Where's Your God Now, Kurt?


Seriously. I have never had any inkling of being religious, and after the Super Bowl Sunday night... I can't see why Kurt Warner will go back to church next Sunday.

I sat waiting for a review on Mr. Warner's "fumble" with :05 left on the clock. It never came. Al Michaels tried to feed me some horseshit about how the officials confirmed the call on the field as the Steelers rushed on the field, kneeled on the ball and killed any dreams I had of trying to watch Kurt Warner lob a mircale at Larry Fitzgerald with zeroes on the game clock.

So I say to you Kurt Warner... Where was your God when you "Fumbled"? You, Ken Whisenhunt, and I all know that was an incomplete pass. We all know that your team got jobbed by the refs on multiple occaisions, but the least that the Big Guy could've done for you is get a review on the play. Sorry, Kurt. You've been forsaken. It's probably because you went back on that whole "Hey kids, you get a new puppy if I make the Super Bowl" thing. I mean, I didn't think the Cardinals would make it either...but God doesn't like liars.


P.S. Yes, I'm bitter that The Buzzsaw blew it. They should've won by 10. Fuck James Harrison, fuck Santonio "John" Holmes, and fuck the Buzzsaw that isn't the Cards defense in crunch time. Way to play 58 minutes guys.

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