the future of football


Snippets from Jon Bois' 17776 and 20020, set in a far-future world where three satellites watch humans play football.

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Valentine:Come on.

Coach:No. I mean, no. It’s not the plan.

I hear you. I hear what you’re saying, and I know it’s an issue. I know we gotta stay in game shape. There are smarter ways to do that than this.

Coach:Don’t look at me like that.

Coach:Don’t look at me like that. I’m the coach of this football team and I’m telling you no.

Valentine:All right! All right.

Valentine:Goddamn. I thought winning would be different.

Coach:You know this game’s all about waiting.

Valentine:I always knew that, but like.

Valentine:I just ran up and stripped the ball without touching anybody and picked it up and ran a long way. That ain’t football. And now I’m about to go wade around in mosquito piss. And that ain’t football either.

Coach:It is now. Whatever it used to be doesn’t quite matter.