"Now what did I tell you. When we had our first day of pratice, I said, 'Boys, we're gonna play big league, we're gonna win lots, so many wins, and we're gonna be the very best, like no one ever was. Look at us now, the champions of champions." Donald John Trump said to his locker room, holding up the Continental Trophy to the heavy roar of approval from the assembled team, many wet from gatorate splashes or covered in confetti, feeling absolutely on top of the world from such an incredible season.
"When I signed up for this League, a lot of people I knew, smart people said, 'Donald, why the heck are you going into sports. You don't know a thing about football, you're throwing your money away, it's stupid." Trump said in a condescending tone, making many laugh. "Well those people may be smart, but they don't know a thing about football. They didn't know the things I do, my genius football brain, how we assembled the best team, the greatest team, the greatest there ever shall and will be, to the field. The NFL, a disaster, so messy and so awful to their players. We made all seventeen of their seasons look like hot garbage and their precious Super Bowl look like flag football." Trump added, to many heavy roars and whistles.
"No matter what happens no, no matter what where this League goes, no matter your careers, always remember this. You are the very first, THE FIRST, Champions of this League, and no one can ever take that away from you. We may have some seasons where we don't go all the way, it's possible, I must admit. But no team can ever do what we did, be the first to win this trophy, this beautiful shiny trophy, and make history like we did. Cause there's only one team in America who can claim this, who is it?"
"THE NEW JERSEY GENERALS!" His team proudly proclaimed.
"Now, let me pass the trophy and mic to our wonderful captain and quarterback, THE FIRST MVP, John Elway." Trump said, passing the trophy to Elway.
"Thank you everyone. They say there's no I in team, but there's also no I in New Jersey Generals, and every one of us proved that this season." Elway began.
Trump tuned out his quarterbacks speech as his mind conjured up grand fantasies of where the team would go, his heart dancing with joy and pride of this great, beautiful occasion. If there was one sensation, one emotion that Donald Trump absolutely loved to experience in this world, it was winning. He was born a winner, just like his father, a family of winners. He was meant for great things, and while he stumbled recently thanks to Joseph, he was back in his groove and gonna be even more awesomer.
Trump loved football, it was his favorite sport all his life and he once had dreams of going pro in his childhood, but sadly never had the makings of a varsity athlete. As thee NFL bloomed, Trump wanted in, to take part in the great game as an owner, but those snobbish jerks in the NFL refused all of his attempts to purchase the Colts. When David Dixon approached him with the offer to own a Jersey based team, it was a beautiful blessing. He could own a team in his favorite sport, own a local club that could surpass the Giants and Jets, and he would once more get to compete against the O'Brians through Joseph's daughter in-law Carrie. A shame, what a terrible shame he couldn't beat the Geese tonight, but he beat the team that knocked out the Geese and by proxy, that meant the Generals were beater than the Geese, no question.
That sweet beautiful ecstascy he experienced when Walker crossed the endzone was one he wanted to experience again and again. With his football genius and his players' mastery of the game, Trump was sure he would hold this trophy again. Perhaps, once the League was stable and opportunities arose, he could spread his talents to other sports. Donald Trump, the Sports King, wouldn't that be a hell of a legacy?
God he could go for some McDonald's right now.
The Lone Ranger
