America’s national pastimes, “Sports,” reflect and embody all of America’s broad societal ills and woes. With that noted, It’s “interesting” to observe Trump’s cult, which is composed apparently of many White Americans. White America, which is the National Football League’s historical fan base, longs for a “Great White Hope,” a “strong” man to rule the day, in both the real world and the sports world. They long for strong powerful White men to dominate the game and rule the day, rule the country, with an iron fist, hence Brock Purdy and Jason Allen.

The White Quarterback is becoming, right before our eyes, a rarity.

The response is no different from how White America searched for a “Great White Hope” to defeat the nation’s first Black Heavyweight Champion, the immensely “manly” and uppity Jack Johnson.

Delve into the depths of the Neo-Confederate surge gripping our nation and unravel the intricate strands fueling the fervor, the almost savage zest and fire behind King Trump’s loyalists. What fundamental social dynamics propel the palpable cultural apprehension, the “fear” of displacement, and relegation to the periphery of the American narrative?

Direct your gaze towards the core of America’s national ethos.

The National Football League is our national religion. It reflects and embodies our national character and essence. We are well-dressed cave people.

As the NFL playoffs unfold, the artificial turf is adorned with Black quarterbacks and coaches, indispensable protagonists in the riveting gridiron saga. Their presence, an indomitable force, has irrevocably altered the racially polarized landscape of the sporting realm, defying comparison.

Are we approaching change? Nay, change is already upon us! We is here baby, and he is him, and he is an ebony alpha male. My Lord, Mary, sweet momma of baby Jesus, well slap my behind and call me Mr. Field General!

Exploring the male soap opera that is the NFL, we can’t help but confront the “isms” plaguing America at large, encapsulated within the league’s century-plus-long narrative. The last half-century unfolds as a pigskin canvas where White men, engaged in a work of futility, relentlessly sought to thwart the ascent of the Black gladiator. Their manipulation of the gridiron landscape aimed to favor the nonathletic White quarterback, with the coveted “Signal Caller” position enjoying top status in the real world - where Presidents, movie stars, astronauts, kings, and queens all yearn to enter the party with the star quarterback. Such has been the perennial desire of men - to be them - and women - to be with them.

Black quarterbacks, e.g., CJ Stroad, Jordan Love, Lamar Jackson, and Patrick Mahomes are not merely redefining their role; they are reshaping the very fabric of the game, akin to the transformation witnessed in other positions on the field.

MAGA yearns to reclaim their nation and its cherished pastimes and make them both Alpine snow White again.

The NFL’s future mirrors America’s evolving tapestry, profoundly influenced by the contributions of Black individuals and people of color. The desire of predominantly White males is evident - they yearn to reclaim their sporting domain, aspiring to emulate cultural icons like Elvis, longing to be the defining figures in a world characterized by equity and fairness.

The glory days of total domination were fake and fabricated, only created by excluding Black people, and other folks of color. The legends and highlights only really exist because we weren’t allowed to compete. If we had been, I’d argue the legends of yesteryear, YA Title, Bobby Lane, Bart Star, and alas, Johnny U., arguably might not shine so bright at their high school or college if it weren’t for “Jim Crow,” the deliberate and strategic exclusion of Black folks from competing on a fair and balanced field of competition.

There should be an asterisk (*) in place by all NFL player’s names who shined and made the Hall Of Fame in Canton, Ohio, because, as we all know, they achieved all those accolades minus the most talented and spirited foes not allowed to participate.

Stop me when I’m lying.

All we’ve ever asked for was fairness and decency. It’s sadly tragic how trifling White America appears in denying us that.

Yet, the fortress of White supremacy stands besieged; the ideals of integration and inclusion unravel the fraudulent grip on dominance. The cherished “Field General” position is on the brink of transformation, poised to assume a complexion as rich and bold as a Tomahawk Steak. By the dawn of 2030, Black signal callers may outnumber their White counterparts. While the likes of Jason Whitlock may espouse a contrary narrative on behalf of the establishment, I contend that the NFL’s metamorphosis will culminate in a Black quarterback, guided by a Black Head Coach, triumphing over a storied White figure like Bill Belichick, who had at his team’s helm the archetype of the Great White Hope quarterback - immobile, rigid, and hesitant to run, signaling the last stand of a fading era.

White America, just like the NFL’s traditional base, longs for a “Great White Hope,” a “strong” man to rule the day, they long for strong, powerful White men to dominate the game and rule the day, rule the country, with an iron fist.

How scary is this White supremacy insanity?

Very scary!

Within the echelons of the NFL owner’s round table, a resounding resistance echoes against the prospect of Antonio Pierce, the interim hire, ascending to the coveted role of Head Coach for the Las Vegas Raiders. Such a move, deemed unfavorable for the bottom line in our current hyper-sensitive business environment, is met with apprehension and reluctance.

The league’s ownership are Trump loyalists. Many would like to return the nation, and the league to 1957, no Black coaches, no Black Signal Callers, hell, no Black players.

Embracing the logical choice of appointing Pierce as head coach not only accelerated the process of the NFL taking on a more diverse hue but also fueled the flames of controversy, inciting the super-sensitive and highly irritable “good old boy” base.

As the NFL deepens in its diversity, it simultaneously repels the “Make America Great/White Again” sports fan base - a formidable demographic constituting a significant portion of both fan and advertiser/sponsor bases. The looming specter of a potential boycott by 60 million individuals could deliver a resounding blow to the league’s financial standing.

Just ask Budweiser about the palpable impact such a backlash can have on one’s wallet. The NFL sees itself turning as “Black” as the National Basketball Association, and that transformation would be the equivalent of the “end of the world.”

BlackCommentator.com Columnist, Desi

Cortez, who also writes for

BlackAthlete.com & NegusWhoRead.com,

was hatched in the heart of Dixie, circa

1961, at the dawning of the age of

Aquarius, the by-product of four dynamic

individuals, Raised in South-Central LA,

the 213. At age 14 transplanted to the

base of the Rockies, Denver. Still a Mile-

Hi. Sat at the foot of scholars for many,

many moons, emerging with a desire and

direction… if not a sheep-skin.

Meandered thru life; gone a-lot places,

done a-lot of things, raised a man-cub

into an officer n' gentleman, a "man's

man." Produced a beautiful baby-girl

with my lover/woman/soul-mate… aired

my "little" mind on the airwaves and

wrote some stuff along the way.

Wordsmith behind America's Ten Months

Pregnant . . . Ready To Blow!: Even

Trump Can't "Make America White

Again." A New, More Inclusive, Diverse

21st Century America - Love It . . . Or

Get The Hell Out!. Contact Mr. Cortez

and BC.

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