I shall crush you! (except that I can't really remember your stupid name)
The mighty anger of my rage shall swell up to staggering heights!
It shall come down upon you like Jennings did with that ball! [goddamnit!]
[incoherent yelling - you may want to look away for a moment]
Your Needle of Space is no match for the terror of my angry stares!
Your fans and players shall not know the joy of a true win, and they will always know!
They will don those blue pants and stupid fluorescent green shoes in shame!
SHAME!
RRRRRRRRR >< AAAAAHHHH
The whole world seems to be ending, the refs made the wrong call!
You #$)(*@ piece of &#$)@ stainless @&#$$.
I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!
I will never calm down!
I cannot calm down!
Something bad happened in football.
I guess that I'll go to bed.
Seattle is safe
My rage will be contained in fits of tears, cried into my pillows in California.
Goodnight, you $%@*( #$&(@ &^#.
Of course, on second thought, 14-2 is still a perfectly respectable record.
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