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Game of Thrones Author and Giants Fan George R.R. Martin is Devastated by the Patriots Victory and I Love It

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A loss for the Giants is a win for Game of Thrones fans everywhere.

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The author of the critically acclaimed book and television series Game of Thrones is absolutely heartbroken over the New England Patriots victory over the New York Giants, as George R.R. Martin wrote on his blog.

Thursday night was a punch in the gut. Yesterday afternoon was another.

A loss for the Jets, a loss for the Giants. But not just any losses. BAD losses. The kind that really hurt. My guys should have won both games.

The victories were right there for the taking. So close I could taste them. But no, instead I had to choke down bitter defeats. What's worse, both teams lost the games in THE SAME WAY, with truly inexplicable play-calling when the game was on the line. Deep inside the opponents' territory, the goal line just a few feet ahead, the clock running down... all the Jets needed to do, all the G-Men needed to do, was RUN RUN RUN the ball, wind down the clock, make the opponent burn his final timeouts, then kick the winning field goal or score the winning touchdown.

Instead both the Jets and Giants chose to pass, pass, pass. Incompletions stopped the clock. The Jets did not manage to score at all, the Giants settled for a FG and a lead but left too much time for Tom Brady.

Life is miserable and full of pain.

(I am not feeling good about the chances of either time going forward. Some losses can be shrugged off, while others do more lasting damage, and can send the team into the tailspin for weeks. This week's losses, I fear, are of that sort. The Giants, in particular, are going to have a hard time getting over what happened yesterday).

Life is miserable and full of pain.

Life is miserable and full of pain.

Life is miserable and full of pain.

For the author of Game of Freaking Thrones, this seems like a lesson he should know by now. I'm happy this happened. I'm happy that Martin is devastated because that is what his books have done time and time and time again.

For those unfamiliar with the series, it's an ongoing struggle between good, evil, and the shades of gray in between, with a healthy dose of politics and swordplay.

Oh, and everyone dies. Everyone you love will die. Every single character that you think is great and wonderful and worth hearing more about will die on the next page.

Life is miserable and full of pain. So is your writing, George.

Martin is known for lacing his stories with references to the real world, including the Three Stooges, the Muppets, and Lord of the Rings. But he loves his football and he even created a character after former Giants quarterback Phil Simms (the Giant named Wun-Wun is a reference to Simms' #11) and had him kill a character with a Cowboys insignia.

And his feelings towards the Patriots are more-than-evident for the raven-eyed reader:

The galley was also where the ship's books were kept...the fourth and final volume of The Life of the Triarch Belicho, a famous Volantene patriot whose unbroken succession of conquests and triumphs ended rather abruptly when he was eaten by giants.

Sound familiar? Guess Martin didn't realize that Belicho came back for a fifth and sixth campaign and is still conquering the league.

Oh, and this is coming from the fanbase that spent the whole offseason defending the Wall during Deflarthyism. The North remembers, George. You should know that.