The Fix...

What you just saw was a gambling fix. The NBA has had it perfected for a while. They actually finally busted a referee for fixing games as it was so obvious. Well, welcome the NFL to that corrupt realm.

You saw the game. You saw the garbage that went on. The replay booth doesn't work for Ed Hercules, but somehow, the 'upstairs' booth works with less than 2 minutes in the half and Brandon Marshall is in the end zone yet it needed to be reviewed. Chalk up a pick for Phil even though it wasn't a pick and if it was even remotely close to a turnover it would have been a fumble.

Needless to say that the Diabetic foible at the end was so clearly a fumble that I stated I'd quit football if they actually overturned that call. Turns out they did overturn it and now I'm obligated to quit.

And let's not forget that at game time, the Chargers were 1.5 point favorites. Think about that for a second. Shanahan went for two after the biggest lie that has ever been perpetrated by humanity. If he makes it, the Donks win by a point and anyone with the Donks wins money. If he misses, the Donks lose by a point and anyone with the Donks wins money. Overtime is nothing but his enemy, or well, anyone's enemy with money on the game. That was a fix. If you've never seen one before, welcome to the world of gambling. That was a fix. A game on the take.

I've got Hoculi's address and email. It's public if you google it. So go put a flaming bag of dog shit on his balcony and berate him verbally. I'm not advocating violence or shennanigans but he deserves to be blasted for so publicly revealing that he was on the take.

I QUIT. I Quit.