I watched Patton last night and was bored... Now, I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a game by worrying for his team. He won it by making the other poor dumb fan worry for his. Men, all this stuff you have heard about Patriots not wanting to fight, about being soft, is a lot of horse dung. Patriots, traditionally, love to fight. All Real New Englanders love the sting of playoffs. When you were kids, you admired all the champions of Red Sox, Celtics, Bruins, even your local college hockey team. New Englanders love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. New Englanders play to win all the time. Now I wouldn’t give a hoot in hell for a New Yorker lost and laugh. That’s why Patriots rarely lose and will never have a another losing seasons. Because the very thought of losing is hateful to the Patriots. Now the Patriots are a team. It blocks, pass, catch, run as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. The bilious bastards who wrote that stuff about individuality for the New York Post don’t know anything more about winning then they do about fornicating. Now we have the finest Quarterback and Tight End, the best coach, and the best secondary in the world. You know by God, I actually pity those Ravens were going up against. By God I do. Were not just going to outscore the bastards. Were going to run through their living guts and use them to keep Brady to protected. Were going to crush those lousy Ravens Bastards by the bushel. Now some of you fans, I know are wondering whether you can look Ravens and Giants fan in the eye. Don’t worry about it. I can assure you that you will cheer for your team. The Ravens are the enemy. Wade into them. Say “Seven Nation Army is stupid. Tell them Ray Lewis is at least guilty of something. When you look back at where you were for 42 and 46 and know that this is the chance to right that wrong. You’ll know what to do. Now there’s another thing I want you to remember. I don’t want to get any updates of saying that Pats are suffering sacks. Were not suffering sacks. Let the Raven do that. We are pressuring constantly and we not interested taking any sacks- were taking the enemy. We are going to go up tempo offence and going to kick them in ass. Were going to pass all over them all the time. Were gonna go through them like crap through Terrell Suggs Mouth! Now there’s one thing that you Pats Fans will be able to say when you get back from Gillette, and you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now, and your sitting in section 304 all the way up in the nosebleeds with your grandson next to you, and he asks you. “What did you do in the 2014 Playoffs”. You wont have to say, “Well I lived in Baltimore.” All right now you sons-of-Belichick, you know I how I feel. Oh and I will be proud To cheer with you wonderful Pats fan Into any Game, Any where. That’s all.
If Gen. Patton was a Pats Fan (long).