It's Sunday, and time for testosterone and football. You know things are pretty bad when the best scene is the guys' off-key rendition of the Star Spangled Banner before the game starts. It goes downhill from there. The premise is, what does a red bloodied American male want to do on a Sunday in the fall: watch football or ball Chayse Manhattan? Chayse feels ignored. No surprise; she plays the scene as a real bitch and is banished to the kitchen. While the boys whoop it in the living room, the horny Manhattan has an intimate encounter with a banana.
David Hardman goes to the kitchen to get pretzels, and catches Chayse, umm, peeled down. Hardman follows suit, and tepidly boffs her on the kitchen table. Satiated, he returns, but with no pretzels.
Damien Zeus and Paul Lee go the kitchen to retrieve them and end up in a circle jerk with the lady. After they spurt, they carry the drenched Chayse back into the living room, and the tape turns Wall-to-Wall. The six guys take turns penetrating her end zone. Everybody scores. It's a superball!!
That's the good part. Poor production values and a bad soundtrack makes this one less than super. For Manhattan fans only — and I don't mean the island.