bet the farm on it...

The other day I called my friend Junior in New Mexico. I asked if he attended the Insurrection:

"No," emphasizing, "I wish I did though. The Patriot's who stormed the capitol should be applauded for their actions."

I got to give credit to the Libertarian bastard, he was yelling 'Trump' before it became cool.

our conversation circa 2011:

"We should do like Donald Trump says and turn it into lake Iran. How come this country spends trillions on wars & doesn't get a fucking dime in return," or his other staple, "Build a fucking wall to keep the illegals out. There's too goddamn many of them to begin with."

Ten years down the road and we are having a different conversation:

"Are you mad your idol lost?"

"He's not my idol. He's your idol," is his quick reply to my question.

"Don't lie to me dude. You were tooting the Trump horn way before anyone else. You were the very first guy I knew who started talking about Trump for president. Don't jump ship now. Admit he's your fucking idol & we can move on."

"He's your fucking idol."

"Don't get smart with me boy. Admit it already!"

"Like I said before dip shit. 'He's your fucking idol.' Jesus, are you deaf?"

Junior is a tricky one:

"What about the Chiefs motherfucker? It's back to back time. I'm going to have virtual parade Monday after they win it. I'll send you an invite."

"Don't bother," adding with gruff, "They are going to lose to Captain America. It will be the Brady show come Sunday. The Chiefs will lay an egg."

Junior is a die hard Steeler fan. Through the years I've listened to him brag about how many Super Bowls they'd won compared to my beloved Chiefs. The Steelers' are no where to be found nowadays. I remind him of such.

"Back to back motherfucker. I've been telling you the same thing since the nineties. Once we get a quarterback the titles will start piling up. Look what finally happened. Tom Brady can stand outside as far as I'm concerned. The Suck's; or Buc's; or whatever their goddamn name is have no chance - None!"

"Mahomes is pretty good," stating the obvious to me, "I just don't think he has what it takes to get it done, not against Brady any way. You guys will be back in the Super Bowl again. This year belongs to Captain America."

"Captain America," I add with a mocking tone, "He sure as hell isn't Captain America to me. He's just another cog in the Belicheater wheel. If you are going to refer to him as Captain America; Mahomes is Superman."

"I get it, Mahomes is good. Think about it this way instead. This will be a legacy game for Mahomes; with Brady it's just another Super Bowl. The pressure might be too much for him," he's regurgitating what some moron sportscaster is saying. I call him out on it.

"I agree with them," is his answer.

"Let's go a bill on it if you are so sure," Junior is a gambling man. Let's see him put his money where his mouth is, "I'll take the Chiefs and you can have Captain America."

"I'm going to pass," is his response to the challenge.

"That's what I thought. The Chiefs win by a couple of touchdowns. Bet the farm on it."