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So, it's Santa's day, right? Well, if you're the dispenser of presents, which city would you favour? The World's second greatest, or Boston? It's a no-brainer.
Beligrinch starts by dissing Santa on Christmas Eve, claiming in a press conference that "this Christmas bullshit just gets in the way of me cheating, sorry, winning. And does he even exist?".
The question is answered comprehensively when an elf trips up Matthew Slater as he runs down the sideline on the opening kickoff. Except no one sees anything.
On the Pats' first possession, Tom Brady breaks every bone in his body after falling. No one is certain, but there may have been some magically disappearing reindeer poo on the field.
The Jets, who never cheat, are rewarded with present after present. Their offence scores at will, and the New York Sack Exchange is at its imperious 1980s best.
It's a horrible game as various Pats end up with wounds that are consistent with being Antlered repeatedly and it's rumoured that others end up as "help" in Lapland.
The thing is, though, that no one really knows what happened. The Pats lose badly and lose out for the rest of the season.
Pats - minus a sackful
Jets - it's a wonderful life.
Beligrinch starts by dissing Santa on Christmas Eve, claiming in a press conference that "this Christmas bullshit just gets in the way of me cheating, sorry, winning. And does he even exist?".
The question is answered comprehensively when an elf trips up Matthew Slater as he runs down the sideline on the opening kickoff. Except no one sees anything.
On the Pats' first possession, Tom Brady breaks every bone in his body after falling. No one is certain, but there may have been some magically disappearing reindeer poo on the field.
The Jets, who never cheat, are rewarded with present after present. Their offence scores at will, and the New York Sack Exchange is at its imperious 1980s best.
It's a horrible game as various Pats end up with wounds that are consistent with being Antlered repeatedly and it's rumoured that others end up as "help" in Lapland.
The thing is, though, that no one really knows what happened. The Pats lose badly and lose out for the rest of the season.
Pats - minus a sackful
Jets - it's a wonderful life.
