It's funny, but
school ball doesn't appeal to me
at all.
I know it's the same game, but
basically - I'd rather watch B-League, not
some kids
Doing it for free!
(by rule) (it's not
their fault, but that's not
the point) (who wants to see
a school play?), no
Pay some GROWN MEN
(it could be grown women,
too but nobody seems to take
those leagues seriously, sadly. Lingerie
league? Come on
The players
- forgive me -
seem to think it's some
kind of joke) (even the coaches,
I question their level of interest)
(I question the nature
of their interest) sorry
I got distracted. Pay some
GROWN MEN or whoever!
It's not complicated
To run around
hitting each other
jumping and chasing after
a children's toy -
trying hard in the sweat
and the muscle and menace
to make some point.
I say it's grand!
A game of guts and destiny!
Helmets on, pads
and cleats, a high-tech playing field
surface or good ol' grass - and somebody
just made 14 million dollars
for it! On one play! Well
I don't actually know how it
works, per-play, but these
are the economies at play.
At work,
in that serious job, and it
makes it interesting. I just want
something at stake
B-League players, hey
- that money means something
to them. It's the difference between
getting a job, and
this IS my job. Ok,
second job. Impressed yet?
School ball, hey
- keep your grades up kids.
Maybe even go out for the
school play. You want to
well-rounded, right? You're
preparing yourself
for life. Maybe even
a serious,
serious
job
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