It's  FOOTBALL time....
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Al Davis had finally put together the perfect Raiders team for
'01. The only thing he was missing was a good quarterback.

He had scouted all the colleges, and even the high schools, and
he couldn't find a ringer quarterback that would ensure a
SuperBowl win.

Then one night, watching CNN, he saw the war zone in Bosnia. In
the background, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a young
Bosnian soldier with a truly incredible arm. He threw a hand
grenade straight into a 15th story window 200 yards away... ka-boom! He
threw another hand grenade into a group of about 10 soldiers a good 110
yards away--ka-blooey! A car passes going 90 miles an hour--bulls-eye! Right
into the barely open window.

"I've got to get this guy," Al says to himself. "He has the
perfect arm!"

So he brings him to the States and teaches him the great game of
football.  Predictably, the young man breaks all the NFL records for
completed passes, and the Raiders go on to win the SuperBowl.

The young Bosnian is lionized as the Great Hero of that year's
SuperBowl, and when Al asks him what he wants, all the young man
wants to do is to call his mother. "Mom," the young man says into the
receiver, "I just won the SuperBowl."

"I don't want to talk to you," the old woman says. "You deserted
us. You're not my son."

"I don't think you understand, mother," the young man pleads. "I
just won the greatest sporting event in the world. I'm in the
middle of thousands of adoring fans."

"No, let me tell you," the mother implores. "At this very moment,
there are gun shots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile of
rubble. Your two brothers were beaten within an inch of their
lives last week, and this week your sister was raped in broad daylight...."

The old lady pauses, in tears, "...I'll never forgive you for moving us to
Oakland!"