If my team had won, my opponent What the Canuck surely would have been crying about how his binky, Trent Edwards got a bump on the noggin resulting in zero quartback points.
Waaahhhh!
So now my season and everything that means anything in my life is riding on the pivotal Week Six match-up with the 4-1 Ramblers. To some it is only a hobby but to me it is the world. If I lose this game I will spend the remaining days of my life in dark solitude drinking myself into a Jack Daniels bottle occasionally coming out to yell at the kids hanging around on my lawn or look out the window every time a car drives by.
Then after years have gone by I will have built up decades of misplaced anger. I will purchase firearms and die in a shootout with the police over being harassed because I just wanted some food...
Chris: There wouldn't be no trouble except for that king shit cop! All I wanted was something to eat. But the man kept pushing Sir.
Trautman: Well you did some pushing on your own Chris.
Chris: They drew first blood, not me.
Trautman: Look Chris, let me come in and get you the hell out of there!
Chris: They drew first blood...
3 comments:
Oh, man, I didn't know it was that bad. Maybe I'll just lose for you...
Naah. I'm going to quit singing and bring it. ;)
Back there I could fly a gunship, I could drive a tank, I was in charge of million dollar equipment, back here I can't even DRAFT A RELIABLE RUNNING BACK!!!
Cheers bug ears! If it makes you feel any batter, I was cheering for you ...
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