Fielding

Footbal gods,

Why do you hate me? Have I not upheld every thing that is holy about the gridiron?

You tease us with glimpse of a winning season. You start us off at 2=0 and then you crush our poor little pig skin hearts.

I hate all of you. All of you.

(I'm at work right now and this is the beginning for a pretty funny letter to the *******s in arsgaard.) stay tuned.

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Professor

no problem ghost

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