"How dare you flaunting your 2009 World Series Championship cap?" he yelled

"It's a cap, it's supposed to be worn" I said

"Stop attacking us with logic!"

"Yet when you guys trolled the Yankees message board, spam up the NY newspapers opinion sections, and brag about 'choke job' by acting like it was never done before but never mind the fact that it's been done in hockey twice including once in the Stanley Cup finals, it's okay while me wearing a cap isn't?"

"Look, the point is that you're wearing a Yankee cap and we Red Sox fans are offended by it"

"Why are you the only speaking? Also what is up with that bad British accent?"

"That's it, release the hounds!"

The Red Sux fans let go the leashes and send dogs after me.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?" I screamed

I ran like hell and did so for several blocks until I hid at the gas station. What are Red Fux fans doing in Utah?

I hid behind the counter until the dogs left after being confused, good thing it's not a automated door although they probably wouldn't have made it in anyway.

"That was close"

I got outside and start hunting down those Red Cox fans. In few minutes I quickly ran into one...

"There you are!"

I proceed to beat the crap out of him.

"He's over here, get him!" he yelled

His friends came with baseball bats, I have a gun but that'll be too easy, also I'm not a murderer. Using my martial skills I learned from watching old Jackie Chan films, come to think of it...the entire fight resembles a scene from "Police Story". After defeating those crazy Blosux fans, I went to look for more who were after me at that point.

Then suddenly, some idiot with a Blochunks cap jump right in front of me and said "You may have beaten three of us, there's still four more you beanie!"

"Beanie? Really?" I said

"My parents never loved me okay? Throughout my childhood the beanie babies were my only friends because everyone picked on me, that's why I became a Red Sox fan."

"Um...what?"

"Forget it, I'll just kick the crap out of you so I can feel superior for once since 2007..."

"Until the Patriot's imperfection"

"STOP! BAD MEMORIES!!!"

I stopped his whining by kicking him into a tree, don't worry he'll be okay...I think. Then I made my way into a park where I started to hear some banjo playing...

"Where are you? WHERE ARE YOU?"

Freaked out I started to go insane and start running around but no matter where I go, I kept hearing banjo playing. I kept running until I accidentally ran right into the street...

By that time, the banjo stopped.

"What happened?" I said

Then a car stopped and a driver said "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? GET OFF THE ROAD!"

I got off the street and left when couple of idiots came.

"This isn't over" one said

The other holding a banjo said "Derrr"

I facepalmed.

The retarded Blocox fans tries to attack me but with same result as before. Afterward I pick up that banjo and went to a local pawn shop. That's thing's pretty cheap, just twenty dollars, seriously? I got freaked out by that cheap instrument?

Anyway I went to McDonald's and asked them if the green glass is available.

"Sorry, we're all out...come to think of it we haven't restocked since last week"

I left without a word, haven't been this mad since the Giants/Eagles game.

Then soon I was confronted by the last Trollsux fan as his friends were too injured to fight.

"You asshole, you may have beaten my friends but I'm different, I'll show you!"

He begins to charge at me, but I took off a cellophane Yankee logo from my cap and threw it at him. The logo grew to a size of a wallpaper and covered the Trollcox fan, knocking him to the ground before it finally dissolves.

"What was that?" he said

"That's the point jerk so take that!" I said

"You ripped that one off from Family Guy and Superman 2 didn't you?"

"Yeah, but it slowed you down didn't it?"

"Indeed it did, I'll just go and forget the whole thing, promise you won't tell anyone about this"

"Alright, as long you won't attack me again"

"Deal"

After that we parted in good terms.

On my way back to the motel I encounter group of dogs from before. They were growling and drooling with saliva.

"Oh hell"

Then Carl Pavano came out of nowhere and said "Looks like it's a job for...Fragi-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Yes the idiot got mauled by dogs.

"Nice going, some help you are" I said just moments before I got mauled as well...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!"