May 30th, 2006
It’s been a long time since I dug out the Roswell Rayguns, but submit to you that, pound-for-pound, “Coach, you were 5-79 last season, why the playoff talk?” may be the best opening to an advertisement, ever.
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When the Rayguns first appeared, Eric Neel spoke the truth:
I believe in the funk and I tell you this: You cannot trifle with the funk, you can’t just set it loose, in a commercial or in your head, and expect things to stay the same. Sure, it looks harmless enough, all wrapped in nostalgia like it is here, like it’s a ’70s thing, but the funk is bigger, nastier and more intoxicating than even the most intense blast of nostalgia … and it cannot be contained. It is out there now, reanimated, in the air. It will proliferate, and it will change things. Squares will swing, stiffs will groove, the slow-down, feed-the-post game will disappear, and we will all be better for it.
Bring on The Finals.
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