What if? The Madden Way – Win’s a win regardless.

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Sometimes all you got left is anger. Nothing else, pure exhausting anger and you can’t get rid of other way than just getting down to business and getting the job done.
Or struggling again… Life can be really annoying at times.
Marcin Magician had the best feel of how annoying the life can be with seconds left and last dying attempt he could have changed the outcome of his team’s game but somehow he let it slip and the 49ers had to bow in front of the Saints as they won game in front of the angry fans 16 to 10. Magician was called for offensive pass interference in the last attempt, only coz little known rookie cornerback was that little bit annoying. A moment of lapse in concentration and despite 5 catches for 162 yards and the only team’s score, all Magician could say was “Oh I fucked up!”. Life.
Matters gone better for the Colts who had a very late run to force an overtime and get the job done there with 37-31 score at Chiefs home turf. It started ugly with the running game going backwards more often than forwards and with Jamaal finding holes in Colts D line but eventually Luck’s 5 TD to 0 picks and 388 yards (27/44) was just enough to scrape this win together. On the other side Alex Smith played a solid game going for 320 yards (28/41, 3-1) but it just wasn’t enough.
The story of the week happened in Washington where the Redskins ripped a win out of the defending champions, Packer’s throat and they could thank Liam for a desperate scramble in last minute of the game leading to his first rushing TD. The place went nuts and Magician 359 passing yards to go with 1td and 0 picks (26/34) was enough despite Rodgers 426 yards on 50 attempts with 33 completions and 3 to 1 TD to interception ratio. After the game Rodgers said, that this loss really stung hard as he felt he couldn’t do any more to make sure they’d win and yet it wasn’t enough.
So some of our characters caught a break finally. Let’s hope it’ll continue into the future weeks.

Black Angel – Graham Masterton

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I can’t remember where I found “Black Angel” by Masterton but I can remember very vividly several brutal scenes from the book. I remember saying to myself that the amount of sex and brutality showcased in Graham’s books is one of the reason there’s not many movies made out of his stories. Sometimes there is just simply too much to handle on a visual aspect of matters.
Larry is an Italian cop living in San Francisco who gets a case of a serial killer, who appears to be committing a ritual murders of whole families.
Larry is destined to solve the case providing he can face his own biggest nightmare… And to add to this he’ll have to come across many mutilated creatures that appear to be a work of some psychotic person who just escaped from mental health institute high as a kite on some experimental drugs. If you stomach isn’t string enough, perhaps this title is not for you.
Larry will have to make a journey of discovery where he’ll come across spirits, psychics, many so called experts from the field of the dark magic and those grotesque monsters that will make his stomach turn inside out many times.
The book starts us straight away with an explosion of horror and fear and you can almost think that you might need to forget about reading the book as the first chapter alone sends your senses on a paralysing trip but unfortunately the action then becomes a bit diluted, the plot at times becomes banal and you might start wondering how on earth you got there but there is something that keeps you reading it (perhaps the peculiar monsters straight from mental breakdown hell) and you get rewarded with an epic ending that jumps out at you leaving you unprepared, thinking how on Earth Masterton managed to pull it off…
“Black Angel” despite some flaws remains one of my favourite novels, perhaps due to the fact I like all things that are disgusting, grotesque, obnoxious and just plainly disgusting as hell…
Or, perhaps reading the book desensitised me to all sorts of gore, brutal, hardly imaginable stuff. I don’t know. I first read it in my early teens and I just ate page after page until there was no turning back on what my imagination could handle…