#acab eagle

[shiftythrifting]

A trans anti anarchy gay eagle whos wearing a mask and loves freedom??? A walmart brand?? In meridian goodwill, Idaho.

[thenoirgal]

Sam the Eagle would def be that like, sanctimonious cop that's all about law and order that you find out is doing some shady deal with the villain to 'punish the true sinners

[nando161mando]

[commiepinkofag]

Lead Officer at Atlanta Eagle Scene Faces DUI, Marijuana Charges

February 8, 2011 Atlanta Journal-Constitution Bennie Bridges was arrested and booked into the Cobb County Jail last week, according to jail records. He was charged with speeding, DUI and marijuana possession and released on a $1,900 bond, jail records show. Bridges, 41, was the lead investigator in the September 2009 raid on Atlanta Eagle, where a swarm of officers detained and searched about five dozen Eagle customers, making some lie handcuffed and face down on the club’s floor. Bridges is on administrative leave with pay…

[dangermousie]

So @aysekira spoiled Tender Light drama ending for me by request.

Spoilery so don't click unless you are sure.

Gotta love that this drama committed to three things:

1 The nail that sticks up gets hammered down. Good luck, ZL, should have listened to people in town and stayed away when someone's abused, you'd have a good life now. Now you are raising a kid, forever stuck in a dead end town of psychos, and it's not clear in any way whether you are even still in love with or together with NY. Forget university and Beijing and what not. All that excellent brain and drive and possibilities wasted. His life is forever fucked up. I do believe that even if he doesn't love NY any more (about which below), he's never regretted it because he's not the kind of person to regret.

2 If you are unlucky just off yourself. It ain't gonna get better. Nan Ya might as well be early 00s Ady An heroine. She ends up going to jail for a crime she did not commit and yeah sure she's let out early when the cops figure out they are wrong after years but you went to jail, missed years with your child and aren't even with ZL for NOTHING. Her life has been nonstop suffering and not gonna get any better. 19 year old NY might as well have stayed in that pool.

3 ACAB. The truth was exactly what Nan Ya and Zhou Luo said - it was pure self defense. Which LFL finally figured out after YEARS of Nan Ya in jail (and Zhou Luo served a few months too.) How nice of him to have the case reexemined and her released when if it wasn't for his psychotic obsession she wouldn't have needed that in the first place - if he just believed the story he was told from the start, NY would get to see her daughter's childhood, ZL would have an education and a job away from this hellhole etc. I bet LFL sleeps just fine at night though.

4 And the opposite of commitment - Open endings. I hate those except in very rare circumstances like Novoland Eagle Flag or Bad Guys. FUCKING COMMIT! As I was telling @aysekira, if you have an ending I hate it means I disagree with your take or vision but at least you have one. If you leave everything without one it means you have none. The cute coyness - is he still waiting for/with Nan Ya? Did he move on with Qing Li? Has he secretly become celibate for communism? What the FUCK even happened? Is not cute. It's not artsy. It's just you fucked up your whole drama through the ending. COM-FUCKING-MIT.

The novel ending was right there. RIGHT THERE!!!!

Rant over.

[schimmelspore]

How is Claude the most bisexual 💀 You have canonically bisexual characters who have ending, support- Some litteraly flirt with the same gender, directly mention their bisexuality, fuck with gender and have heavily queer themes!! I mean, you're in the "Bi girl with an axe who swing both way fighting against the Church and the oppressive system, and litteraly DOROTHEA ARNAULT"

Claude is definitely bisexual despite canon, but you deserve better than him >:[ If u want bi men, Fe3h might lack much of a choice, but you get the cute sleepy nerd or the serial killer who supports women directly with the eagles ( and I mean, if you recruit you can get angry "I'm not in love with childhood friend(s) despite crying harder than their wife at their death or making death pack which is like the equivalent of gay marriage in Faerghus", the rat ACAB guy or Sylvain )

Im just clinically obsessed with Claude, dude. Let me have my lil scheming asshole lmao i am weak to his two faced flirting and constant plans to poison everyone.

Besides, im well aware of all the other characters, this is my 4th playthrough and im clinically obsessed with said sleepyhead and so many others as well.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

The Bezzle excerpt (Part V)

I'm on tour with my new novel The Bezzle! Catch me TONIGHT in SAN DIEGO (Feb 22, Mysterious Galaxy). After that, it's LA (Saturday night, with Adam Conover), Seattle (Monday, with Neal Stephenson), then Portland, Phoenix and more!

I'm out on tour with my new novel, The Bezzle, a cyberpunk revenge thriller about Marty Hench, a two-fisted forensic accountant, and a guerrilla war he wages on a prison-tech provider that treats incarcerated people as assets to be strip-mined:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/16/narrative-capitalism/#bezzle-tour

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this thread to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/22/self-censorship/#acab

As part of the promotion for the book, I've been serializing an excerpt: Chapter 14, in which Marty takes on a side-quest to recover the stolen royalties of one-time funk star Stephon Magner (AKA Steve Soul) which were stolen by his scumbag manager and then sold on to an even scummier sample-licensing clearinghouse.

Today, I bring you part five, in which Marty's simple cross-referencing project is violently altered by an encounter with the criminal gangs of the LA Sheriffs Deputy departments, a real crime-syndicate whose reign of terror continues to this day:

https://www.latimes.com/california/story/2023-05-17/dozens-of-lasd-deputies-ordered-to-show-suspected-gang-tattoos-reveal-others-who-have-them

I'm posting this installment en route to San Diego, where I'll be appearing tonight at Mysterious Galaxy

https://www.mystgalaxy.com/22224Doctorow

From there, it's back to LA, where I'm appearing on Saturday evening with Adam Conover at Vromans:

https://www.vromansbookstore.com/Cory-Doctorow-discusses-The-Bezzle

And then on Monday I'll be at Third Place Books with Neal Stephenson:

https://www.thirdplacebooks.com/event/cory-doctorow

From there, I'm off to Portland, Phoenix, Tucson and points further:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/16/narrative-capitalism/#bezzle-tour

Here's part one of the serial:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/17/the-steve-soul-caper/#lead-singer-disease

Part two:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/19/crad-kilodney-was-an-outlier/#copyright-termination

Part three:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/20/fore/#lawyer-up

Part four:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/21/im-feeling-unlucky/#poacher-turned-keeper

And now, part five!

The storefront had an old break room with a first-­aid kit, and a bathroom with a sink. I sponged myself clean in the mirror, ate two expired Aleves and three 200 mg expired Tylenols out of the kit. The ass was ripped most of the way out of my pants, so I moved my wallet to my front pocket, which my massage therapist had been nagging at me to do for years.

I opened the door more carefully this time and limped out into the parking lot. My rental—­a little red Civic—­was the only car left in the parking lot, except for a rusted junker with no tires that was the perennial sentry of its farthest corner.

I bipped the doors open with my fob, checked the back seat, then slid inside. I checked my reflection in the rearview mirror and winced, which pulled at my bruises and set blood oozing from my lip and cheekbone again, which made me wince harder. I was already halfway to Quasimodo and I tried to remember if there was a 7-­Eleven on the route home where I could buy a couple of bags of frozen peas for the swelling.

I reset the mirror and backed out of my spot. The pain was increasing. They’d have Advil at the 7-­Eleven, and I’d remembered where there was one on the way back to my Airbnb.

As I waited for a red light at Eagle Rock and Colorado Boulevard, I watched as a homeless man labored across the road with his shopping cart. I was still watching him when I realized the light had been green for some time and had just toggled yellow. I made the turn and headed up Colorado, but I was barely a hundred yards down the road when I heard a siren blat and saw the police lights. I checked my mirrors and saw the LASD cruiser directly behind me, racing right up to my bumper, slowing only at the very last moment. The cruiser’s high beams blinked insistently and the siren whooped.

I pulled over.

I waited while the officer slowly got out of his car and walked to my driver’s-­side window. I kept my hands at ten and two. The officer tapped my window and made a roll-­down motion, so I hit the button, moving slowly, putting my hand back.

I got a light in my face, squinting and thus reopening my cheekbone and lip.

“Everything all right, sir?”

“Yes,” I said, feeling the blood ooze down my chin. “I was beaten up,” I said, stating the obvious.

“That is unfortunate,” the officer said. “License and registration.”

I got my driver’s license out of my wallet and found the rental papers in the glove box and handed them over. He crunched back to his cruiser and I watched him in the side mirror. He’d left his cruiser’s headlights on and in the glare it was hard to tell, but it looked like there was another cop in the car whom he was conferring with. After a long delay, he came back.

“Step out of the car, please.”

I did. He turned me around and had me plant my hands on the hood, kicked my feet apart, and roughly frisked me, getting his hand inside the rent in the seat of my pants and patting my boxer shorts and giving my balls a hard squeeze.

“Sir, do you know why I stopped you?”

“I don’t,” I said.

“You proceeded unsafely through a traffic signal. Have you been drinking, sir?”

“I haven’t.”

“Have you consumed any cannabis or other drugs?”

“I haven’t.”

He turned me around and shone his light in my eyes. “If I search your car, am I gonna find any drugs?”

“No, sir.”

“Because I am gonna search that car and if I do find drugs and you’ve been lying to me, this is gonna be a lot worse than it needs to be.”

I didn’t dignify that with a response. My head hurt. My face hurt. My back hurt. This was a bullshit stop.

I expected the deputy’s partner to get out of the cruiser while my tormentor tossed the rental car, but he stayed put. I did, too. Obviously. I wasn’t going to take off on foot. I’m a forensic accountant, not a gang kid getting fifteen minutes of fame on Cops.

He spent long enough on the rental that I started to worry. Who knew what some previous driver might have shoved between the seats? But after pulling out the floor mats and tossing them onto the grassy verge beside the car, he finally stood up.

“All right, sir. I’m going to go and get a breathalyzer test. You can refuse it and I will then suspend your license for twenty-­ four hours. I will arrest you for a suspected DUI and bring you in for a blood test. If you fail that test, you will be subject to additional criminal penalties. Do you understand me?”

He had old coffee on his breath. My face hurt. “I’ll take a test.”

Back to the cruiser. It had been half an hour at least. Once the breathalyzer was done—­fifteen minutes, if memory served—­I could go to the 7-­Eleven for painkillers and frozen peas. I decided I’d add a six-­pack, I was so tired. My face hurt. I knew that mouthing off to this cop wouldn’t make things go faster, quite the opposite, but as he took his leisurely time coming back to me, I was hard-­pressed not to.

I blew. “May I sit down?” I asked. “My face hurts.”

He didn’t bother to look up from his phone. “Stay where you are, sir.”

I stood. My face hurt. Time crawled. Finally, the breathalyzer beeped. He held it up and squinted at it, then used his phone to light up its face.

When he did, his sleeve rode up and revealed the “998” tattoo on his forearm. Suddenly, I didn’t care so much about the pain in my face.

The cop looked at me. He was an older guy, but quite a silver fox, in a Clooneyoid sort of way. Had the same smile lines at the corners of his lips and eyes. But on him, they looked mean. Dangerous. A man who would smile at you while he beat your face in.

“All right, sir,” he said. “I’m going to write you a citation for reckless driving and you will be free to go.” He smiled. “Thank you for your cooperation.” It sounded like “fuck you.”

Back to the cruiser again. When he was done writing, he switched off his headlights, and the bubble light inside the car lit up his partner. Heavyset. Smiling. Excellent teeth. He gave me the same look as he had just before kicking me in the ribs. I gasped involuntarily and my ribs burned. His smile got bigger.

The Clooneyoid deputy returned with my ticket. I looked at it and then I realized he’d said “reckless driving”—­not “dangerous driving.” This was a summons, not a citation. For a misdemeanor. Two points off my license and I’d have to go to court. Depending on the judge, I could be in for fines or even a jail sentence.

Clooneyoid saw me figuring this out and he smiled, too. Everyone was having a great time tonight except for poor old Marty Hench.

“See you in court, sir,” he said.

I exercised extreme care on the drive to the 7-­Eleven, even backing out of my parking spot and reparking so that I was perfectly centered between the white lines. The clerk didn’t bat an eye at my hamburger face. I gave myself five minutes to bury my bruises in the frozen peas before I backed out and drove the rest of the way to my Airbnb.

I drove five under the limit the whole way, and when I got out of my rental, I looked long and hard up and down the street for an LA Sheriff’s Department cruiser.

ETA: Here's part six!

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/22/self-censorship/#acab

[poppywrights]

@meredithdardenness​ — aaron & cleo.

precisou olhar mais de uma vez em direção a figura feminina para confirmar que não era somente uma peça pregada pela sua imaginação e, realmente, estava vendo uma conhecida no bar em que fora para o pré-jogo. a organizadora de casamento de seu melhor amigo não se enquadrava exatamente em uma de suas amizades, mesmo que houvessem conversado durante as ocasiões em que estivera presente para o planejamento por ser o padrinho, no entanto, seus amigos só chegariam muito mais tarde, e a atkinson aparentava estar sozinha. não custava cumprimentá-la. “hey, tudo bem?” sorriu, simpático, ao chegar mais perto de onde ela estava. “também tá esperando vagar alguma mesa? essa loucura em dia de jogo é terrível, a gente chega duas horas antes e não tem nem uma cadeira vaga ainda.” aaron fez uma careta, examinando o ambiente com o olhar enquanto finalizava a sua sentença. uma mesa parecia estar prestes a vagar, contudo, não queria manter as suas esperanças altas. estava prestes a puxar algum assunto relacionado ao casamento - por ser o único que estava certo de possuírem em comum -, ou um diálogo sobre como estava nublado - um indicativo de não saber muito sobre o que poderiam discorrer em uma conversa -, no que acabou identificando a estampa da camiseta que ela usava. como um passe de mágica, toda a conversa furada sumia de sua mente. “não acredito. você torce pro eagles? eu ‘tava confraternizando com o inimigo sem saber durante todo o tempo esse tempo?”

[velveteencritterirl]

Welcome to the Meadow

🍃You can call me Julian/ Jules/ Jewel, Juniper/ Junie/ June, Finn, Zephyr, Gwyn, or Skye.

🍂My pronouns are He/ They/ Fae/ It/ Bug/ Sun/ Vamp/ Star

🍁24 year old nonhuman being

🌾Some flavor of queer and t4t

🍃Physically disabled, neurodivergent, plural, and future service dog handler

🍂Cladotherian holothere (psychological, physical, and spiritual) and furry (full fursona and therian info is below the cut, but please note that these lists are unfinished currently)

🍁Current pet parent, forever bonded pairing and dedicated to my fluffy babies

🌾My posts will likely be about my experiences as a plural holothere and furry as well as my thoughts and feelings on related topics and maybe some art/ pictures that look like me/ home. I'm also a male witch and will likely post about that here because my therianthropy is partially spiritual!

⚠️DNI if you don't believe in the rights and freedom of all creatures (that includes people), don't support the BLM, free Palestine, justice for Luigi Mangione, anti-fascism, or ACAB movements, or if you do believe in radqueer, radfem/ TERF, truscum/ transmed, or endogenic ideologies.

🌠Theriotypes:

Canines

Felines (especially big cats)

Ursines

Ungulates (especially cervidae, sheep, and equidae)

Alicorn

Dragons

Fairy

Ghost

Frankenstein's monster but animals

Arctic river/ frozen lake

Jack Frost (seperate from rise of the guardians, but that's a great movie)

Wolpertinger/ Jackalope

Hare/ Rabbit

Wombat

Seal

Racoon and red panda

Crocodile

Flamingo

Penguin

Shark

Stegosaurus

Velociraptor

🌟Hearttypes:

Mystical/ fairytale/ supernatural/ pokemon/ similar plush forms of my theriotypes

Nightfuries and terrible terrors

Spinel from Steven Universe

Hunter from The Owl House

The Velveteen Rabbit

Carol from Where The Wild Things Are

Mr. Magorium

Peter Pan

🌌Kinsiderations:

Spotted starling

Toucan

Owl

Harpy eagle

Pigeon or dove

Blue jay or cardinal

Manta ray

Moray eel or river eel

Crab, lobster, or shrimp

Salmon or trout

Anteater

Kangaroo

Badger

Skunk

Possum

Rat or mouse

Capybara

Ferret/ mink/ stoat sort of creature

🌠Fursona info (all fursonas are adults):

Aster- autumnal red panda

Cyrus- cookies and cream donkey

Larry- summery flamingo

Chimera- autumnal furby

Rained Out- a gloomy ponysona

Sweet Dreams- a sleepy ponysona

Pluto- a black puli dog

Ramsey- a demon ram

Velvet- a demon wolpertinger

Ignatius Flynn- sassy purple goblin

Deirdre- tree nymph satyr

Maple- coffee themed manta ray

Cosmos- sun themed lion

Merlin- artsy siamese cat

Astro, Equinox, Solstice, Odyssey, and Vapor- cyber animals

[pacosemnoticias]

STCP adjudica fornecimento de 8 autocarros elétricos midi à Zhongtong por 2,9 milhões de euros

A Sociedade de Transportes Coletivos do Porto (STCP) adjudicou à Green Urban Mobility Solutions, representante da chinesa Zhongtong, o fornecimento de oito autocarros elétricos 'midi' por 2,9 milhões de euros.

"A STCP informa que a adjudicação foi efetuada à proposta apresentada pelo concorrente Green Urban Mobility Solutions, Lda", no valor de 2,9 milhões de euros.

Em causa estão "oito viaturas midi, com cerca de nove metros de comprimento, de propulsão elétrica autónoma, para transporte urbano de passageiros (categoria M3 - classe I), e à instalação da estação de carregamento elétrico dos autocarros na Estação de Recolha da Via Norte".

"A instalação desta nova estação de carregamento está prevista para final do mês de junho de 2025 e a entrega dos novos autocarros (com uma autonomia mínima de 250 km) irá ocorrer no terceiro trimestre do próximo ano", de acordo com a STCP.

Com a chegada dos novos veículos, a STCP passará a contar com "96 viaturas 100% livres de emissões, permitindo a redução anual de emissões de CO2 e a prestação de um serviço público mais eficiente, em termos ambientais e económicos"

"Estas viaturas irão substituir autocarros em fim de vida, de acordo com o plano de renovação de frota em curso na STCP", conclui o comunicado da transportadora.

Em outubro, a Lusa noticiou que a Mota-Engil Renewing foi a empresa melhor classificada no relatório preliminar do concurso público, a um preço de 2,75 milhões de euros, mas a empresa salientou à data que não tinha sido feita qualquer adjudicação, faltando a audiência prévia e o relatório final.

À data do relatório preliminar, tinham sido admitidas propostas da Mota-Engil, CaetanoBus, Nam Kwong Portugal e Splendid Eagle, e excluídas a da UIC - Unidade de Indústria Auto Mecânica do Centro e a da Green Urban Mobility.

Porém, de acordo com documentos do concurso público a que a Lusa teve entretanto acesso, em fases posteriores do procedimento e após a audiência prévia, a proposta da Green Urban Mobility foi readmitida.

As propostas da Mota Engil, Caetano Bus e Nam Kwong foram excluídas.

Assim, o ordenamento do concurso foi alterado, fazendo com que permanecessem duas propostas: a da Green Urban Mobility e a da Splendid Eagle.

Posteriormente, e após a elaboração do primeiro relatório final, na sequência do exercício do direito a audiência prévia, a proposta da Splendid Eagle foi também excluída.

Desta forma, a única proposta válida acabou por ser a da Green Urban Mobility, representante da Zhongtong em Portugal.

[venranae]

No matter what anyone says do me, the true my hero ending will always be that eagle smash comic where they live on an island

The real ending to me would be the league kills all corrupt heroes #acab then steals fortnite gift cards and orders sushi again 💜😍

[nflprimetime]

Minha História com a Nfl.

Minha história com a Nfl começou no dia 31 de janeiro de 2019 em um jogo de Divisional Roud.

Entre New Orleans Saints x Philadelphia Eagles.

Eu me perguntei no momento que esporte é esse?

Gostei.

Dei uma pesquisada quando o jogo acabou.

fiquei mais interessado ainda.

New Orleans Saints se classificou para a final de conferencia para enfrentar o La Rams.

o time de New Orleans perdeu por uma falta de Interferencia de passw que não teve.

Era para ir ao Super Bolw se não fosse a Arbitragem

[ivanreycristo]

A lo mejor a algunos SANDRO de AME_RICA [q estreno su gira LA PROFECIA en el teatro GRAN REY o GUSTAVO CERATI siguio con su gira FUERZA NATURAL tras terremoto de CHILE].. entre otros grandes CANTANTES apocalípticos les parece q son LA VOZ DE UN DEMONIO: Así de SIMPLE: ¿ Cual es la Relación que EXISTE ENTRE LA MUSICA, EL SONIDO, EL SILENCIO, LA MUERTE Y LOS TERREMOTOS?..como titulaba la REVISTA EMINENTE del HOTEL FIESTA AMERICANA del paseo REFORMA DE MEXICO DF frente donde estaba ESTATUA DE COLON..x cierto fui desde TABASCO [TABACO+ASCO] a MEXICO DF y de MEXICO DF a MAZATLAN [donde corri mi última maratón hospendandome en hotel MISION frente hotel GENESIS como entonces o tras 17 años 2002_19]..de donde volé a LA PAZ [BAJA CALIFORNIA] donde en una moto ITALIKA [RUINAS ROMANAS DE SEVILLA] fui a EL TRIUNFO [tiene un museo de MUSICA] y al volver a LA PAZ sin casi gasolina, de noche y sin gafas, sin GPS acabe x una AUTOVIA en SENTIDO CONTRARIA pues ahí te puedes meter en ella x cualquier lado..luego fui a TODOS SANTOS [donde dicen esta el verdadero HOTEL CALIFORNIA q es una canción de los EAGLES sobre EVA Y $ATANA$..y mientras sonaba música POP ESPAÑOLA tipo BOSE, MECANO..me fijaba en una guapa jovencita mexicana con un yankee más de 50 años] camino de LOS CABOS [SAN JOSE Y SAN LUCAS famosa x sus playas de los NOVIOS y del DIVORCIO..separada x el famoso ARCO DE ROCA..como vi en el barco CABO_REY donde tocaba un Grupo]

Luego de LOS CABOS tras fotografiar una moto SUZUKI BOULEVARD del CAMINO de Los LOBOS y subirme al AVION donde leí revista AIRE de Aeromexico sobre el regreso al FESTIVAL DE WOOD_STOCK pero nada q ver como tampoco el espíritu y fin de la música de los 60 q no cuajó xq estaba mezclado con DROGAS..regrese a MEXICO DF x el puto festival VIVE LATINO donde la gran estrella fue BUNBURY [1er grupo APOCALIPSIS] presentando en el FORO SOL su cd EXPECTATIVAS con single CUNA DE CAIN o la CEREMONIA DE LA CONFUSION=EL SUERTUDO [Barco de LOS CABOS]

[juarezesdeporte]

HISTÓRICA REMONTADA!! 

Glendale, arizona.-Kansas City logra una remontada histórica para ganar el Super Bowl LVII Un minuto y 48 segundos en el reloj del último cuarto

Los ojos del mundo entero y un State Farm Stadium repleto. Los Chiefs toman la gloria en sus manos y se proclaman campeones del  Super Bowl LVII tras una patada de 27 yardas de Harrison Butker. Kansas City es campeón de la NFL por tercera vez en su historia en una final que quedará grabada en los libros.

Toda la emoción y la carga energética que lleva consigo la previa del Super Bowl, la plasmaron en su primera serie ofensiva las Águilas de Filadelfia. Entre acarreos y pases precisos, llevaron a los Jefes a la zona roja y Jalen Hurts mandó un mensaje claro a Patrick Mahomes anotando el primer touchdown del partido. Patrick Mahomes respondió con velocidad encontrando a su fiel escudero Travis Kelce, una de las estrellas de la noche junto a su hermano Jason.

La primera mitad seguiría cargada de emociones y los Chiefs desaprovecharon algunas oportunidades. En el primer cuarto, Harrison Butker falló un intento de gol de campo que pudo darle la ventaja en el partido a Kansas City. Ya en el segundo cuarto, los campeones de la Conferencia Nacional atacaron con la misma intensidad que arrancaron el partido gracias a la conexión entre Hurts y AJ Smith. Sin embargo, cuando parecía que tomaban el control del partido, el mariscal de campo de Filadelfia entregó el balón en mitad de cancha y Nick Bolton lo intercambió por una anotación que iguale el marcador.

Jalen Hurts se convirtió en el primer quarterback en convertir cuatro touchdowns por acarreo en una misma postemporada. Patrick Mahomes, que de por sí tenía poco tiempo en el campo, encendió las alarmas en Kansas City al salir lesionado a falta de 1 minuto para que acabe la primera mitad tras jugársela en tercera oportunidad y 15 yardas por avanzar por un tackle de TJ Edwards al tobillo. La primera mitad terminó con ventaja de 10 puntos para los Eagles al estar 24-14 sobre su rival.

El llamado a ser el "heredero" de Tom Brady, regresó para el comienzo del tercer cuarto y una serie ofensiva de cinco minutos derivó en anotación del corredor Isiah Pacheco para acercar a los Chiefs en el marcador y poner los números en 24-21.

La remontada se empezó a cocinar en el último cuarto. Kadarius Toney fue parte fundamental para guiar al equipo a tomar la ventaja por primera vez en el partido. Primero, recibiendo un pase de anotación de Mahomes en zona roja, y después, al regresar una patada de despeje hasta la yarda cinco, que derivó en el touchdown convertido por Skyy Moore. Para ese entonces, Chiefs dio la vuelta en el marcador y ganaba 35-27.

Hurts, en una noche que nunca olvidará, llegó a cuatro anotaciones por acarreo en el partido para igualar el partido a falta de cinco minutos para el final. Sin embargo, Patrick Mahomes agotó el tiempo y llevó a los Chiefs a la zona roja para matar el partido.

Así, Kansas City es campeón de la NFL y consiguieron su tercer anillo en la historia de la franquicia, el segundo con Patrick Mahomes como mariscal de campo. (El Universal)

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A espera acabou. Neste domingo (12), Kansas City Chiefs e Philadelphia Eagles se enfrentam pelo Super Bowl LVII. A partida está marcada para iniciar às 20h30 no Estádio State Farm em Glendale, no Arizona. E a Betfair, especialista em probabilidades esportivas, revelou quem deve faturar o campeonato em 2023 e o que deve acontecer de inusitado na partida.   Philadelphia Eagles tem 53% de chances de ser campeão Segundo análise da casa de apostas, a equipe da Pensilvânia, campeã da Conferência Nacional, entra em campo com leve favoritismo contra Kansas City. São 53% de probabilidade do Philadelphia ser campeão da NFL em 2023 - odd de 1.75, ou seja, para cada R$1 apostado, o retorno é de R$1,75 caso o resultado se concretize. No entanto, o torcedor dos Eagles não deveria comemorar tanto. Os Chiefs estão logo atrás com 47% (odd de 1.95) de chances de vitória.   Defesa de Philadelphia será prova de fogo para o ataque de Kansas City Se engana quem pensa que um time de defesa não ganha jogo. A equipe de Philadelphia é a prova viva da importância de se defender bem. E neste domingo, ela deverá tornar a vida do quarterback dos Chiefs muito mais difícil. O time defensivo dos Eagles foi responsável pela melhor marca de sacks da temporada regular (a terceira maior da história da NFL). Ao todo, a equipe conseguiu derrubar 70 vezes o quarterback adversário antes que ele fizesse o passe. O linebacker do Philadelphia Haason Reddick lidera a estatística de jogador com mais sacks na temporada, 16 vezes, e tem 20% (odd 5.0) de ser o atleta com mais sacks no Super Bowl deste domingo.   Nos Chiefs, Patrick Mahomes e Travis Kelce são os prováveis “heróis do jogo” Agora não importa muito para qual time você torce, é preciso admitir que Patrick Mahomes, dos Chiefs, é o melhor quarterback da temporada, e provavelmente da atualidade. Além de conduzir a equipe para o terceiro Super Bowl nos últimos quatro anos, Mahomes lidera isoladamente as estatísticas da temporada regular de mais jardas por passe, com 5.250, e mais touchdowns, 41. E segundo análise da Betfair, o quarterback dos Chiefs tem 52% (odd 1.91) de chances de dar passe para mais de 1 TD em cada metade de tempo. Já Travis Kelce aparece como principal favorito a pontuar na partida. São 55% (odd 1.83) de probabilidade de anotar um TD a qualquer momento. O tight end de Kansas City tem a segunda melhor marca de touchdowns na temporada regular, com 12, além de estar top 10 jogadores com mais jardas recebidas.   Cor do Gatorade, primeira música no intervalo e discurso de MVP: confira algumas das previsões peculiares da Betfair Mas além da bola rolando, também tem sempre aquele momento do Super Bowl em que o torcedor fica imaginando o que vai acontecer. Por essa razão, a Betfair também analisou as probabilidades de alguns fatos curiosos que podem acontecer neste duelo. Confira: 21% para o Gatorade a ser jogado no técnico vencedor ser da cor azul; Apenas 15% de aparecer um artista surpresa no show da Rihanna; 50% do hino ter duração de menos de 1 minuto e 58 segundos; 50% para ter duração maior que 1 minuto e 59 segundos; Patrick Mahomes e Jalen Hurst estão empatados com 50% de chances em quem será o primeiro quarterback a ser mostrado na televisão; o mesmo vale para os técnicos Andy Reid (Chiefs) e Nick Sirianni (Eagles); Don’t Stop the Music lidera as chances de ser a primeira música do Show do Intervalo com 29% de chances; No discurso do MVP, o “time” tem 25% de chances de ser o primeiro homenageado.   Sobre a Betfair Uma das maiores provedoras de apostas esportivas on-line do mundo, a Betfair é patrocinadora oficial das equipes do Cruzeiro e do Palmeiras. A empresa, fundada em Londres (ING) no ano de 2000, foi pioneira na oferta de apostas peer-to-peer (Betfair Exchange) e gerencia um conjunto completo de apostas esportivas, eventos de entretenimento e produtos de jogos on-line para mais de quatro milhões de clientes maiores de

18 anos em todo o mundo. Graças à sua tecnologia de ponta, a plataforma oferece um amplo catálogo de produtos que permite apostar com suas próprias cotas e cotas oferecidas por outros usuários. A Betfair está licenciada para operar apostas on-line e outros jogos em 19 países, incluindo Espanha, Itália, Malta, Colômbia e Grã-Bretanha.