It's official. The NFL has gone homo.
Its latest commercial has come out and said "FOOTBALL IS GAY. IT'S LESBIAN. IT'S FOR EVERYONE."
It's nothing I'm exaggerating or making up. They're boldly bragging about it.
I can't say I'm surprised. After watching the NFL, and every other professional sports league, embrace Communism, rioting and looting last summer, watching it go full homo only seems natural.
There was a time when sports provided a healthy outlet for boys. Playing sports meant being outside in the sunlight; exercising, learning about teamwork and staying out of trouble. Those who didn't play sports stayed inside and were brainwashed by the boob tube. (Which probably explains our country's current state more than anything. All those nerds who didn't play sports are now running the nation.)
It's one thing for sodomites to commit mortal sin in the privacy of their own homes. Now they're shilling hard to indoctrinate innocent children into their depraved world. The old line is true: misery loves company. There's nothing a person going to hell wants more than to drag others down to hell with them.
As I've said in the past, I constantly overestimate the intelligence level of the American people. I would think the league's embrace of sexual deviancy would be the last straw for Ma and Pa America, and yet I just know there will be plenty of cucks drooling over football this fall. You know the kind I'm talking about: pathetically fat men, wearing team jerseys and mindlessly screaming from the stands.
I hate to be crude, but they remind of the type of man that fantasizes about his wife or girlfriend getting gangbanged. That's the level of pussyfication and self-loathing I'm talking about.