of factors which would misguide me for a few teenage years into mis-identification. I was devastated that the Rams were stopped in that episode on the goal line against the Vikings - The Vikings, who had been to the prior Super Bowl. But I was now hopeful and determined that “we” could play with them - and furious that my parents made me go to bed; miserable to wake up to find the Rams lost.

The Vietnam war, where men were expected to die, feminism, that blamed men for everything, my family’s communicologial craziness and what was already society’s (((the media and academia’s))) anti-White prohibition against White identity, its crowning of blacks as what we now call the “untouchables” and Jews as taboo to even wonder about, let alone criticize.. some context and quite difficult for a boy hard programmed to like girls: yeah, I was starting to like girls, but of course not wanting to be deterministically beholden, at this point, to this situation - with all this context going against my identity and the need by contrast to identify with people who were on my side and who’d fight hard; given the hostility of my family and society, I needed some socially sanctioned identity, on my side, with those who’d fight.

NFL Films were a significant part of constructing a riveting identity, i.e., my entrancement into undue sports rooting in my teenage years.

Jack Snow sprinting for a touchdown in N.F.L. Films

Lets continue with the topic of sportsfanship, how we might illustrate and redirect the illusionary escape of illusionary observational objectivity and diversionary identity. It’s an important matter, leading to a cuckold identity if, as a habit, not broken (thankfully, I did).

Furthermore, by examining the romanticizing and compelling role that NFL Films play in identity creation, we might be able to take a few of its ideas for the building of our own identity creation.

Let’s examine the films then and a little more of what could lure one into sports enthusiasm during teen years and beyond. It is a fanaticism that we could rather use to fight on behalf of our own peoples.

Los Angeles Coliseum

The coaches, adults, were all business and made this seem like serious business

In sunny California, Hollywood, manly battle took place in cool uniforms..
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Appreciation

Snow (number 84) was one of my favorites ...they actually had White wide receivers in those days - they were good, too.

The officials made it official

The timing had something to do with it, sure. As I’ve said elsewhere, the early 1970’s were a time when the Vietnam war was ending, the relaxed communal sense of Being being extended to White men was giving way to feminism - could be rabid, White man hating, feminism. My older sister was a cold feminist, when not a searing hot feminist, when not a disconcertingly light, breezy and trivializing feminist; my mother, when not having some sort of catharsis for herself through a breakdown and drinking, was usually hostile; if you knew my father, you could have some sense of why she was that way. I’m over that, and its not my point to complain, but to state the fact of why I needed some vicarious identity - which could neither so easily be had with my family nor with my (((diverse, multicultural society and its programs of forced integration.)))

OK, so, I was ripe for some escapism and masculine aggressive identification - a quasi serious thing, treated seriously by adults.

At the same time, through programs of school “integration”, by the school year of 1970 my homeroom teacher was black, and there were plenty of blacks in the integrated class of my local elementary school. But in 1971-72, the integration program bused me to Nishuane, a mostly black school - and a nightmare.

Again, this wasn’t long after Malcolm X declared that “the Honorable Elijah Muhammad said that the black man would rule” and not long after the black race riots in 1967 burned the nearby town where I was born, Newark; while it was taboo to take an identitarian stance against even saying anything about that, even then.

I’ve already mentioned a Bobby Murcer home run in September 1971 and the compellingness, the soothing reliability of baseball statistics, but there was something even more immediately mainlining into the older parts of the brain of the sports thing - NFL films.

I’m sure this kind of thing hooked many a kid, not just me.

In this I got a program, maybe what we’d now call a site, to identify with the venting of my spleen, my rage, will to action, to run, to identify with a tribe, to bask in the glory and to identify with, well, actually, White guys…..and we could share in widespread appreciation that was not forthcoming, personally, i.e., whereas we might otherwise not be given much support in identity (((to say the least))). In this quasi-identity, with our masculine strength alone and mere uniforms distinguishing teams [the players did not even come from the towns that “they played for!”] we could at least assimilate fighting for an identity together, not against our own - quite unlike my family, my (((American society))) and my Europe.

“The fearsome foursome”, Deacon Jones, Merlin Olsen ...the cool uniforms, winning ways, Roman Gabriel, exotic Los Angeles. I could identify fiercely with them. On Monday night, October 24 1970, my parents let me stay up late….almost..I got to see Kermit Alexander’s exhilarating punt return….the Rams were stopped on the goal line just before halftime. I was broken hearted, but optimistic that they could play the Vikings, they could win. I didn’t want to be torn away from the TV but my parents would not let me stay up..

I wasn’t paying attention to his race in that moment, he was on my side, my team

That moment set off an adrenaline rush as lights gleamed off streaking helmets, followed by the frustration of losing to the Vikings, a threatening team in uniforms just as cool as the Rams. From the cold north, men in Viking helmets came to play men in Ram helmets. Fascination set in.

It is something of a challenge to provide alternatives to young White boys to the visual appeal and action of sports like football which blacks can do well (similar as the challenge of black musical ability and audio appeals, it even has some addictive properties).

I would remain fiercely loyal to my side and could not tolerate losing, fairly bad though Rams records were compared to the late 60’s and what was to come in the 70’s; even though the Vikings just about always got the best of them in the playoffs - and in excruciating manner.

In the 1974 playoffs, not only did White Rams fans suffer the indignation of having their team headed by one of the first black quarterbacks (And I didn’t like it. Quarterback, the helm leader, was always a firmly White position), but they snatched defeat from the jaws of victory against the Vikings, again thwarted at the goal line.

After starting hemmed at their own goal line, the Rams went the full length of the field to the Vikings goal line, where Harris threw an interception and the Vikings reversed fortune.

The Rams had a first down on the Vikings’ one-yard line at the time. The penalty made it second and six, but quarterback James Harris threw an interception into the end zone on the next play and the Vikings eventually won, 14-10.

James Harris, one of the first black N.F.L. quarterbacks, helps the Rams to lose again to the Vikings in the 1974 playoffs.

Full Episode: In 1974, the Rams should of played the NFC Championship game against the Vikings in 70 degree Los Angeles instead of -12 degree wind chill factor Minnesota. Both teams were 10-4, and the Rams had won their one regular-season meeting. Until 1975, however, the NFL rotated playoff sites, and it was the NFC Central’s turn to play host to the conference championship game. Forget about it being the NFC Championship game, name me any game that a team goes over 99 yards and gets no points and loses by 4 points. OVER 99 YARDS!!! That doesn’t happen in Pop Warner. This is what happened. In the 3rd quarter, the Vikings hold a 7-3 lead. A punt pinned the Rams inside their 1-yard line, but we moved out of danger to their 25. Then Harris hit Harold Jackson for a 73-yard gain. Jackson should have scored, but he was nudged out of bounds by Jeff Wright at the Vikings’ 2. One play later the Rams were less than six inches from a 10-7 lead. But Harris, who could have fallen forward for the go-ahead TD, switched to a long count.The refs said Hall of Fame guard Tom Mack flinched, costing the Rams five yards. Two plays later, linebacker Wally Hilgenberg intercepted Harris’ tipped pass in the end zone. The Rams had gone 99 yards and produced no points. We lose by 4 points. The Viking curse.

In 1976 the Rams got thwarted on the goal-line in the playoffs against the Vikings once again.

In the 1976 playoffs, the Rams returned to the dreaded frozen north for another NFC title game. The temperature at kickoff was nine degrees.

The cold didn’t seem to bother the Rams, who drove smartly down to the one-yard line, but then their luck—and maybe their confidence—froze. Knox sent wide receiver Ron Jessie on an end-around to the right, where Jessie was met at the goal line by a pack of purple defenders.

“He scored on the play,” McCutcheon said. “I saw the ball over the (goal) line, in the end zone. They spotted the ball like on the one-inch line.”

The Rams had cause to feel an ominous chill at that moment.

“We still had a couple of more plays to get the ball in,” McCutcheon said. “I think he (Knox) called a quarterback sneak with (Pat) Haden and some other play I can’t remember.

“That was really disappointing because we were one inch from the goal line, and that was the year we were running the ball so well—25-Lead, 44-Lead. I thought at that time we would certainly want to get the ball to one of our backs—preferably myself.

“I couldn’t believe the quarterback sneak. So (on fourth down) we decided to go for the field goal, and they block it and take it back 99 yards.”

Actually, it was only 90, but old Rams still have nightmares of Viking Bobby Bryant scooping up Tom Dempsey’s aborted field goal attempt and racing toward the other end of the field. Jack Youngblood was so heartsick after the game that he couldn’t talk—literally couldn’t talk—for 15 minutes

While in 1977 it had been meteorological frustration, surprisingly, on the home turf…

The 1977 “Mudbowl” stuck the erstwhile viable Rams in mud and loss to the Vikings yet again

Coming back to the onset of my enmeshment in this identity in 1970, I had wanted to identify with black Deacon Jones and was glad when his fearsome play was on our side, but I couldn’t quite - I thought that he looked weird. I wanted rather to identify with Jim Bertelsen, Jack Youngblood, Fred Dryer, Roman Gabriel and Jack Snow.

Yet just another few years before I’d had fantastic temper-tantrums when having my tonsils out. I did not like the chocolate nurses.

I plead innocent besides - how was I to know who Kermit Alexander was and what he could come to mean to us… why should I believe that adults would let this happen, when what was happening by way of blacks was so obviously bad in terms of their hyper-assertiveness.

Who’d want to live with these people who burned Newark, made things so ugly, but nevertheless had the nerve to say that they’d rule us?

Unbeknownst to me, this was the football season following the Super Bowl (IV) played by the first majority black team - The Kansas City Chiefs. That is to say nothing, of course, of my nine year old awareness (lack thereof) of the (((egregious forces and purposes))) behind the 1964 Civil Rights Act, The 1965 Immigration and Naturalization Act, and the 1968 Rumsford Fair Housing Act…

My father told me that the Chiefs would “three-point-them (the Vikings)-to-death.” Place-kicker Jan Stenarud (3) and quarterback/holder Len Dawson (16) were a few of the minority of Whites on the Super Bowl winning Kansas City Chiefs - already, in 1970, a majority black N.F.L. football team, albeit the first one.

Whites playing the objectivist game gamely, but upended by first majority black team, Kansas City Chiefs, in Super Bowl III, January 1970.

By 1972 the war was ending and feminism, no longer constrained by the double standard of the (male only) draft and with it, the background need to grant some leeway to male protest for Being, came unhinged. I needed vicarious male identity more than ever.

Action against the San Francisco 49ers

N.F.L. Film’s style captured attention with Yoshi Kishi’s innovative editing, John Facenda’s deep voiced, stern narration and Sam Spence’s riveting music: With slow motion, fast motion, varied shots, bustling action and music, music of burly combat, “Sunday with soul” - that music so compelling to the emotions of a kid who wants his identity ultimately dramatized, ranging from the toughest, the most earnest quest, manly American quest, epoch exhilaration to dark, grim, wide ranging venture, and heartbreaking sympathy, “the game that got away” - while husky voiced narrators, John Facenda and Pat Summerall in particular, embellished the seriousness of it all. The music here, during minute 1:12 - 2:20, as background to a Redskins - Eagles game, is particularly intriguing: here it is by itself - “undercover man” - one of my favorite among these Sam Spence and William Loose tunes. “The Horse” was not included among NFL film songs, but was/is a marching band staple along the sidelines of high school games that achieves much of the same sentimental effect. And there was that Monday Night Football intro music.

...another compelling tune to add to the collection - starting second 017.

If GW wonders what Hitler had going for him to excite a stadium and crowds in the street, well he certainly had something going for him, he must have, because he didn’t even have war action going on at the time, let alone some of the things that the NFL has to draw-in and compel mass allegiance..

But while NFL Films served to seduce, corrupt and divert my identity for some time from better pursuits, it is also worth talking about how we might perhaps use some of its techniques to deploy to our cause.

At least it was something that people were paying attention to. It was not merely the moment when Kermit Alexander’s fast twitching muscle fibers sprinted toward the end zone ..it was that and much more..

Tommy Prothro, with grim adult discipline and sacrifice of hours of training before the glory of the fans arrive.

Fans

Cheerleaders and marching bands

There were massive stadiums packed with fans, pageantry, marching bands, cheerleaders…

Paul Brown, the mature display of serious business when the masses of fans did arrive.

Here they were, the L.A. Rams - an opportunity for the requisite, more objective identity for me: they were from far away Los Angeles, with a team that was coming out of the 1960’s with great records and an awesome manly reputation. My older brother told me that they had the “The Fearsome Foursome” - their defensive line featuring Deacon Jones, Merlin Olsen ..later Fred Dryer and Jack Youngblood ..with their cool names, add quarterback Roman Gabriel to that regard. They had the coolest uniforms too.

Helmet

Fred Dryer

Jack Youngblood

Jack Youngblood about to lower the boom

Fred Dryer making a sack with Youngblood in hot pursuit.

Roman Gabriel, a very cool name for the quarterback playing for the Rams in The Los Angeles Coliseum..

Roman Gabriel

Roman Gabriel vs Vikings in ‘70

Concern

Action vs Minnesota Vikings

Roman Gabriel vs. Minnesota Vikings in 1972

The Fearsome Foursome inveighs against The Philadelphia Eagles

While Youngblood (85) was my favorite on Defense…

Jim Bertelsen (45) was my favorite on offense..

Jim Bertelsen

Jim Bertelsen bolting past Atlanta Falcon defenders.

Now let’s step away from the Pattern, the Relationships and come back to the Episode and the Kermit Alexnder Moment…

The Moment in 1970

The Episode in 1970 - actually two episodes in succession: punt return; and then goal line stand.

Goal line stand episode begins with the Rams in huddle

Sportsfanship in that Episode..(they look like girls sent by mom to church choir practice).

..and see how the Relationships and Patterns of White objectivism unfolded, especially in (((context)))...

The legacy of sportsfanship (the costume fan images come from this site):

Rams fan on a Relational level now

Patriots Fan

Cowboys fan

Bears fan

Packers fan

Giants fans

Saints fans

Vikings fans

Adrian Peterson, #28

Viking fans of number 28, on a particular Relational level, now.

The thrill of victory

Adrian Peterson: Typical black behavior.

Peterson is also the father of Ashley Doohen’s murdered mudlet.

The dindo of defeat

Vikings fans of number 28

Darren Sharper: Typical black behavior

Babes remain babes - visual appeal not dependent upon sports.

Kermit and his obsequious, White, fundamentalist Christian wife, Tammy Alexander…

...adopt 5 Haitians:

Helpful Hearts: Local Football Hero Kermit Alexander and wife adopt 5 (Haitians), 1 Nov 2015:

Local Football Hero Kermit Alexander and wife adopt 5.

Kermit Alexander was an All-American football player for the Bruins in the early 1960s. He went on to play 11 seasons in the NFL – some would say that he led a life most people only dreamed about. But one dark day, a tragic storm hit Kermit’s entire core. In the early morning hours on August 31, 1984, a young man, who had played on a Pop Warner Football team Kermit founded in the Watts area of South Los Angeles, joined a gang and set out to ignite gunfire on an unexpected household. He had been hired to eliminate a lawsuit. Unfortunately, this young man and his fellow gang members entered the wrong home, and for Kermit, this meant the loss of his mother, sister, and two nephews. His life was shattered, and all hope was lost.

Unable to protect his family on that tragic morning, Kermit dragged around a suitcase of guilt for months. He could not grasp the truth that these unfair events were completely out of his control and insisted on carrying the blame. Suffocated by shame, he was lost and in need of a new way of living. Kermit soon found an oasis in his desert of life. Her name was Tami, and she was filled with light, laughter, and love. In 1992, the two immediately connected and spent the next seven years together. But something was missing: God. One night, as Tami took a course at Riverside Community College, she immediately felt something when the professor walked into the room. She knew he was a Christian and she wanted whatever he had. “He just radiated God,” she explained to Kermit, “I think this is what has been missing in my life for a long time.” In an effort to recruit Kermit, Tami encouraged him to attend Bible Studies and church. But he was resistant and frustrated, accusing Tami of changing the terms of their comfortable relationship. He didn’t want to remarry and had no plans to do so. At first, Tami was devastated, yet she followed her heart and was filled with determination and faith.

Excited for a new purpose, Tami embarked on a journey in the summer of 2003. She was invited by a local radio station to go to Haiti and serve on a Humanitarian Mission. Soon after she arrived, Tami met a precious little boy with the cutest dimples and sweetest brown eyes. His name was Clifton, and they had an instant connection. Eventually, he began calling her “mamma,” and a relationship grew as they spent quality time together during her visit at Mission of Hope, Port au Prince.

Meanwhile, feeling like a vagabond, Kermit moved to Oklahoma with only a mustard seed of faith left in his pocket. It had been almost three years since he and Tami went their separate ways, and he was anxious to connect with her again. This sliver of hope was all he needed to make the decision to return to California, vowing that everything would be different. “Life without purpose is not a life at all,” he constantly told himself.

Kermit asked Tami to marry him soon after they reconnected. To his dismay, she declined. “When Kermit asked me to marry him I said, ‘no’, and he thought I’d just flipped,” Tami expressed when reminiscing about the first proposal. Kermit could not fathom how Tami would refuse after she’d waited over 13 years for him to utter this committed question! “What in the world is wrong with you?” he exclaimed in disbelief. To his surprise, Tami calmly revealed her reasoning, “I met a little boy in Haiti. Let me make a deal with you.” She explained, “Let me take you to Haiti, and if this is what you think God would want you to do, and what you want in your life, then ask again. And if it’s not, then fine, I’m okay with that.” Kermit took a leap of faith and embarked on this extraordinary voyage.

They arrived to Haiti in September, and his love and faith grew instantly. By October, Kermit asked Tami to be his wife once again and made a pledge to be a part of whatever was happening in Haiti. They started the adoption of Clifton before they discovered a surprise that expanded their faith forever: Clifton had siblings. Not just one or two more, but four: two sisters and two brothers who were living in an orphanage nearby. One day, as Tami and Kermit visited the orphanage, Jameson, Clifton’s older brother, asked Tami for a photo of Clifton. When Tami asked why, he replied with sadness, “Because you’re going to take him to America and I’m never going see him again.” Tami’s heart melted and tears welled up in her eyes. Turning to Kermit for answers, he replied with faith and wisdom, “Then we take them all.”

The courageous couple worked together for years to officiate the adoption of Clifton and his siblings. But on January 12, 2010, their world turned upside down. Tami was driving home in traffic when she heard death calling out on the radio. The news that Haiti just experienced a 7.0 earthquake blared out from her car speakers. The epicenter was at the heart of where her children lived. Port au Prince had been tumbled. The Haitian White House had been leveled. Suddenly, it became hard for her to breath. “I couldn’t comprehend what I just heard,” she remembers, “I panicked and wondered if our children were even alive.” She immediately called Kermit and told him to turn on CNN, and as he watched the devastation across the screen, once again his life was flipped upside down. Feeling helpless and fearful, Tami and Kermit clung to their faith. After a short time, they were able to finally connect with a friend, who relayed long anticipated information that their children were alive and well.

The United States government expedited the adoption process due to the earthquake, and two weeks later, Tami and Kermit flew to Florida to bring their children home. Manoucheka, Jameson, Clifton, Zachary, and Semfia are now safe and surrounded with love. But this was only the beginning for the Alexander Family.

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Posted by Superbowl 2016: homage to Black Panthers on Thu, 12 May 2016 13:55 | #

In the Superbowl following the 1979 Season, the Rams team was still exactly half White.

Rams QB in that game, Vince Ferragamo.

The Rams had finally surpassed the Vikings and other rivals, making it to the Superbowl, only to lose there as Ferragamo didn’t see a wide-open Billy Waddy positioned for the go-ahead touchdown, and Ram victory…instead he threw to the other side for an interception.

Teams becoming ridiculously black delivered a coupe de grace to my interest by the late 80’s….but even the embers of my identification were hosed as the Rams moved to Saint Louis in 1995. Los Angeles was a part of the tenuous identification that I had achieved and Saint Louis doesn’t have the same glamour as L.A.

By January 30, 2000 I had long since stopped paying attention except for one brief moment, when the now Saint Louis Rams led by (White) Cinderella story, Kurt Warner, defeated the Tennessee Titans to finally win a Superbowl.

Cinderella story Kurt Warner finally takes the Rams to Super Bowl victory.

Warner and the fact of having nothing else to do while I attended my dying father gave me an excuse after not having watched football for many years. I watched that one game on 30 January 2000; I told my father that the Rams had won as he sat in a hospital bed with tubes in him and an oxygen mask, looking like an alien elephant… barely conscious, but he heard that..and smiled: he had got me attending to football on TV in the winter of ‘69-‘70, he had witnessed the many tearful temper tantrums of mine as the Rams always lost along the way. He died the next morning.

They stopped the Titans at the goal line as time ran out.

The Tennessee Titans quarterback for that Super Bowl was Steve McNair (left) who went on to be murdered by his “lover” (right) in 2009.

By 2016 all teams were mostly black and the Superbowl half time show featured a homage to the Black Panthers and Malcolm X.

Super Bowl 2016, halftime show features homage to Black Panthers and Malcolm X

“The Honorable Elijah Muhammad said
that the black man will rule.”

Posted by What the Cuck? on Thu, 12 May 2016 14:24 | #

What the Cuck?

White fans pay huge money, pack stadiums and arenas to watch blacks lavished with all society might reward them with.

Posted by Erica's story on Thu, 12 May 2016 14:41 | #

In 1968, (((CBS)) News began putting across a narrative that “black history was stolen” and that White people owed them.

Cosby felt that White people owed him.

Erica’s story in The Hunting Ground

Posted by After Superbowl 2012 on Fri, 13 May 2016 11:49 | #

After victory in the 2012 Superbowl, Greg Jones proposes to his girlfriend, Mandy Piechowski

Notice that the black booty to the left is not getting any Superbowl marriage proposal.

He don’t want no ghetto booty

Background issues become foreground issues to White/European interests: not just fans, cheerleaders, bands, coaches, cameramen and security guards such as the ignored black booty to the left of the screen, but also the discourse of news reporters:

Listen to what the White cuck news reporter had to say about it -

“What a night for the Giants and for former Michigan State linebacker, Greg Jones. First he won a Super Bowl ring. Then after the game, on the field he asks his girlfriend, Mandy Piechowski, to marry him ...she’s crying her eyes-out. He pulls-out an engagement ring and slips it on her finger. She played basket ball at Michigan State, is now a model, obviously she said “yes” ..what a terrific thing this is ...congratulations to Greg and Mandy. That is one heck-uva night for that young man.”

Female co-reporter: “Well how sweet. Do you think that if they had lost that he would have still done that?”

Second White male cuck reporter: “I’m not even going to go there because I know that someone would yell at me.”

Cuck reporter number one: “I’m sure it would have quite the same effect.”

Cameraman

Also having remained in the background of this race replacement is black on White crime:

She went to Michigan State as well.

She was found in a state of rigor mortis - naked, with her legs fixed unnaturally on both sides of her chest.

* Thanks to Craig Cobb for the astute White reporting on that disgusting, erstwhile unreported fact.

Posted by more cuck reporting on Fri, 13 May 2016 13:25 | #

More Cuck Reporting After The Fact:

According to right-wingers, it’s nobody’s fault but ours - don’t think in socially critical terms: know what “is” and adjust to it.

More cuck reporting: Investigative reporting from the perspective of White interests would never be satisfied to report on this surface level; it would be coupled with true intellectual quest to delve into causes and implications of the issues suggested here, to analyze issues kept in the background, including the influence of NFL Films, how they have served to glorify, normalize and institutionalize this beastiality - this destruction of 35,000 years of sublime co-evolution.

Miscegenation ring

Superbowl ring

Not far removed from mainstream cuck reporting, Alternative Right’s Sports-cuck reporter, Andy Nowicki, maintains that we shouldn’t care...he likes to watch sports ...we should be ok with that.. and we should be ok with beastiality as well.

According to Andy, we shouldn’t care;
and attending to sports is perfectly fine.

Posted by 2014 on Sat, 14 May 2016 01:35 | #

Russell Wilson, quarterback of the 2014 Superbowl champion Seattle Seahawks.

Posted by Sam Spence on Sun, 15 May 2016 16:30 | #

Samuel Lloyd Spence (Mar 29, 1927 – Feb 6, 2016) was an American soundtrack composer best known for his work with NFL Films. His work has also been on the EA Sports Madden NFL football videogames and many football-related commercials.

Biography

A former University of Southern California music instructor living and working in Munich, Spence was hired in 1966 to score the mini-documentaries that conveyed National Football League highlights and personalities to fans in the network-television era. Spence’s music cues combined with the baritone voice of John Facenda to remarkable artistic effect, creating the now trademark style of sports highlights videos of the NFL. Spence, together with Steve Sabol and the NFL Films crew, can arguably be credited with a significant role in making American football the most popular professional sport in the U.S.

Initially, Mahlon Merrick was asked to provide scores for NFL Films. A friend of Spence, Merrick asked Spence to help in the recording sessions. “Mahlon had written marches,” said Spence. “Toward the end of that recording session, I stuck in a couple of different pieces –my own orchestral compositions with strings and woodwinds, more like a Hollywood film score. It turned out they were Sabol’s favorites and he offered me a three-year contract to write, conduct, and produce NFL Films’ music.”

In Germany, Spence wrote several TV soundtracks with Hani Chamseddine, e.g., for the Francis Durbridge thriller “Wie ein Blitz”. After his retirement in 1990, he returned to Munich. He achieved unexpected fame in 1998 with the success of a CD compilation entitled The Power and the Glory: The Original Music & Voices Of NFL Films. Spence died at a Lewisville, Texas nursing center on February 6, 2016, at the age of 88.[2]

Posted by scientific reason men like sports more than women on Tue, 17 May 2016 19:56 | #

(((Time Magazine))) says:

For both males and females, spectators and players, love of sports is deep in the genes—but in the men it’s deeper

Time, “The Scientific Reason Men Like Sports More Than Women.” 9 May 2016:

Gender politics and science have never gotten along very well. The patriarchal system was—and in some cultures still is—based on the premise that women are more mercurial, less deliberative and physically less sturdy than men. Those are perfectly easy beliefs to hold—at least until you subject them to the least bit of intellectual scrutiny or real-world testing, at which point they fall apart completely.

In the 1970s, the script flipped, with the fashionable thinking being that gender differences are artificial constructs. Give little girls footballs or model rockets and little boys baby dolls or princess toys and they’d play perfectly happily with them as long as someone didn’t tell them otherwise.

But this too was mostly rubbish, as any parent who has raised both a boy and a girl can tell you—and as scientists confirm. The more closely they study brain structure, prenatal hormone exposure and more, the more they confirm that boys and girls are born fundamentally, behaviorally different.

The question gets a little murkier when it comes to one of the great dividing lines between the sexes: sports. On the one hand, both interest and participation in organized sports is still a predominantly male thing. On the other hand, when any culture makes the effort to level the playing field of opportunity, female participation rises dramatically. In 1972, before the enactment of Title IX, the landmark law that ensured gender equality in educational opportunities, only 7% of high school athletes were girls. Today it’s 42%.

Still, according to a thoughtful new study published in the journal Evolutionary Behavioral Sciences, the hard hand of evolution plays at least as much of a role in sports interest and participation as policy does—and quite possibly a greater one. And that, like it or not, tips the balance in favor of males.

The research, led by psychologist Robert Deaner of Grand Valley State University in Michigan, was more of a deep analysis of decades worth of other research, which is often the best way to get a high-altitude view of any social science. Deaner and his colleagues began by looking at the basic numbers.

One 2014 survey of 37 countries, for example, found that in every one, men were likelier to play some kind of sport than women. In a few countries, the difference was not statistically significant, but when the question was narrowed to specify competitive sports like basketball and exclude non-competitive ones like running, the men blew the doors off the numbers, besting women by nearly four-fold. A 2013 study conducted by Deaner and a colleague not involved in the current work found that males were twice as likely as females to be involved or interested in sports across 50 different countries or cultures.

The non-evolutionary explanations for the imbalance are familiar and numerous…

[...]

In Germany, the male share of the audience for women’s soccer is actually greater than it is for men’s, 64% to 58%.

So if it’s evolution that’s behind the gender divide—and Deaner and his colleagues take pains to say it’s not only evolution—what exactly are the survival advantages of playing a sport? And what in the world could be the advantage of simply sitting around and watching other people play.

Much of the answer is based on the phenomenon known as the spectator lek. Principally found in birds, but also in some species of insect and mammal, a lek involves males gathering in a single place and displaying their plumage, size or overall fitness, sometimes by engaging in mock—or not-so-mock—combat, while other members of the species observe. For females, the value of watching the displays is straightforward, since it helps them select the mates who have the fittest genes and can best compete for resources. For male spectators, it has equal, if different, value, allowing “nonparticipating males [to] monitor the performances so they can evaluate potential competitors and allies,” the researchers write.

The precise nature of athletic activities is important too, since so many of them—running, tackling, throwing projectiles, advancing across terrain (or even around a diamond)—are useful in warfare. This all serves to refine skills, reinforce alliances and intimidate potential rivals.

Social status matters too, and sports reliably confers it, enhancing both power and mating options for the participant. That’s a dividend exploited far more by male athletes than female. It is the rare women’s sports star who travels with a posse, spends extravagantly on the plumage that is bling or beds a partner in every city in which she plays. It’s too much to say it’s the rare male sports star who doesn’t do those things, but it’s certainly more common among the lads.

The function of sports as a kind of mortal combat for men is evident even in the way they approach a less directly competitive sport like marathon running, in which all but a tiny handful of participants are not actually contending to win. Overall, three times more males finish the race within 125% of the record time for their gender than females do for theirs, which suggests that the men were more focused on running to win than the women were. That’s a strategy that often backfires, since men were also three times likelier to slow significantly throughout the race, suggesting that their competitive impulses got out ahead of their abilities, whereas women tend to maintain a smarter, steadier pace.

None of this means that socialization, gender bias and all of the other cultural variables are not at work in the largely male world of sport. “An evolutionary approach is fully compatible with socialization playing a large role,” the researchers write, and so it is. Play has always been a big part of the life of all humans, and sports can be a big part of play. But that doesn’t mean the genders don’t still do it in many different ways—and for many different reasons.

Posted by Yoshi Kishi, John Facenda, Sam Spence on Sat, 21 May 2016 15:38 | #

N.F.L. Film’s style captured attention with Yoshi Kishi’s editing, John Facenda’s narration and Sam Spence’s music.

Min. 11:50 - Film Editor Yoshi Kishi was the one who set the style for N.F.L. Films, revolutionizing their film structure and how they organize shots ...and he knew nothing about football.

Yoshi was already a legend of editing, however.

In fact, the film discusses the inception and crystallization of N.F.L Films dramatization..

Narrator John Facenda was a known TV reporter..

Sam Spence was a music teacher at The University of Southern California before moving to Munich, where he composed all of his scores for N.F.L. Films.

Sam and his wife Friedl in Munich, Germany

Posted by Kishi also edited "raging bull" on Sat, 21 May 2016 18:12 | #

click image for classic editing scene.

Note also the irony that the brunette actress who plays Joe Pesci’s wife was brutally stabbed by a stalker in real life a few years later.

Posted by People don't want Boateng as their neighbour on Tue, 31 May 2016 04:00 | #

BERLIN (Reuters) – People in Germany would not want soccer star Jerome Boateng, born in Berlin from a Ghanaian father, as their neighbour, Alexander Gauland, vice chair of anti-immigration party, Alternative for Germany, said in the Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung newspaper on Sunday.

“People find him good as a football player but they don’t want a Boateng as their neighbour,” Gauland told the Sunday edition of the newspaper.

Posted by stoic acceptance and the excremental on Wed, 01 Jun 2016 20:06 | #

“The stoic acceptance was an attempt to transubstantiate
even the repugnant aspects of existence, the excremental,
into the essentially divine” - Kenneth Burke.

Posted by 1 Sept. 1971: first all-black MLB line-up on Fri, 05 Aug 2016 15:48 | #

Another indication of the 1970-71 time period being a tipping point for black representation (and thus White fan cuckoldry) in American professional sports:

MLB.com: On Sept. 1, 1971, twenty four seasons after Jackie Robinson officially broke baseball’s color barrier, the Pirates became the first Major League franchise to field an all-minority starting nine. Witnessed by just 11,278 fans in attendance, the game did not receive a great deal of recognition at the time.

The 1971 Pirates team boasted three future Hall of Famers in Stargell, Clemente and Bill Mazeroski, as well as All-Stars in catcher Manny Sanguillen and pitcher Dock Ellis.

“The Pirates were known for their black and Latin players, and of course on that particular team, we were loaded,” said [team-member, Al] Oliver. “I don’t know how many we had on the 1971 team, but if I had to guess, maybe 11 or 12 black and Latin players. As a rule, we would start five—if Dock pitched, then it would be six.”

The Pirates’ regular starting lineup in 1971 would have Sanguillen behind the plate, Bob Robertson at first, Dave Cash at second, Richie Hebner at third, Gene Alley at short, Stargell in left field, Oliver in center and Clemente in right.

But on this day, playing at home against the Philadelphia Phillies, Hebner and Alley were both nursing injuries, and—for reasons obscured by time—Robertson, who played first base during each of the 126 games he appeared in that season, was also on the bench.

“The key to that whole night is that Woody Fryman was pitching for Philadelphia,” said Oliver. “He was a left-hander. At that time, on occasions, [manager] Danny Murtaugh would platoon a player like me. But on that night, for whatever reason, I played first base and Bob Robertson, who usually played against all left-handers, did not play.

“It really wasn’t a major thing, until around the third or fourth inning, and Dave Cash was sitting next to me and one of us said: ‘You know, we got all brothers out there, man,’ and we kind of chuckled because it was no big deal to us. We really had no idea that history was being made.”

Historic lineup
On Sept. 1, 1971, the Pirates fielded the first all-minority lineup in Major League history. Order Player/position
1. Rennie Stennett, 2B
2. Gene Clines, CF
3. Roberto Clemente, RF
4. Willie Stargell, LF
5. Manny Sanguillen, C
6. Dave Cash, 3B
7. Al Oliver, 1B
8. Jackie Hernandez, SS
9. Dock Ellis, P

Notes:

The Pirates went on to win the World Series that year.

Bill Mazeroski (White, of course) only had one plate appearance in the World Series, being in the twilight of his career; however, he had already won a World Series with a walk off seventh game home run against the mighty New York Yankees in 1960. He was among the best, if not the best fielding second-basemen of all time. He did not like the personality of his replacement, Rennie Stennett.

Dock Ellis, the pitcher, once pitched a no-hitter while under the influence of L.S.D.

The 1960 World Championship Pittsburgh Pirate team had just one black - Roberto Clemente

Posted by Rams return to Los Angeles not going well on Mon, 02 Jan 2017 04:41 | #

UNZ.com, “NFL Return to Los Angeles Not Going So Well”, 1 Jan 2017, Steve Sailer:

L.A. Coliseum late in 44-6 loss

The Rams exited St. Louis to return to Los Angeles after no NFL football in the city in 20 years. So far, it hasn’t worked out well for either the franchise or the city. This year’s Rams been one of the worse football teams ever to somehow win four games in a year. Lowlights include handing Colin Kaepernick his only victory of the season.

And while Angelenos will dutifully turn out for whatever is the new new thing, undying loyalty isn’t really their thing.

An additional return to the white and blue uniforms and an all White team would be a step in the right direction.

Negro quarterback Colin Kaepernick, raised by adoptive White parents and given a multi-million dollar contract to play football, refuses to stand for the national anthem; that is to protest the “racism” of America - a nation that spends trillions in welfare, government jobs and benefits to incubate black babies - for those that can’t go on to get million dollar contracts for things like playing football - money that they would never get and could never make in a black country.

The NFL is majority black / its fans, who pay handsomely for tickets and broadcast access, are in vast majority White.

Black power salute at 1968 Olympics

Posted by 2.66 BILLION dollar stadium for L.A. Rams on Fri, 11 Aug 2017 05:41 | #

Ironguard1940, “St. Louis Rams move back to L.A., get 2.66 BILLION dollar stadium”

Un. Fucking. Believable. I thought stadiums costing ONE billion dollars were beyond insane. Now comes the age of multi-billion dollar stadiums. There are numerous articles on this of course. I am just posting the Wikipedia article.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/City_of_Champions_Stadium

Notmenomore

Well, it does seem reasonable to locate big n-ball in a n-town. The stooge taxpayers will subsidize the whole thing, naturally.

I see today that Commissioner Goodell thinks itz chust vunderfall that all his pet niggers are showing their ass for the National Anthem.

In most cases an employee knocking down seven and eight figures would be expected to demonstrate just a little bit of public correctness? And to be certain, they ARE!! What is a jungle-bunny after all, if itz not showink its ass?

Ironguard1940

According to nfl.com:

Colin Kaepernick, San Francisco 49ers - $19,000,000

Six years, $114,000,000 total with $61,000,000 guaranteed-he is the 17th highest paid player in the NFL in 2016.

Yeah, the bros are oppressed. Kneel fo’ Whitey’s national anthem.

Most NFL QBs are White and QB is the highest paid position in the league. However, the league is 65-70% nigger so that means overall n*****s are making more money than Whites in the NFL.

There is absolutely no justification for these athletes making the money they do. There is also no justification for a stadium that costs anywhere near a billion dollars much less 2.66 billion. As long as the White lemmings are willing to pay outlandish prices for tickets, food, parking, souvenirs, TV sports packages, etc., the price of everything will keep going up.

Jeffrey Smither

A lot better uses for 2 billion dollars than a stadium that won’t even be used a lot.

I’m from St. Louis and used to have Blues season tickets but stopped because the outrageous prices for the tickets, food and drinks, and $20 each game just to park was simply too much.

Pro sports is simply out of control with the salaries and the cost of these stadiums.

The Miami Marlins just got a multi billion dollar stadium and hardly anyone goes to the games. Just a big expensive building that is mostly empty on game days. Serves that multi cultural shit hole of Miami well I guess.

Posted by Half empty stadium for Rams/ 49ers on Fri, 22 Sep 2017 12:50 | #

Daily Caller, It’s Shocking How Empty The Stadium Was For Thursday Night Football, 22 Sept 2017:

The San Francisco 49ers Thursday night game against the Los Angeles Rams kicked-off in front of a nearly empty stadium.

Los Angeles Times reporter Lindsey Thiry tweeted a photo at the time of kickoff, which showed thousands of open seats. In fact, most sections in the photo have more empty seats than fans.

ESPN’s Darren Rovell reported that 63,500 tickets had been sold for the game, but of course, simply selling a ticket doesn’t mean the buyer will actually show up to the game.

It’s hard to believe there are more than 30,000 people in the stadium, judging from the photo.

The 49ers sold 63,500 tickets to this game. But 5:30 local start, being 0-2, vs a week opponent gives you this crowd.

Posted by Free tickets to Tampa Bay Cuck-Bowl on Mon, 03 Dec 2018 08:22 | #

Predicting that the N.F.L. will “die” is a bit of wishful thinking, but the sentiment is well taken….

The Tampa Bay Cuckaneers are giving away tickets…

How’d you like to prep these bulls for free?

Modern Heretic, 30 Nov 2018:

“NFL Death Watch: Free Ticket Giveaway”

The traditional opiates of the vanishing legacy population are continuing to lose power as it becomes harder and harder to embrace “everything is fine” apathy and nihilism in the face of the final days of decline and fall. The Talmudvision, the Weinstein movies, and even our precious Liberia Ball are finding new and exciting ways to alienate their goyim target demographics and more and more non-chosen have had enough of this kosher shuck, even if they would never call it by its proper name. It has become so bad that worship of the shekel almighty, the g*d that brought us up from Egypt, must take a backseat to pathetic attempts to get the shkotzim back in front of the bread beer with a little “K” on the bottle and circuses amazing living fossil athletes.

The NFL’s attendance problems this year have been well-documented. But, for one particular club, those attendance woes have caused them to resort to extreme measures.

For some reason I’m not interested in watching dangerous genetic aliens crash into each other, interspersed with endless commercials that seem more intent on selling miscegenation and sodomy than any actual product and semitic lectures on why you’re bad and need to die, possibly at the hands of j-authored demographic disaster.

The Tampa Bay Buccaneers attendance issues have become so problematic that they’re resorting to giving away free tickets.

This is an offer you can’t beat, gentiles. Only 20 pieces of silver, no make it 30, for your free ticket to the Hottentot Field Hockey, what a great bargain for you. Look at that animal run! Are you not entertained?

Buccaneers season tickets holders are being given two complimentary tickets each for Sunday’s game against the Carolina Panthers.

Did I mention the swarthy heroes of your beloved Red are playing the hated dark army of Blue? I can’t believe you’re still not excited about this. You don’t want “Carolina” to beat the entire city you live in, do you?

Wow, look at all the “diversity.”

This initiative comes after the team suffered their worst home attendance in more than eight years.

Maybe the friendly merchant should have waited a few more years before turning the Anti-White dial all the way up.

Some in the local media were quick to point out that more people attended a college football game in the same stadium two days earlier.

Yeah, the cattle were probably all worn out from watching tar-colored scholars and gentlemen being true to their school.

On November 23, 57,626 people attended the University of Central Florida’s 37-10 win over the University of South Florida.

Sounds pretty incredible. We should also point out it was “Free Ball-Gag Night” and some of the Central African Republic Kickball fans were even allowed to “direct,” or at least pretend they were while satisfying their bizarre and sick fetishism.

But if fairness, it should be pointed out that USF is located in Tampa and UCF is located about an hour down the road in Orlando.

I really hate those bastards from an hour down the road (much longer if you’re walking, I would imagine). I sure hope our moronic negro mercenaries beat the completely interchangeable ones those devils will be sending.

The Buccaneers aren’t creating nearly has much excitement as UCF, and it’s reflected in their poor attendance.

Groids in pads fail to create sexual arousal in White losers, film at eleven.

The Bucs are 4-7 on the season, and likely en route to their seventh losing season in the last eight years.

You’d think all these defeats and humiliations would only add more spice to what’s already a supremely degrading experience for gelded and debased White detritus, but I guess not.

Also perhaps not helping Tampa Bay’s attendance was Winston being accused of groping an Uber driver in Arizona, which was just settled out of court.

My elaborate cuckold fantasy, complete with bizarre uniforms, unlicensed cabs and a negro sexual emergency.

Some fans claimed over the summer they won’t support the team with Winston on the roster, so that could be hurting attendance as well.

I promised I’d stop watching after the 10,000th sex crime committed by the inky gridiron heroes and we just reached that mark.

The Buccaneers have two home games after the Carolina contest, but management hasn’t stated whether they will continue their free ticket promotion for the games against the New Orleans Saints and Atlanta Falcons.

We’ll have to wait and see if jew desperation to spread a spiritual cancer wins out over their slavish devotion to fiat currency.

Full Story.

Posted by Jim Taylor on Mon, 24 Dec 2018 17:21 | #

Jim Taylor

Posted by New England Patriotards on Sun, 03 Feb 2019 09:28 | #

Since the time in the late 80’s when I prioritized racial interests over the entertainment of sports and music, when I do observe race mixed sporting events or statistics, I root for the individual performance of White players and against individual black players.

Over at Amren, Paul Kersey entitles and article, “Root for the Patriots in the Superbowl”

Although there is something to be said for the Patriots success while using White players in positions usually associated with black skills, as rather an expression of White selection and identity, betraying negrophila some along with its taken for granteds, the teams are still mercenary, not particularly representing a place or race. Thus, I can’t agree with his conclusion that Whites should feel ok about rooting for mixed race teams as it perpetuates the idiot cuckoldry of White fandom and support of the race mixing agenda through one of its most seductive means - visually exciting sports, adulation of athletic skills beyond merit, real world value and just reward, while ensconced in the deceptive, soothing pretext of passive objectivity.

Kersey writes:

The white quarterback, Tom Brady, along with white wide receivers Julian Edelman and Chris Hogan, white tight end Rob Gronkowski, and white running backs Rex Burkhead and James Develin, are an anomaly in the “vibrant” NFL. They have a vast overrepresentation of skilled white players who not only excel, but dominate.

[...]

With all this whooping about diversity, an anomaly does not go unremarked: the whiteness of the New England Patriots during their historic run under Tom Brady. For this year’s Super Bowl in Atlanta, all eyes are on Mr. Brady, the 41-year-old quarterback, who will be playing in his unprecedented ninth championship game in 18 seasons (this will be his third consecutive shot at the Lombardi Trophy, and Mr. Brady holds a 5-3 record in the Super Bowl).

With that, he suggests:

Root for the Patriots in the Superbowl

It’s OK to be white.

On Sunday, more than 110 million Americans will huddle around their television sets and watch the 53rd Super Bowl, a matchup between the Los Angeles Rams and New England Patriots.

After two seasons marred by black NFL players taking a Colin Kaepernick-style knee or raising a ‘Black Power’ fist during the National Anthem, television ratings slightly improved during the 2018 season.

[...]

So even if you are not a fan of the NFL, or don’t like the antics of black players who knelt during the National Anthem, there’s nothing wrong with rooting for the New England Patriots and Tom Brady to win Super Bowl 53. In a league where 72.6 percent of the players are POC, there’s nothing wrong with cheering for a team that looks a little more like you.

It’s the white thing to do.

He supplies one good reason NOT to root for the Patriots or any NFL team, here:

Ibid. That year, largely because of pressure from the owners of NFL’s 32 franchises, the league saw only a handful of black athletes—who account for 69.7 percent of the players—take a knee during the anthem. A recent poll of NFL fans shows only 24 percent of white fans strongly support the anthem protests, while 59 percent of blacks do (47 percent of white fans and 7 percent of black fans strongly oppose them). Though the kneeling stopped, the owners did create an $89 million fund for the players to hand out to “improve social justice and racial equality in our country.

Posted by Yair Rosenberg on Fri, 13 Sep 2019 07:20 | #

How to Fight Anti-Semitic Trolls and Bigotry Online

Yair Rosenberg (3:06):

..another example. Someone Tweeted at me, ‘why are Jews so weak, and bad at sports?’

Now, does this guy actually believe it? I doubt it. He just thought that it would get me angry. uhmm. but..

What it actually was a fastball down the middle.

And so, I just excerpted his Tweet and said, well, of course Jews don’t really participate in athletics - that’s what we use to divert the energy of the gentiles while we take over the systems of power.

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