Whatever money you got, put it on the Carolina Panthers.
If you ain’t got no money, sell possessions, take out a second mortgage, pawn your gold chain, sell your ass if you have to, but whatever you do, make sure you have some cash on the Panthers to win when they play the Denver Broncos in Super Bowl 50.
Give as many as you want!
Carolina’s gonna beat Denver so bad it’s gonna look like the Broncos have just learned the game and had come on the field expecting to play mixed doubles tennis.
At first I thought it was a misstep for Cam Newton to mention his race as a/the reason that so many people seem to hate him.
Then I read this absurd article by Bob Raissman in the New York Daily News (thanks Bob) which pretty much argued that what Cam said was dumb and I got it.
Bringing up race was genius.
It pointed to the elephant in the room, it stated aloud that the emperor had no clothes and it cleared the air.
It also made the Super Bowl all about Cam Newton.
Fuck Peyton Manning’s last hurrah, the HGH scandal or any of that shit. With Peyton, you’re essentially talking about a quarterback that got his only title because of the coaching of Tony Dungy.
No, what Cam did in shining the focus on his own Black ass was say “Watch me (and in the meantime, pay no attention to what the rest of my teammates are doing).”
And those are gonna be the guys that actually beat the Broncos.
Now, of course another immediate concern was Cam’s white teammates. Would they go hard for a Black quarterback that had made the biggest game of their lives all about his Blackness?
Then I thought about that again.
These past few years we’ve seen Trayvon, Tamir, Eric, Sandra, Dylann Roof, Michael Brown, Laquan, Akai… It’s been an ugly, ugly racial epoch in American history.
And although Black athletes have been gradually becoming more sociopolitical since the days of Michael Jordan and his contemporaries’ regard to their skin color as being something akin to saying while tugging chunks of their own forearms, “Oh, this old thing? It’s just something I threw on”, no Black athlete in his prime has confronted race as a topic this directly since the days of Muhammad Ali.
And if you ask the Black boxers of Ali’s era, some of which would openly admit they hated him, none would deny that they respected him.
And it’s that dilemma that’s gonna confront the Denver Broncos Black defensive players; guys that would otherwise just love to pin their ears back and try to kill the quarterback.
How do you try to kill somebody who, at the end of the day, made a statement which at base is not only something you agree with, but made it in a way that you can’t help but admire?
You don’t. You just try to tackle him. And that’s not gonna be enough.
So I don’t care if you hate Niggers.
You could be a member of the Klan.
We’re talking about money right now and if you’ve got some and you want some more, put what you got on the Panthers.
In your heart, you can still root for Peyton.
But your heart ain’t gotta pay the bills.