Vigilante: A Football Downs (Fiction)

Idealist vigilante challenges the underworld Baroness and finds discoveries in language, leviathan, listening, and of course, light bias.

Injecting this vigilantism piece in-between my NFL-trilogy for your Friday Tuesday (thanks for reading!), 

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Amlan had become a pronounced American Homeland vigilante, infiltrating the dark black market of diamonds in the Windy-City he called home as a Slovak-Algerian Catholic 2nd-gen immigrant before engaging with the dark Baroness for what became an expression of things vigilante-versus-vixen (Selfie-like).

BARONESS: Got you this sweater, and I thought you'd liken it to class-mark.

AMLAN: I got all A's in school, all the time, always, like regular, instinct, stats.

BARONESS: The fact that you infiltrated my underworld speaks volume to it, pal.

AMLAN: What do you want?
BARONESS: Take the sweater, Mister Vigilante...it's the least I can do for ya (ha).

AMLAN: Mailing me something to complement an email that's secret...to a box.

BARONESS: Mister Vigilante has a PO-Box, eh?

AMLAN: Maybe I know a policeman who does, Baroness (ha).

BARONESS: You like soccer or football, fool?
AMLAN: Oh, since 'soccer' is actually called 'football' outside the United States?

BARONESS: Which sport do you prefer, Mister Vigilante?

AMLAN: All-sports interest me...you know I had a dream to be Robin Hood.

BARONESS: Well, maybe you're just a 'maniac'-cop, Mister Vigilante (ha).

AMLAN: Soccer is ground-swiftness of feet only; football is total-body music, IQ.

BARONESS: Maybe I've a sports-exams/reviews deficiency, which you'll exploit!

AMLAN: I told you I admire Robin Hood, and I don't prefer demonizing enemies!

BARONESS: We'll see, once your idealism mixes (in-blood) with real evil (me).

AMLAN: I don't doubt your challenges, lady of Hell...but I'm like...Facebook-like.

BARONES: Sure, sure, sure.

Heroic vigilante-man (Amlan) enjoyed a zesty Pho (noodles-soup) on a special Autumn-Saturday in the American Homeland prepping his body/spirit for a special vicious engagement with the Baroness in a Patriots-game of NFL-things that he guessed would be field/ground where she'd deploy minions to deliver-home a dark message about the reach of her evil powers not destabilized by any idealist-vigilante type making for streets-gossip against her favor/visage (damn). The Pho was wonderful...but Amlan wondered why Baroness inquired of his IQ of distinctions concerning soccer/football (Selfie-like). Did she want him to (actually) hate her (for the Ego)?

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)