The coach had put together the perfect team for the New Orleans Saints. The
only thing missing was a good quarterback. He had scouted all the colleges
and even the Canadian and European Leagues, but he couldn't find a ringer
who could ensure a Super Bowl victory.
Then one night, while watching CNN, he saw a war-zone scene in Afghanistan.
In one corner of the background, he spotted a young Afghan Muslim soldier
with a truly incredible arm. He threw a hand-grenade straight into a window
from 80 yards away.
Then he threw another
from 50 yards down a chimney, and then hit a passing car going 80 miles per
hour.
I've got to get this guy!" coach said to himself. "He has the perfect arm!"
So, he brings the young Afghan to the States and teaches him the great game
of football ....... and sure enough the Saints go on to win the Super Bowl.
The young Afghan is hailed as a hero of football, and when the Coach asks
him what he wants, all the young man wants to do is call his mother.
"Mom," he says into the phone, "I just won the Super Bowl!"
"I don't want to talk to you," the old Muslim woman says. "You deserted
us. You are not my son!"
"Mother, I don't think you understand," pleads the son, "I've just won the
greatest sporting event in the world!"
"No! Let me tell you," his mother retorts. "At this very moment there are
gunshots all around us. The
neighborhood is a pile of rubble. Your two brothers were beaten within an
inch of their lives last week, and I have to keep your sister in the house
so she doesn't get assaulted!"
The old lady pauses then tearfully says, "I will never forgive you for
making us move to New Orleans."
