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Years ago, the Jazz of Utah found themselves in a predicament.
The days of Stockton and Malone were but fading memories, slipping out of the minds of fans like sand in the hourglass.
As were the memories of brave Deron Williams, and the pre-spraypaint Carlos Boozer (peace be with him).
One prophet of Jazzfanz proclaimed that faith should be placed in the new apostle of the Jazz. Some referred to Him as God himself-- to the rest of the known world, he is referred to as Gordon Hayward.
One other prophet insisted that the hope lied within the new saviour of the Wasatch, Black Jesus himself.
These were trying times, indeed. The flashes of our God Gordon Hayward certainly appeared, though vanished in quick succession. Fickle like the Northern Lights themselves.
He known as Black Jesus never gathered is footing. Since being cursed by Chris Baal in the preseason,
an exorcism and crucifixion was inevitable.
With Saint Rudy of Normandy ordaining the exorcism, and Apostle Lindsey ordaining the sacrifice, Black Jesus is no longer with us.
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Which brings us to the Rally Churro
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The brave prophet Dipship once attended a game, feeling a strange desire to obtain a churro from the concessions at the arena.
Upon receiving one, he strangely felt obliged not to finish his churro. The presence of this churro spurred the Jazz to victory.
The prophet received visions later that night-- the key to the dreams of Utah lied within the power of this idol, the ineffable power behind this symbol.
The Rally Churro it was named.
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This thread is will attempt to collect all rally churro honours posted in other threads. Continue to bless the game threads with your dedications, however we shall come here on Sundays to pay our respects.
Amen.
The days of Stockton and Malone were but fading memories, slipping out of the minds of fans like sand in the hourglass.
As were the memories of brave Deron Williams, and the pre-spraypaint Carlos Boozer (peace be with him).
One prophet of Jazzfanz proclaimed that faith should be placed in the new apostle of the Jazz. Some referred to Him as God himself-- to the rest of the known world, he is referred to as Gordon Hayward.
One other prophet insisted that the hope lied within the new saviour of the Wasatch, Black Jesus himself.
These were trying times, indeed. The flashes of our God Gordon Hayward certainly appeared, though vanished in quick succession. Fickle like the Northern Lights themselves.
He known as Black Jesus never gathered is footing. Since being cursed by Chris Baal in the preseason,
an exorcism and crucifixion was inevitable.
With Saint Rudy of Normandy ordaining the exorcism, and Apostle Lindsey ordaining the sacrifice, Black Jesus is no longer with us.
...
Which brings us to the Rally Churro
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The brave prophet Dipship once attended a game, feeling a strange desire to obtain a churro from the concessions at the arena.
Upon receiving one, he strangely felt obliged not to finish his churro. The presence of this churro spurred the Jazz to victory.
The prophet received visions later that night-- the key to the dreams of Utah lied within the power of this idol, the ineffable power behind this symbol.
The Rally Churro it was named.
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This thread is will attempt to collect all rally churro honours posted in other threads. Continue to bless the game threads with your dedications, however we shall come here on Sundays to pay our respects.
Amen.
