#1 of IMAGINARY Series!
by TS Caladan
“I can’t believe the call…You have Marshawn Lynch in the backfield. You got a guy that’s been borderline unstoppable in this part of the field…I can’t believe the call…” Chris Collingsworth gasped in amazement at the end.
“Me, either.” Al Michaels agreed.
Throughout America, other countries and elsewhere, no one believed what they saw. Very few knew what really went on behind the big game.
Stephen A. Smith: “When you consider what the options were, the position you’re in, being on the one-yard line, 20 seconds left, a timeout with at least two chances if not three to give the football to Beast-mode…and somehow/someway this guy that you’ve leaned on for the last several years, and you DON’T give the ball to him in that situation? (Instead) You want to throw it to Ricardo Locket, really? No. This is about Pete Carroll. Pete Carroll blew this game…to make this decision. This is going to haunt Pete Carroll for many, many years if not the rest of his career. A Super Bowl Championship was lost last night because this man did not call Marshawn Lynch’s number. Inexcusable.”
Herm Edwards: “…When a big play, and it was a big play when Kearse caught the ball on his back, the clock is working and they take a timeout; you’re gonna run Lynch…I’m in the mode, let’s run it in. Let’s give our best player the football.”
Skip Bayless: “Is it possible Pete was covering for Darrell Bevell, his coordinator, who maybe made the call against Pete’s better judgment? Did he take the bullet for the team, so to speak? Is it possible Pete really wanted to run the ball and Darrell called a pass play?”
Stephen: “…Y’all are going to tell me he (Pete Carroll) had nothing to do with the call? Pete Carroll got the 36 million dollar contract; he’s the boss, Okay? It’s the Super Bowl; it’s 20 seconds left and you’re gonna tell me it’s possible he had nothing to do with the call? No way.”
Skip: “Isn’t there a third possibility? Are you sure that Russell Wilson didn’t audible to the pass? I doubt it very seriously, but it’s still a possibility.”
Stephen: “I don’t think so.”
Herm: “All I know is Russell Wilson threw the ball 21 times, and he should have only thrown it 20. This was a great football game, guys. This was one of the best Super Bowls I’ve ever witnessed, ah.”
Cari Champion: “That’s what we needed. After last year’s, we definitely needed a good one.”
After the game, in an Arizona locker-room, a short conversation was semi-overheard between Russell Wilson and Richard Sherman. The two ‘stars’ of the day laughed and were not upset about the Super Bowl loss at all, which happened around an hour ago. They were also seen to hide the lightheartedness when another teammate came in close proximity. Wilson and Sherman’s expressions definitely turned from a moment of shock and fun and joy and congratulations…to stark seriousness.
Their actions might have had some meaning or explanation or made perfect sense taken out of context to wide receiver, Doug Baldwin. He was in the ideal spot not to be seen or heard by the quarterback and cornerback. He was not going to approach them and bother them, initially, after what he thought was a devastating defeat, but then a weird thing occurred…
Baldwin was devastated with the final score of 28-24 and was not of a sharp mind. Yet he clearly heard a complete sentence and the sentence could not possibly be true. He came up from behind them while Richard Sherman pointed to his head as if still in the game and a helmet was on his head.
Before more mandatory interviews and the onslaught of other such media obligations (even for the losers) had to be met, here was one brief period between interviews when there was a little time alone.
“We don’t have green dots on the back of our helmets, Richard,” Doug surprised them with. “What do you mean; we all have radios in our headgear?”
Russell and Richard played dumb. After an awkward moment…
“What, man?” Sherman acted surprised and laughed and then smiled.
Wilson, without emotion, flatly stated directly into the eyes of Baldwin, “That’s not what we said. We said it was possible and maybe we all should have them; then we’d know what’s goin’ on.”
Doug stared at them both with disbelief. He overheard a bit about their ‘bets’ and forgave a secret windfall in their own pocketbooks if they chose to wager against Seattle? He confidently commented and asked, “No, you confirmed it. Why would everyone have radios? I know what…”
Richard Sherman busted out with a laugh and then quickly got very serious. He grabbed the wide receiver by the throat. “Look, man. You didn’t hear anything! There were no bets! They will crush you like the cockroach you are if you say one thing not in the script!”
Angry Baldwin pushed off and angry Sherman let go of him.
Russell Wilson came between them and eased the tense situation. “Hey, we have people to see and we have to put on the right face. Just say…we realize that we need to stick together.”
A few others in the locker-room walked close to them. The three acted appropriately.
Later, Doug Baldwin was in front of cameras and up on the raised set with a world that watched. He was slow and distraught and confused. His eyes were aimed down at the floor and he simply stated, “We realize we need to stick together.”
And later still, on the north bound plane, Wilson and Sherman caught a moment where they knew no one else observed them. They were, again, happy in the extreme. They were told that, “Payment for last year’s win had to be paid this year.” Each of them as well as Seattle owner(s), head coaches and key personnel and players were told in advance:
- Seattle would repeat as Super Bowl champions.
- The score would be 31-28, Seattle Seahawks.
- But, unfortunately for those in-the-know, all of the Seahawks’ 20 million dollar (secret) wagers on New England were to be forfeited!
That was not what happened. No one was more surprised at the bizarre turn of events at the climax or nexus point (in time) of SB49 than those elite (key) players and personnel on both teams. The point where Malcolm Butler intercepted and worlds (time-realities) collided was remotely controlled. Richard Sherman was made to cringe in agony at the sight of the interception. Other key figures were forced and viewed and reacted the proper way. Their outward appearances responded either with expected elation or pain…while inside, in the controlled subconscious, unseen reverse-reactions occurred according to the – or + of the elite’s Swiss bank accounts.
You see, as much as the key Seattle people reacted or acted sad and distraught about the loss, the opposite happened in New England. The Patriots’ key people won the game, but NO ONE saw the 28-24 score and therefore they had to act very happy and overjoyed at the shocking victory. In truth, Pats’ key people took a huge hit in their pocketbooks with a $20,000,000.00 loss…each.
Vegas (Disney) corporate moguls, New York gamblers, the organized ‘mob,’ NSA agents and Navy officials were in place, where they annually met around this time for almost a half century: Underneath the polar icecap of the North Pole to ‘play-out’ the Super Bowl for the masses that believed what will be shown before their eyes. Important global, geo-political decisions (wars) were also decided and directed from the special location that insured secrecy of such communications/transmissions with the certainty of a Faraday chamber. The execution of the illusion set for the University of Phoenix’s Stadium in Glendale, Arizona…will happen precisely on time. Timing was everything.
The nuclear submarine only nicknamed ‘Rainbow’ stopped its forward motion and settled into position (for the EM transmitters) deep underneath the polar ice. Fifty elite ‘gamers,’ forty-eight humans and two ‘mega-elite’ Earth-owners, were onboard and understood their jobs.
The Lizards opposed each other and sat in the large ‘broadcast-Seats’ like chess grandmasters. [EM Seats were developed by Nikola Tesla a hundred years ago. The federal elite utilized the radio-Seats for purposes unlike the inventor had ever imagined]. Darza controlled #3 (Wilson) and Rizla controlled #12 (Brady), although every player on their respective team could be motivated.
All along, pre-programmed previously, before the game, Time-Travelers in-the-know were well aware of who’d win SB XLIX. The future was fixed. Various life forms had nearly as many methods that contoured Time or moved through it as there were different means that crossed light-years of space. It boiled down to ‘the future was known,’ and…
Seattle Seahawks HAD to win the game and the New England Patriots HAD to lose the game for the future (which was a fixed fact of a Seahawk repeat win) to happen the way the Lizards wanted and had molded it to happen.
Why was it played? Why was the game played (remotely) when the inevitable result was fixed in time and could not be changed?
The question remained to be answered from a higher level.
Why question what cannot be understood from a lower level?
Like clockwork, the two scaly aliens that resembled Star Trek’s ‘Gorn’ took their broadcast-Seats. The real Game was started and a universe watched. Wagers were placed on an inconceivable alien level.
The best Earthly minds on the human level who were fully aware of time-travel (went back to 1934) conceived that, “Well, possibly, a ‘miracle’ could happen and a fixed future might actually be altered? Was that what the Reptilians attempted to do? Have the Overlords manipulated our bloodlines, our history and our time all along?” Were Super Bowl results, year after year, for some reason, crucial ‘fates’ where worlds (time-realities) were moved in one direction or were changed in the exact opposite direction?
Darza (winner) and Rizla (loser) had an array of controls in front of them that were unavailable to the Lizard ‘Users’ that came decades before. Due to alien technology recently installed, the Lizards now:
- Controlled cerebral cortexes of every player with radio-chips in NFL helmets, therefore specific (physical) movements were stimulated from great distances.
- Had every head referee (with the white cap) implanted with a small, wireless control-chip in their brain. SB penalties were called or not called by the Lizards in radio-Seats, beneath the polar ice.
- Equipped head coaches and coordinators with radio-headgear which gave the two remote-Users complete control of play calls.
- Changed the Replay-Image to show us anything, almost instantly.
- Placed inside footballs for important NFL and college games, an ‘organic’ technique. Field goals were manipulated to be made or not.
Darza and Rizla went at it and played a game that was very different than the exact game that we humans experienced with our senses. What was a three-hour event for Earthlings was approximately a three-minute contest to the Reptilian combatants. The two-legged Reptiles stopped time; slowed time.
The Super Bowl had begun and the game was dull to the point of “boring” by the end of the first quarter…one Tom Brady interception that led to nothing of consequence. The two Players understood the value of a slow start with an ever-increased intensity by climax. (They knew of the remarkable ending to come, but the Time Lord Lizards had no comprehension of the fantastic Cosmic Conclusion that was even unexpected on the Reptilian level).
Darza was (Herself) controlled from above at the correct moment. The Queen was manipulated to call the pass play, not Pete Carroll. Rizla, for the Patriots, performed the “unbelievable” and was compelled to weirdly maneuver rookie Malcolm Butler into perfect position…and he intercepted the football!
The future can be changed. But WHY was the future changed? How was the future altered or how was Earth’s future changed? The answers to the questions were unknown at higher levels, but not at the highest level…
The time was one week before Super Bowl XLIX.
Robert Kraft (Patriots’ owner) and Paul Allen (Seahawks’ owner) were seated alone in their expensive (Faraday chamber) offices separated by a few thousand miles. Each had on the special ‘Rainbow’ sunglasses, which were ordinary in appearance but extraordinary in function.
What seemed like a wireless technology of remote communications exclusively for those who could afford it…was not the case at all. ‘Rainbow’ sunglasses were unavailable for any price, anyplace on Earth. The ‘ordinary’ dark glasses originated from another planet. Also, what could be construed as a two-way conversation was really a four-way conversation.
“Paul, I’m n-not too clear. Why was ‘Deflate-gate’ created? You, you mean the balls were…were never deflated?”
Mr. Allen answered the shaky owner. “Of course not, Bob. You know how long it would take to produce Katy Perry’s deflated football earrings? Yet overnight, there she was being interviewed with them.”
“Then, then, w-why do His Eminence Rizla and H-Her Majesty Darza want us to…pretend that they were de-deflated? I-I don’t understand, Paul…”
“We’re right here,” a strange, slithery voice was heard through the glasses. “You can dispense with our titles from now on, children.”
Then another, higher pitched, snake-voice asked a specific question. “Why would you question things you do not understand, child?”
Images of both Lizards suddenly appeared in the viewers and always disturbed their helpless golems. Each human physically reacted, with Bob Craft more agitated at the view. The ‘owners’ never fully accepted the “Overlord” concept, yet were powerless and unable to be freed from alien influence.
Mr. Kraft responded in fear. “Ssssir, Rizla…I…I am an unworthy h-host for all you’ve bestowed upon me and my very g-grateful f-family, but…”
Rizla (actually a lesser-ranked Overlord and Earth-owner) the male, with only a slight visual difference than the female, interrupted his puppet. “The cover story is for your Press and our Media. We need a scandal so the real scandal is never revealed.”
“Of course, of, of course, your grace,” Kraft said as he firmly clenched the arms of his comfy, leather chair. “I know my p-p-part: to act indignant.”
Paul Allen asked a frank question of his lesser-ranked Overlord, “If I may ask, Queen Darza…er, what is the real scandal? Who’s to win?”
Darza replied, “Yes. You only need to know that Time needs no repair. All is as it should be in this continuum. Seahawks must and will win at the nexus point so that the future remains intact with our World Government.”
Mr. Allen spoke for Mr. Craft as well. “We are here to serve, serve the greater good and…and the higher levels of Lords.”
The viewer-glasses turned completely black and the meeting was over.
Time-Travelers, up until this relative point, understood that the Future was ‘static’ and could (universally) ‘never be changed.’ The Future was fixed in the larger sense, but now…Time was no longer an unalterable ‘film’ but a fluid, malleable canvas where ANYTHING could be portrayed or built. If Time was changed here, then the frozen/constant inevitable can be changed everywhere!
Time-Travelers thought they knew the far future of small, unimportant, Nexus Earth: that there was no future beyond the year 3000! No time machine of any interested alien group had ever seen anything beyond Earth Year 3000 outside of total, lifeless destruction. The only real question to our universe was:
What will reign on Earth until that fateful year hundreds of years in the future? Could all be affected by our actions? Will tomorrow be a New World Order on Earth or the end of an evil one? Will people be free from fascism or ultimate victims of fascism? What changed now that everything was different?
The Lizards got a One-World Government that ruled on Planet Earth until 3000 A.D. But there was a shift in the reality-pattern of time. The United Earth was not the evil, fascist, totalitarian State that the cold-blooded Lizards envisioned and sculpted of continuous wars and bloodshed. The future was a very different and colorful creation filled with intelligence, warmth and love.
The Lizards had no territorial claims in the new Earth time-line. Millions of peaceful people thrived on a beautiful planet. A bright and high-tech tomorrow was here and on the horizon. Everyone had just about everything. Clean, natural energy freely powered the planet. Every bit of knowledge and science was utilized for the good of ‘Spaceship Earth.’ Compassionate machines ran a free, One-World Empire where everyone benefited and leaders or secret Controllers did not exist. What will happen beyond the year: 3000?
The answer was…something even greater…
Copyright 2015 by TS Caladan