First, we’ve got the set of key players. Let’s call them the quarterback in the game. So they have to be eligible to play right, and they’re taking their exams, but two other players seem to have been copying off the quarterback’s paper because… surprise, surprise… they both come up with exactly the same answers. Far, far away though they may be, the (let’s call them the linemen, you know, the BIG UGLIES!) linemen have exactly the same work with precisely the same answers. All independently arrived at… yea, yea.

So… the game is running, for some thousands of years now, and we’re looking for “thermometers”, you know… plays. More surprises here: it seems that there just weren’t that many helpful coaches running around the world leaving thermometers (plays) hanging on trees here and there. You know what any self-respecting quarterback does when he runs out of plays from the coaches helpful play book don’t you? Sure, he drops to a knee and draws one up in the dirt!

That’s exactly what the quarterback in the Climategate Bowl has done. They ran out of plays (thermometers) at key places so they just made them up! That’s right… they dropped down on one knee and intrepreted the thermometer right there in the dirt. That’s why they don’t need any plays for northern California any longer. H3ll NO, they can just use the four (yes, 4) they have in suburban southern California to interpret what the temperature at Mt. Shasta will be.

There you have it… that’s ClimateGate all over the world. Play the game yourselves, draw-up your own plays and plug in your temperatures for the years, eons, deserts, mountains, valleys… now you know how the game is played.

Or, alternatively, ala Monty Python: “Say no more, say no more, nudge, nudge, wink, wink, say no more, say no more…..”