Never understood why
people like watching
football-unless it's
mindless entertainment...
I guess that answers
my question.
It's as beautiful as
a cat licking mushrooms.
Every time I hear an
announcer say "football"
or "linebacker" or
anything, really,
I recall a piano melody
to protect me from
those goddamn whistles.
They pinch my
spine at the base,
rocketing pain to my
inner ear.
It's just a bunch of fucks
crashing into each other,
and we pay them
millions!
But hey,
I tried out for
the team in 5th grade;
it wasn't for me.
