Think of it as the Superbowl of all Superbowls. God has arranged the game, and since he knows the opposition very well, he has set all the parameters in our favor. We are in the locker room right now getting our information about our opponent, while our founding fathers are waiting in the guest boxes. When we get the signal we will enter the arena and win the game. When the kickoff happens, I'm clothes-lining everyone on the other side I can reach, and I've got boot knives in both cleats to finish 'em off when they go down...
Frowning takes 68 muscles.
Smiling takes 6.
Pulling this trigger takes 2.
I'm lazy.
Now, now, we don’t want to lose any yardage or rack up any fines, so ya gotta stick with God’s playbook.