nicaragua_patriots.jpgThe New York Post found something going on in Nicaragua last week that they felt was worth documenting in photos. The Boston Globe? Not so keen to follow suit.

The event was the handing out of free T-shirts to developing-world children by the World Vision organization.

So what?

Look closer. "New England Patriots, Superbowl Champions, 19-0."

See, the Patriots blew a load of cash (as every losing championship team does) on the creation of Superbowl-Winner merchandise, in anticipation of their victory and perfect 19-0 record. Only, the New York Giants weren’t playing by New England’s script, and that left the Pats stuck with thousands of shirts and caps.

nicaragua_patriots2.jpgEver wonder what happens to those things?

Miguel from Diriamba, Nicaragua can tell you…

Just as soon as he gets away from the scary clown.

What really irks me about this is, the Pats wouldn’t dare give the shirts away in the US, because it’d be embarrassing for scores of kids to be walking around with an erroneous victory boast across their chests. Sure, there are plenty of kids in America who could use some new clothes right about now, as the cold of winter continues to bite, and they surely couldn’t care less if those clothes had a Pats logo or an LA Clippers logo, but sorry, the Pats aren’t about to let those shirts hit the streets in America. It would just be uncool.

On the other hand, if ten thousand kids in Nicaragua wear the shirts down the coalmine tomorrow, that’s fine, because they’re ‘third world’ kids and thus they don’t exist to Americans. They could be walking around in T-shirts that say "Tom Brady is an over-rated choker," and that would be a-okay, because they’re not REAL kids. They’re Nicaraguan kids. They don’t matter.

 

This is why, when you backpack through deepest darkest Africa, you’ll occasionally come across a tiny tribe of locals who are all wearing frayed "Denver Broncos, Superbowl XXII Champions" shirts and XFL caps.

Sidenote: Speaking of football leagues not called the NFL, word on the street has it that a former C’s front office staff member might have just crossed over and scored a fairly big gig down south. More news as it’s confirmed, but I’ll be interested to see if this individual’s tasseled loafers end up being replaced with snakeskin boots.