Frozenfish
10-21-2005, 03:03 PM
>The coach had put together the perfect team for the Detroit Lions.
>The only thing that was missing was a topnotch quarterback to lead the
>team.
>
>Then, one night while watching CNN, he saw a war-zone scene in Afghanistan.
>In one corner of the background, he spotted a young Afghan Muslim soldier
>with an incredible arm.
>
>
>He threw a hand grenade straight into a 15th story window 100 yards away.
>
>
>KABOOM!
>
>
>He threw another hand-grenade 75 yards away, right into a chimney.
>
>
>KA-BLOOEY!
>Then, he threw another at a passing car going ninety miles an hour.
>BULLS-EYE!
>
>"I've got to get this guy!" the coach said to himself, "He has the perfect
>arm for a quarterback!"
>
>So, he travels to Afghanistan, finds the young man, brings him to the
>States, and teaches him the great game of professional football,
>the way it is played in the USA.
>
>
>The Detroit Lions win the Super Bowl on the strength of the young man's
>abilities.
>
>
>The young Afghan is hailed as a great hero of football, and when the coach
>asks him what he wants, all the man wants is to call his mother.
>
>"Mom" he says into the phone, "I just won the Super Bowl!"
>
>"I don't want to talk to you," the old Muslim woman says, "You deserted
>us. You are not my son!"
>
>"I don't think you understand, Mother," the young man pleads, "I've won the
>greatest sporting event in the world. I'm here among thousands of my
>adoring fans."
>
>"No! Let me tell you!", his mother retorts, "At this very moment, there are
>gunshots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile of rubble. Your two
>brothers were beaten within an inch of their lives last week, and I have to
>keep your sister in the house so she doesn't get attacked!"
>
>The old lady pauses for a moment, and then tearfully says, "I will never
>forgive you for making us move to Detroit!"
>The only thing that was missing was a topnotch quarterback to lead the
>team.
>
>Then, one night while watching CNN, he saw a war-zone scene in Afghanistan.
>In one corner of the background, he spotted a young Afghan Muslim soldier
>with an incredible arm.
>
>
>He threw a hand grenade straight into a 15th story window 100 yards away.
>
>
>KABOOM!
>
>
>He threw another hand-grenade 75 yards away, right into a chimney.
>
>
>KA-BLOOEY!
>Then, he threw another at a passing car going ninety miles an hour.
>BULLS-EYE!
>
>"I've got to get this guy!" the coach said to himself, "He has the perfect
>arm for a quarterback!"
>
>So, he travels to Afghanistan, finds the young man, brings him to the
>States, and teaches him the great game of professional football,
>the way it is played in the USA.
>
>
>The Detroit Lions win the Super Bowl on the strength of the young man's
>abilities.
>
>
>The young Afghan is hailed as a great hero of football, and when the coach
>asks him what he wants, all the man wants is to call his mother.
>
>"Mom" he says into the phone, "I just won the Super Bowl!"
>
>"I don't want to talk to you," the old Muslim woman says, "You deserted
>us. You are not my son!"
>
>"I don't think you understand, Mother," the young man pleads, "I've won the
>greatest sporting event in the world. I'm here among thousands of my
>adoring fans."
>
>"No! Let me tell you!", his mother retorts, "At this very moment, there are
>gunshots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile of rubble. Your two
>brothers were beaten within an inch of their lives last week, and I have to
>keep your sister in the house so she doesn't get attacked!"
>
>The old lady pauses for a moment, and then tearfully says, "I will never
>forgive you for making us move to Detroit!"