I'm going down to South Park Gonna have myself a time
Friendly faces everywhere Humble folks without temptation
Going down to South Park Gonna leave my woes behind
Ample parking day or night People spouting, "Howdy, neighbour"
Heading on up to South Park Gonna see if I can't unwind
Come on down to South Park And meet some friends of mine
Martonius Jackson catches the ball! He's running down the sideline and...
Did you see that hit?
Jackson stopped at the 45 and he is slow to get up.
That was a great hit, boys. Remember that at practise tomorrow.
Yeah, Jackson took a real shot and I'm not sure what he's doing now, but...
It appears as though he's looking for his keys, Dan.
Yeah, and that doesn't make a lot of sense,
because ever since his concussion in '06,
he doesn't even have a licence.
Coach Martin is coming over to tell him that now,
but Jackson appears to think he's in a car, driving home.
Well, during this time out we're happy to be joined
by the commissioner of the NFL, Roger Goodell.
Commissioner, a lot of hoopla about concussions this year in the NFL.
How is the league handling all that?
Well, there certainly are interesting statistics coming out, Dan.
And we are deeply concerned and waiting to see
if there's really any direct correlation between football and head trauma.
And it looks like some of the NFL alumni are taking the field now.
There's AII-Pro safety Martin Gregors and fullback Jim Harris.
Looks like his pants are down around his ankles.
Somebody should let him know.
And ol' surehand Mike Taftill,
who seems to be baking an imaginary cake, Dan.
Yeah, not sure if that's meant to be a cake
or perhaps a loaf of bread,
but he definitely thinks he's baking something.
Boy, I just don't get football. Guess that's why I suck at it.
You don't suck at football, Butters, you suck at all sports.
That's true! Ol' Eric tells me I should work
at a Thai massage parlour I'm so good at sucking!
That's right, Butters.
And with that, the Browns are ready to kick it off
back to the Broncos.
All right, all right, here you go, boys.
Watch them on the kickoff. All right?
Special teams are the most important plays.
We don't have kickoffs any more.
The school said they're the most dangerous plays
so they don't have us do them any more.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
What the fuck!
Okay, before we get started with this PTA meeting
does anyone have any outstanding issues?
Yeah, I'd like to talk about this genius new rule
in the football programme about no kickoffs.
Yes, we've decided to go without kickoffs
because of the concerns raised over concussions, m'kay.
Yeah, we don't want our kids getting hurt playing football.
But I think I have a way to make it even better.
Why don't we have the players just wear bras?
Bras?
Yeah. The players should all wear bras, and instead of helmets,
they should wear little tinfoil hats because, you know,
it's "the future" and we shouldn't be so barbaric!
How would the bras and tinfoil hats make it safer?
You're all not getting it!
See, while we're at it, we'll have a balloon instead of a ball.
And whoever catches the balloon
tries to run while all the other players hug.
You think the students would like that?
They'd love it! A sport where safety is all that matters.
How about we call it... Sarcastaball!
M'kay. Would you mind being the coach of the South Park Sarcastaball team?
Jesus Christ.
Yes, I would love to be the coach of the Sarcastaball team.
Dad, do we really have to wear bras?
Yeah, Stan, this is what people want.
Don't worry, you look really cool.
I got the balloon, Coach Marsh, what should I do with it?
You know, try to get it into the end zone but be really polite about it.
Okay!
Excuse me. Pardon me.
You guys look terrific.
This game is great!
How's it going, Coach?
How's it going? Awesome!
Nobody's getting hurt and the kids are learning
valuable life lessons 'cause hugging and safety
is what the world is all about!
So you're happy with these changes?
Happy? I'm thrilled!
Look at how much better this is!
Okay.
Is football safe for your kids?
Concerned parent, Randy Marsh, says no
and has started a movement to reform the sport,
gathering followers by the hundreds.
This is good.
Nice for you all to turn out
in record numbers to show your support for Sarcastaball.
Yeah, yeah, we're through with our kids getting knocked on the ground
and tackled.
Let's make Sarcastaball the official school sport nationwide!
Go on! Pat yourselves on the back!
Showing just how much one concerned parent can do,
Marsh then found himself in front of the leaders of Washington.
Yeah, yeah, let's do that.
We got an economy in the toilet, a big election coming up,
but this country's number-one priority should be making football safer.
This is ridiculous!
Are we really going to go out there and play North Park like this?
I can't even remember if we're supposed to hug the fullback or compliment him.
I'm so confused.
This game is stupid. I have no idea how to go out on a field
and be as nice as I can to the other team!
Yeah, you know what, screw this!
Hey, whoa! I can't believe what I'm hearing!
We've been practising and getting ready for this game
and you fellas just wanna quit?
We don't even understand how this game is played.
This great game isn't about plays,
it's about sportsmanship and compassion.
And when I look around this locker room,
I see some of the nicest, most compassionate guys I've ever met.
Token, you're nicer than anybody I know.
And Clyde, you give better hugs than anyone out on that field!
That's true.
Are we just gonna let North Park walk away with a victory
because we think they know how to be nicer than us?
Being nice is about what's inside you!
When your enemy is nice to you, you just be nice right back!
And if they give you two balloons, well you give 'em three!
- Yeah. - Yeah!
And when they try and thank you for those balloons, you say,
"I don't need any thanks. I did it 'cause it was the right thing to do."
And then you give 'em a smile!
And when that other team tries to come at you,
that's when you gotta reach deep down,
right down to your creamy centre,
that place inside you where all the gooey happy loving goo sits,
and you gotta use that to be the nicest,
most compassionate player you've ever been
and let the world know that we will not go down so easy!
Let's do this. Stan, hook up my bra.
As Commissioner of the NFL
I am so thrilled to see our nation's youth
embrace Sarcastaball over traditional football.
But why stop there?
Since football is so barbaric, we should change too!
So let's give a big welcome to the new coach of the Denver Broncos,
Randy Marsh!
Congratulations, Marsh. Good job.
Thank you, Commissioner, I'm thrilled to be a part of this.
- Thanks. - Nice going.
Yeah, no, no, you nice going.
Hey, guys,
how about a nice fucking picture to welcome in the future of sports.
Welcome to the inauguraI game of the National Sarcastaball League,
as we bring you today's matchup
between the Denver Broncos and the Oakland Raiders.
Yeah, looking good, guys. Let's kick some butt.
Give 'em hell, Coach! Loving, not shoving!
Yeah, good one!
And now, here are your Denver Whoop De Fucking Do Girls!
Go, Broncos, go!
Whoop-de-fucking-do.
And now, here to sing the Sarcastaball anthem, recording artist, CeeLo.
I love Sarcastaball!
It's so much better than football
I'm so glad they got rid of violence in sports
'Cause Sarcastaball is so super fun to watch
Nice job, CeeLo, good to see you on TV some more.
Yeah, I'm a big fan of all your hit song!
Dude, what do you mean we don't have a coach?
Look, I'm sorry, guys, my dad said he's too busy with the Broncos,
he doesn't have time for us.
But our big game with Lakewood is Saturday!
I'm sorry!
My dad is taking professional Sarcastaball really seriously.
Well, we might as well call up Lakewood and tell 'em we forfeit.
We can't!
- We don't have a coach, Kyle! - Who needs a coach?
We have Butters.
- Hey, yeah. - The guys are right.
From now on, you're team captain, Butters.
You lead us to victory.
Oh, jeez, no, I don't know, fellas.
Butters, you understand this game better than anybody.
Yeah, but I can't be team captain, I suck at everything.
Not at this you don't.
What about that creamy filling you talked about?
That gooey goodness inside you
that makes you the butteriest Butters we know.
It's in there. It's overflowing sometimes.
We need you, Butters.
You're the man.
Butters! Butters!
- Butters! - Butters!
- I love you, Butters! - Love you too, ladies.
Oh, Butters!
You know how I feel about the captain of sports teams!
Leave him alone, Wendy, he's mine!
What...
Dad! It happened again!
More of my creamy goo came out.
Well, that's okay, Butters.
Remember what we talked about,
sometimes our happy creamy feeling just gets so full it comes out at night.
I was having happy dreams about a girl and...
All right, Butters, it's happy feelings.
- Let's just not talk about it. - Okay, Dad!
Save that for later!
The score is zero-to-zero as the Steelers kick off to the Broncos.
Go, Broncos, go.
Manning has the ball.
He's saying some really great things about the other team.
Manning met by LaMarr Woodley. He's giving the balloon to Woodley!
The referee comes in...
The referee is calling that a touchdown!
Wait, now another official is signalling that's a safety.
Yeah, nice going, replacement refs!
They're gonna have to sort this one out with the side judge.
Fuck it. It's a fucking field goal.
Yeah! Yeah!
Coach, three-to-nothing victory over the Steelers.
You must feel like a real winner.
Yeah, well, the other team was just so awesome on offence,
I was really scared.
Coach Belichick says, "No way we can beat the Broncos.
"They've had the same coach for almost a day."
Yeah, I'm just the guy who invented Sarcastaball.
There's no way I know how to coach it.
Guess we'll find out on Sunday.
Yeah.
All right, guys, listen up.
Forget about the day off. We need to practise tomorrow!
Practise on Monday after a victory?
Great.
That's good, Peyton, but we need to get better.
Practise on Monday?
That's just what I wanna do.
That's it!
- Hey, Butters, you got a minute? - Sure, Eric!
I don't know what to do.
Kids are starting to make fun of me because I'm no good at Sarcastaball.
I suck at being nice and polite.
I'm so good at sucking, I should work at a Thai massage parlour.
Oh, no, Eric, you're a great player.
No, I just don't have the mojo you have, Butters.
Well, Eric, I told you, everyone has a creamy filling inside them
where all the feelings of compassion and joy come from.
Didn't your dad ever tell you that?
- I don't have a dad. - Right, I'm sorry.
Well, everyone has a creamy filling, Eric.
And some people have so much of that feeling
that it comes out sometimes.
A lot of times, when I go to sleep and especially
if I'm having wonderful dreams that make me feel really good.
Sometimes I wake up.
And when I wake up, I realise some of my goo has come out.
Oh, jeez, there's a lot this time!
But I always make sure I keep it,
just in case I ever run out of all my happy sunshine feelings.
You save it all?
My goo doesn't come out every night,
but I sure do seem to have a surplus of it.
Butters, do you think your goo might work on someone else?
I don't know. I never really thought of it that way.
It's kind of a grape-y, bleach-y flavour.
Do you feel warm and compassionate?
Holy shit, I think I do.
Welcome back to Rome, we're gonna talk some Sarcastaball.
I can't wait.
I can't wait to talk Sarcastaball because it's really compelling.
Joining me now is the coach of the Denver Broncos
and the inventor of Sarcastaball, Randy Marsh.
Thanks for calling in, Randy. Really happy to have you on the show.
Yeah, it's awesome to be on your show.
Randy, first off, thanks for taking a sport that we all love
and turning it into a sarcastic nightmare. Way to go.
Thanks, Jim. 'Cause it's totally what I intended.
You know, when I came up with the idea,
I was sure it was gonna end up like this.
Well, it certainly makes for an exciting game.
How about last night's nail-biter that ended zero-to-zero.
That's a game I wanna watch twice.
That's a game I wanna watch four times.
Check that. I'll watch that game five times.
Good luck on Sunday.
I'm sure that'll be another game that I could watch 12 times.
Check that, 13 times.
Thanks, Jim.
Randy, aren't you going to come join your family for dinner?
Yeah, I've totally got time to do that, Sharon.
In fact, how about I go downstairs
and make a four-course meal for all of you.
Check that. A seven-course meal.
Randy, something's happened.
Are you unable to stop being sarcastic?
Right, I can't stop being sarcastic now.
I'm telling you, Randy,
I think this sport is doing something to your brain.
Right, it's doing something to my brain and now I can't stop being sarcastic.
Do you mean that?
Yes! I totally mean it!
Help me, Sharon. Help me.
All right, first string, cover those wideouts.
Tell 'em how much you like their outfits! Clyde! Token!
Hug those two players and give their quarterback a kiss!
Cartman, you idiot!
Stay positive, Stan! All right, guys, cuddle up! Cuddle up!
Now, what is going on out there?
That kid is provoking us!
He's saying mean things to try to piss us off.
Yeah. We need more of your mojo, Butters.
All right, all right. Here ya go.
I'm sorry, Mr. Marsh,
but there appears to be permanent damage.
Oh, boy, this is great.
My week just keeps getting better.
How do we fix this, Doctor?
You don't. I'm sorry.
There just isn't enough research on how sarcasm affects the brain.
So that's it.
I should just go home and forget about what this sport has done to me.
Let thousands of people play Sarcastaball and get hurt too.
Really? You think there's a correlation between sarcasm and Sarcastaball?
Really? That's fascinating. Please go on.
No, Sarcastaball has nothing to do with it,
I just really enjoy being sarcastic and so I must be finding an excuse.
You know, I have a fifty-year-old Alzheimer's patient
out in the waiting room who can't even remember his family,
but let's forget about him and focus on how Sarcastaball
might be damaging people's brains.
My son is out there playing that game.
It's heart-warming to see you have such high regard for his safety!
Okay. Well, I've got a better idea.
Let's get all the funding for cancer research and genetic diseases,
let's take all that money and make commercials that say,
"Hey, America, sarcasm might not be such a great thing for your brain."
Thank you, Doctor. Thank you so much!
Jim Rome here.
Hey, I love Sarcastaball just as much as the next guy.
But sometimes it's so thrilling,
I need an extra burst of energy to get me through a game.
That's when I reach for a bottle of this.
Butters' Creamy Goo.
You play hard.
You need a sports drink that gives you that extra boost.
Sports these days are all about being nice.
So take your game to the next level with Butters' Creamy Goo.
You'll be filled with feelings of good tidings
- and be nicer than a ray of sunshine. - Like me!
Get with it, and get the goo.
Butters' Creamy Goo is chock-full of all the essentials an athlete needs.
And now it's available in quart size.
When I get hot and tired, only one thing can boost my compassion.
Now I'm back in the game!
Go and chug a bottle of Butters' Creamy Goo
Forty-two! Red 13!
Sunshine and happy thoughts! Sunshine and happy thoughts. Hut!
Oh, no! That kid's gonna intercept it!
Good job, kid!
Stan! Stan!
- Dad? - Get in the car, Stan.
- We're going home. - What?
We're sorry, Stanley.
We don't want you playing this sport any more.
Hey, get off the field, m'kay!
Everyone! Everyone listen.
There's something you all need to know about Sarcastaball.
It turns out it's totally safe.
Yeah, it's super safe.
It's like so safe that we should have every kid play it.
Sorry, sorry, hang on. Gotta not be so sarcastic.
Let me try that again.
Listen, everyone,
if you let your kids play Sarcastaball, you're a fucking genius.
Cut, sorry. Try this again.
Look, what I'm trying to say is,
we should have like ten Sarcastaball leagues because then everyone...
God damn it!
Stanley, just get your things and come on.
We're going home.
You can't tell me what to do!
Yeah, we're your parents, we can't tell you what to do.
Don't you see what this sport has done to your father?
Do you want to end up like him?
Right, like he doesn't exaggerate every disease he gets.
Oh, Randy! It's happening!
Mr. Marsh, listen.
I know you care about your son, but he's a heck of a player.
He's good at tickling, laughing, and gettin' along.
Look, the point has been made, okay?
I'm warning you, being this sarcastic is dangerous.
We're not being sarcastic, Dad!
Is it so hard to believe that we really enjoy a sport that has no violence?
Is it so hard for you to believe
that when Butters says competitiveness can be compassionate,
he's being completely sincere?
I don't see how anyone could play this game with any sincerity.
That's because you're too grumpy and negative to believe it.
What you need is a sports drink that can boost your levels
of caring and goodness.
Yeah, Dad, you need some of this.
This is cum.
And you can just sit here in your room and think about what you've done!
Just because people try and make football
a little safer by changing a kickoff rule, doesn't mean you need to take it to,
"Why don't we just drink each other's cum?"
Sarcasm like that is homophobic, chauvinistic
and completely lacking in maturity! Any questions?
What's sarcasm and what's cum?
We'll talk about that when you're older.
Come on, everybody,
let's work on that kickoff change and get back to some football.
Welcome back to Rome.
Some of you might have seen me on TV last night.
Turns out the drink I endorsed was semen.
Turns out a little kid was just being sarcastic.
That kid's probably grounded for a month.
Check that. I'm sure he's grounded for two months.
And a week.
Football needs to be made safer,
so why don't we have players in bras drinking semen.
Yeah, that's a fastball right there.
That's a real stroke of philosophic genius.
More little kids drinking semen to finally bring back real football,
and I don't know what else to say but so long, Sarcastaball,
it was nice knowing you.
Let's just hope nothing like this ever happens again.
Probably won't. Not for another year.
Check that, a couple days.
Dad! Hey, Dad!
What?
My wiener's all stiff and pointy.
Oh, well, Butters.
That's just the friendly compass.
See, whenever you have friends in the area,
your little compass there tells you where they are.
It's pointing up because Jesus is your friend.
Thanks, Dad.