Angeles Legend

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated time-capsule 'claim' of a mod 'classic' Earth-prince athlete whose write of a Martian football challenge draws an image of Homeland (American) direction.

A fantasy football yarn loosely drawn from the competition-superstitions hyperboles from the unusual/excellent American (football) film Heaven Can Wait (Warren Beatty). Happy Holidays,

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My name's Amlan Satan, and I've a pretty wild-tale to relate, as I was playing for Buffalo (football) as a QB in one autumn season of incomplete-distances to sportsmanship for Homeland (America) Earth confidence for activity-drawn antiterrorism conversations and fanfare/lifestyle when I was engaged by a Martian named Endymion who claimed he'd psychically inhabit the brain of a rival Los Angeles team QB for an exhibition event on Earth for social media culture citizenry commentary about style-based competition 'education' to test my human race mettle for civilization patriotism (hmm).

The Martian, Endymion, made a 'wage' for me that he'd inhabit a special LA-QB psyche-brain wave level to take-control the athlete and see if I'd be able to challenge his incomplete-distances to field-competition choreography for play-action and zone-oriented chess-stalemate thinking, which I achieved in doing, with my special 'sticker' counter-punch of line-offense passing for balance of my own Buffalo team defense man-thinking to create a sort of 'stalemate' diorama that would be counted as writers as a 'token-numerics' image of great sportsmanship equivalence(s), perhaps for social media art(s). I'd met the challenge and offered sunny-Angeles (Cali) a sophisticated straight-line of human race mettle (for bureaucracy!).

ENDYMION: Quite the feat, Mr. Satan.

ME (Amlan Satan): You're self-exiling yourself to the deep-ocean abyss, eh?

ENDYMION: I'm satisfaction wrought for competition windows now, for studies.

ME: What, you're seeking some capitalism-consciousness media-IQ examination?

ENDYMION: Perhaps, but it's a private matter and you've won the 'deed' for Earth!

ME: Cool...sounds like a secret time-capsule diary-write claim for sports-race IQ.

ENDYMION: Write your time-capsule, but don't present it as anything else, Satan.

ME: I get it; you're avoiding archaeology-deviance for private haven for studies!

ENDYMION: Good; you matched my football-acumen for a sunny-Angeles art(s).

ME: You too (thanx).

I've enclosed in this time-capsule a special Super Bowl 'memoir' reflection(s) trophy item, a Rams-Stafford QB diamond for a parallax for my claim of a superstitions-rich hospitality-reading for human race excellence to highlight what makes/made our 21st-Century America a place of incomplete-distances for (simplified) bureaucracy-readings of (perhaps) 'miraculous' chess-dough (for all).