BDEE (Continued)

After the ashes cleared, the ruler of the earth at the end of all things had been determined. Voter participation was surprising, but not so surprising as the intense commitment some held to their chosen champions. "I can NOT believe X beat Y", as some disgruntled engineer stormed out of our cube, their day ruined. "If (fill in expletive) Y doesn't beat X, I'm not voting any more", and so on. Those who were into comic books were the most passionate, I suppose that one draws a little closer to the Incredible Hulk when you know all of his quirks, likes, dislikes, allergies, zodiac sign... they and the raging Patriot fans who could not overwhelm the aliens (to New England, not earth) who said that Drew Carey is more of a man than Tom 'Deadbeat Dad' Brady.

The Elite 8 boiled down to Indiana Jones v. Terminator; John McClane v. Luke Skywalker; Jason Bourne v. Yoda, and Blade vs. Predator. The two ensuing sets of battles left a surprising but gritty John McClane as underdog taking on Yoda, the galaxy's Jedi Master.

My buddy (he's single [and looking!])worked up an image of McClane dodging lightning shot from Yoda's hands, set to a devastated wasteland that could be Afghanistan. Unfortunately, I'm not savvy enough with the blog to post the Powerpoint slide. At any rate, then the epic battle was finished, and McClane had sent the World's last bullet, automobile, chain hoist, wrench, flashlight, and curse Yoda's way, the little green one had conquered. He is the people's champion, and rightfully so.