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So, Al Davis had put together the perfect Raiders team for '96. The only
thing he was missing was a good quarterback. He had scouted all the
colleges, and even the high schools, and he couldn't find a ringer
quarterback that would ensure a SuperBowl win.
Then one night, watching CNN, he saw a war zone in Bosnia. In the
background, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a young Bosnian
soldier with a truly incredible arm. He threw a hand grenade straight into
a 15th story window 200, yards away -- ka-boom! He threw another hand
grenade into a group of about 10 soldiers a good 110 yards away --
ka-blooey! A car passes going 90 miles an hour -- bulls-eye! Right into
the barely open window.
"I've got to get this guy," Al says to himself. "He has the perfect arm!"
So he brings him to the States, and teaches him the great game of football.
Predictably, the young man breaks all the NFL records for completed passes,
and the Raiders go on to win the Super Bowl.
The young Bosnian is lionized as the Great Hero of SuperBowl XXXI, and,
when Al asks him what he wants, all the young man wants to do is to call
his mother.
"Mom," the young man says into the receiver, "I just won the Super Bowl."
"I don't want to talk to you," the old woman says. "You deserted us.
You're not my son."
"I don't think you understand, mother" the young man pleads. "I just won
the greatest sporting event in the world. I'm in the middle of thousands of
adoring fans."
"No, let me tell you," the mother implores. "At this very moment, there are
gun shots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile of rubble. Your two
brothers were beaten within an inch of their life last week, and this week
your sister was raped in broad daylight...." The old lady pauses, in
tears. "...I'll never forgive you for moving us to Oakland."