Email from reader Matt:

I consider it your job to respond to this shit.

So I just wanted to say good luck and we’re all counting on you.

Love the site, by the way.

– Matt

Matt, it’s not worth the time and energy to trash whatever greasy, slimy, lives-in-his-mother’s-basement New Yorker who only ever saw a breast on Showtime because his mom set the parental lock on their shitty RCN broadband made this. It’s just not worth it. Or, you know, you can just do it yourself:

That said, after the jump is a compilation of greasy, slimy New Yorkers beating the shit out of opposing fans (and each other), and crying, that were easily found with a 60-second YouTube search.

I’m beyond excited for BLACKOUT GAME, but seriously don’t condone fighting in the stands. Have a good time, people. Trash talk and laugh, and then everyone can go back to their miserable existences.