NFL FLAMING HYPOCRITES

NFL Facts

In 2012 the NFL had an issue with Tim Tebow kneeling for each game to pray, they also had an issue with Tebow wearing John 3:16 as part of his eye black to avoid glare and made him take it off.

In 2013 the NFL fined Brandon Marshall for wearing green cleats to raise awareness for people with mental health disorders.

In 2014 Robert Griffin III (RG3) entered a post-game press conference wearing a shirt that said "Know Jesus Know Peace"
but was forced to turn it inside out by an NFL uniform inspector before speaking at the podium.

In 2015 DeAngelo Williams was fined for wearing "Find the Cure" eye black for breast cancer awareness..

In 2015 William Gay was fined for wearing purple cleats to raise awareness for domestic violence. (Not that the NFL has a domestic violence problem...)

In 2016 the NFL prevented the Dallas Cowboys from wearing a decal on their helmet in honor of 5 Dallas Police officers killed in the line of duty.

In 2016 the NFL threatened to fine players who wanted to wear cleats to commemorate the 15th anniversary of 9/11.

So tell me again how the NFL supports free speech and expression all of a sudden.....

It seems quite clear, based on these facts, that the NFL has taken a position against any action by NFL players demonstrating RESPECT for any issue: For God, social causes such as mental health, cancer, domestic violence, for cops killed arbitrarily for being cops, for the Memory of 9/11...

But, they will allow demonstrations of DISRESPECT for our National Flag, our National Anthem, for America, and for the American People, if it will help mollify a particular group and its supporters (such as BLM, and other leftists...)

That is what the NFL has shown itself to be.

If is time to punish the NFL for their duplicity. Stop going to their games, and demand that restaurants and bars you attend change the channel if an NFL game is playing.

HOUSTON

I have been a dodgers fan since they moved from Brooklyn, New York in the 1950s. I saw them play when they were temporarily using the Coliseum in Los Angeles with the high screen to the left to the diamond. I saw Don Drysdale pitch, and Ron Marashal of San Francisco throw his bat and get put out of the game. I was listening when Marashal hit Roseborro over the head with a bat. My hero was long tall Frank Howard who grabbed many a potential home run by simply launching straight up and catching the ball somewhere next to the Jupiter.

I am not obsessed with any sport, and I am allergic to football. It makes me break out all over in the creep crawlies when I realize how little those bums have to do to make ten million dollars.

Today I have finally made my last cultural shift to be a pure Texan. I am now an Astros fan. It simply seems like the right thing to do, seeing that I live in Texas now.

5 to 1..... It is very Texan to go all the way to seven games before ending the round up and corralling the last game into their remuda. The Dodger calves have finally been banded by a Texas team.

And, you cannot help loving Houston. Those people are survivors. They are the best Baptists in the world. They regularly get rebaptized by various hurricanes from Africa and drenchings from El Nińo, and they keep coming back. We live in the Texas Hill Country where we actually look forward to hurricanes because they water our gardens.

Today, the Astros are Going Back to Houston.

Remember, DON'T MESS WITH TEXAS

THESE BE THY GODS, OH AMERICA

The whores are fingering the famous Amos and Pimp, Bobbie Weinstein. Suddenly, these whores and whorelettes who traded their virginity for fame and fortune are incensed and insulted that they were not treated like Mother Theresas when they arrived in Hellywood long ago.

Bill Crosby only recently went the way of all media flesh and had to cleanse his soul of sin publicly. This is a very old story, and only fools who live at a distance from Hellywood believe there are ANY clean stars in that filth hole.

In know why these starlets are coming out and accusing Weinstein. They hope he will be convicted of sex crimes in criminal court. That would give them legal leverage to sue him in civil court and reap a great harvest of his gold. The whores of Weinstein are not nearly are violated as you might think. They are simply whores.

My uncle worked in Hellywood as a stage hand changing the backdrops for movie scenes. He told my Dad that the stars and starlets would openly jump into the backdrop sheets and have sex with one another with no discrimination. They were addicted to sex then, and that was circa 1935.

My friend Lloyd was a cabinet maker who did custom work for the very rich in Beverly Hills and Hellywood. He said he redid all the cabinets in a mansion there, and the owner, who was very famous, was going to have a big party to show off his remodeled mansion. He invited Lloyd, as a sort of sweet gesture to an ordinary person, to come to the party and rub elbows with the rich and famous. He went, and when he entered the mansion, a girl at a desk asked him if he would like to check his clothes. He was confused, so he went to look into the area where the party was in full swing. He said every one of the people in there were stark naked. Rubbing elbows with the famous is only a small part of the process. Lloyd fled in disgust.

And, now the gods and goddesses of Hellywood have made themselves naked and vile to America, and your gods are now nothing but White and Black trash. I long ago, because of all the stories I head growing up in the LA area, learned to assume that virtually ALL movie and music stars in Hellywood were sex perverts. This goes all the way through the music industry. I used to be a fan of Virgil Fox, a great pipe organ performer. Then, someone who knew him told me he was a queer. Barf The fact that your hero plays JS Bach does not mean he keeps his pants on.

You have another mob of gods who have let you down, right. Oh, my my, what a shock to learn that so many Black football players hate America, Whites, and the flag. They are destroying the very temples where they gather in the gold from you suckers.

The shock and awe you feel and talk about is hog wash. You have made the least useful people of society your gods and goddesses, and you have no business being disappointed. A man plays a game, and he boozes and runs crack up his nose every weekend, and you look the other way because he is you favorite god of the pig skin.

There are men all throughout American society and life who risk their lives every day for you, and you worship at the shrine of the NFL. What a jerk you are.

Psalms 135:5 For I know that the LORD is great, and that our Lord is above all gods.

Psalms 59:5 Thou therefore, O LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to visit all the heathen: be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.

And, what shall we say about these churches that have a TV playing on Super Bowl Sunday instead of worshiping God and having godly fellowship?

Psalms 79:1 O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance; thy holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.

When I was in Bible college in southern California, there was a girl in the college who was singing with a famous Christian orchestra. They were based in Hellywood, and she traveled there often to sing for their record albums. The orchestra leader was reputed to be a great Christian gentleman, but he had a very sensual fetish lust for this girl. She was in awe of him, and she swooned every time she talked about him. She was a busty Marilyn Monroe type of girl. So, the gods of Christendom are also found in Hellywood, and they behave just like Bobbie Weinstein.

Around sixty years ago a Christian lady named Virginia Walker wanted to be a professional singer for Christian churches. She wanted the best voice training, so she enrolled in the Julliard School of Music in New York City. She reached the point when she was to do her final student performance and recital, and she was assigned to sing an Italian opera. She was practicing it, and she realized she had no idea what she was singing. She knew an Italian grocer in the neighborhood, so she took the opera around to him and asked him to translate it into English. 

The Italian grocer told her not to worry about the words, just sing the opera. She pressed him, and he finally said he would be embarrassed to do that for a lady. The words were nasty. Virginia Walker quit the Julliard at once and fled home to the local church and the people of God. God still used her and her music for her whole life.

I have one more issue I need to vent. I went into a Fundamental Baptist preacher's office one day, and in the corner was a life sized cardboard version of John Wayne. Around the office were other memorabilia of John Wayne. I about puked. John Wayne made it very clear that he had no need for God or religion. He was a hard drinking hard living piece of Hellywood filth. Ten minutes before he died, his family called a Catholic priest and asked them to give him the last rights. They must have known he was a God hater, but they wanted to see if they could slip him into Heaven under God's nose. I suppose they paid some high prices to buy Novenas and Masses to be said for Wayne later. This information is from my contacts who knew about John Wayne. IS THIS YOUR RELIGION? Or, maybe you like the hick burp Gaither version LIKE THIS.

Added Later: I feel I need to challenge some Christians for their deification of political figures. In particular, President Trump has been touted in near Messianic terms by many pastors and Christian leaders. Trump is no saint, and he is not going the rescue America from anything. Charismatics claim that Trump is God's "anointed one." What crass blasphemy. God allowed him to be President as an alternative to Hillary Clinton, who is goddess of Christ hating Liberals. 

Are you claiming Trump is some sort of God fearing special saint and exalting him as the Savior of America? If so, you have no true Savior, for that is Christ. You may not even be born again. How can you exalt a man who says, "Grab the girls by the p___y?" You are a reprobate follower of pagan gods.

What filthy things are you doing in order to be well employed? What gods of sports and Hellywood win your regular homage at the temple of TV or the Internet? Long ago there was a man who was not so famous when he was a young man. He was content to be a simple carpenter. Later, God used his Son to found the Christian Church, and he saved hundreds of millions of souls from sin and death. Is he really your only God?

What would you do to be clean again? Do you have heathen fetishes in your home or office to the gods of sport and Hellywood that need to be burned? The missionaries used to insist that true believers in Africa burn all their heathen fetishes.

Here is a fetish burning by Zulu Christians.

Since the beginning of the revival in 1967 God has been convicting people about their occult possessions and their stolen property. If things cannot be returned to their owner they are brought to be burned. Every now and then a huge public bonfire is made to burn these witchcraft fetishes and stolen articles.

Should you have a burning service to get clean?

DON'T WIDEN THE PLATE

ONLY THIS MESSAGE WILL MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN

In Nashville, Tennessee, during the first week of January 1996, more than 4,000 baseball coaches descended upon the Opryland Hotel for the 52nd annual ABCA's convention.

While I waited in line to register with the hotel staff, I heard other more veteran coaches rumbling about the lineup of speakers scheduled to present during the weekend. One name, in particular, kept resurfacing, always with the same sentiment — “John Scolinos is here? Oh, man, worth every penny of my airfare.”

Who is John Scolinos, I wondered. No matter; I was just happy to be there.

In 1996, Coach Scolinos was 78 years old and five years retired from a college coaching career that began in 1948. He shuffled to the stage to an impressive standing ovation, wearing dark polyester pants, a light blue shirt, and a string around his neck from which home plate hung — a full-sized, stark-white home plate.

Seriously, I wondered, who is this guy?

After speaking for twenty-five minutes, not once mentioning the prop hanging around his neck, Coach Scolinos appeared to notice the snickering among some of the coaches. Even those who knew Coach Scolinos had to wonder exactly where he was going with this, or if he had simply forgotten about home plate since he’d gotten on stage.

Then, finally …“You’re probably all wondering why I’m wearing home plate
around my neck,” he said, his voice growing irascible. I laughed along with the others, acknowledging the possibility. “I may be old, but I’m not crazy. The reason I stand before you today is to share with you baseball people what I’ve learned in my life, what I’ve learned about home plate in my 78 years.” Several hands went up when Scolinos asked how many Little League coaches were in the room. “Do you know how wide home plate is in Little League?”

After a pause, someone offered, “Seventeen inches?”, more of a question than answer.

“That’s right,” he said. “How about in Babe Ruth’s day? Any Babe Ruth coaches in the house?”

Another long pause. “Seventeen inches?” a guess from another reluctant coach.

“That’s right,” said Scolinos. “Now, how many high school coaches do we have in the room?” Hundreds of hands shot up, as the pattern began to appear. “How wide is home plate in high school baseball?"

“Seventeen inches,” they said, sounding more confident.

“You’re right!” Scolinos barked. “And you college coaches, how wide is home plate in college?”

“Seventeen inches!” we said, in unison.

“Any Minor League coaches here? How wide is home plate in pro ball?” ............“Seventeen inches!”

“RIGHT! And in the Major Leagues, how wide home plate is in
the Major Leagues?"

“Seventeen inches!”

“SEV-EN-TEEN INCHES!” he confirmed, his voice bellowing off the walls. “And what do they do with a Big League pitcher who can’t throw the ball over seventeen inches?” Pause. “They send him to Pocatello !” he hollered, drawing raucous laughter. “What they don’t do is this: they don’t say, ‘Ah, that’s okay, Jimmy. You can’t hit a seventeen-inch target? We’ll make it eighteen inches or nineteen inches. We’ll make it twenty inches so you have a better chance of hitting it. If you can’t hit that, let us know so we can make it wider
still, say twenty-five inches.'”

Pause.

“Coaches…” pause, "… what do we do when our best player shows up late to practice? When our team rules forbid facial hair and a guy shows up unshaven? What if he gets caught drinking? Do we hold him accountable? Or do we change the rules to fit him? Do we widen home plate? The chuckles gradually faded as four thousand coaches grew quiet, the fog lifting as the old coach’s message began to unfold. He turned the plate toward himself and, using a Sharpie, began to draw something. When he turned it toward the
crowd, point up, a house was revealed, complete with a freshly drawn door and two windows. “This is the problem in our homes today. With our marriages, with the way we parent our kids. With our discipline. We don’t teach accountability to our kids, and there is no consequence for failing to meet standards. We widen the plate!”

Pause.

Then, to the point at the top of the house he added a small American flag. “This is the problem in our schools today. The quality of our education is going downhill fast and teachers have been stripped of the tools they need to be successful, and to educate and discipline our young people. We are allowing others to widen home plate! Where is that getting us?”

Silence. He replaced the flag with a Cross. “And this is the problem in the Church, where powerful people in positions of authority have taken advantage of young children, only to have such an atrocity swept under the rug for years. Our church leaders are widening home plate for themselves! And we allow it.”

“And the same is true with our government. Our so called representatives make rules for us that don’t apply to themselves. They take bribes from lobbyists and foreign countries. They no longer serve us. And we allow them to widen home plate, and we see our country falling into a dark abyss while we watch.”

I was amazed. At a baseball convention where I expected to learn something about curve balls and bunting and how to run better practices, I had learned something far more valuable. From an old man with home plate strung around his neck, I had learned something about life, about myself, about my own weaknesses and about my responsibilities as a leader. I had to hold myself and others accountable to that which I knew to be right, lest our families, our faith, and our society continue down an undesirable path.

“If I am lucky,” Coach Scolinos concluded, “you will remember one thing from this old coach today. It is this: if we fail to hold ourselves to a higher standard, a standard of what we know to be right; if we fail to hold our spouses and our children to the same standards, if we are unwilling or unable to provide a consequence when they do not meet the standard; and if our schools & churches & our government fail to hold themselves accountable to those they serve, there is but one thing to look forward to …”

With that, he held home plate in front of his chest, turned it around, and revealed its dark black backside, “… dark days ahead.”

Coach Scolinos died in 2009 at the age of 91, but not before touching the lives of hundreds of players and coaches, including mine. Meeting him at my first ABCA convention kept me returning year after year, looking for similar wisdom and inspiration from other coaches. He is the best clinic speaker the ABCA has ever known because he was so much more than a baseball coach. His message was clear: “Coaches, keep your players — no matter how good they are — your own children, your churches, your government, and most of all, keep yourself at seventeen inches."

And this my friends is what our country has become and what is wrong with it today, and how to fix it.

"Don't widen the plate."

SOCCER (FOOTBALL) TENDER MOMENTS

Sir Alex certainly has done soccer a service in catching the special goals, saves, and other high moments.

This is, by far, the best work of Sir Alex.

NOT ALL ATHLETES HATE THEIR COUNTRY

In case you have developed at bitter spirit over the racist scum who hate America and our flag, here is proof that there are tender hearted athletes still out there...............

OBAMA GIVE FINAL VERDICT ON OBAMACARE

Drudge seems to see significance in Obama saying he is being forced out of he White House. He was clearly making humor, so I am not going to assume he still longs to trash term limits.

But, his comment on his golf game is a fantastic commentary on Obamacare. This statement starts when he says, "My drive is straight....."

Now, there is something we can all agree with.

FIRST AND SECOND PLACE IN NYC FOR KENYA

This is the sort of story that the main line media totally ignore.

Kenya won first and second place in the New York City Marathon.

READ ABOUT IT HERE

HERE IS A KENYA NEWS MEDIA REPORT FROM THE PAST SHOWING MARY KEITANY IN HER HOME AREA NEAR ELDORAT, KENYA

This editor lived in Eldoret back in the 1970s and taught in the local High School. 

Mary now joins Kipchoge Keinio in the hotel business in Eldoret. Keinio won in long distance running in the Olympics long ago in Mexico and rode his winnings and fame into big Kenyan real estate. These people literally show us how to run to the top.