Agony of Defeat
Back up, you don't know if you've never been here,
You've never been to the place inside, I face my fears
It takes everything I am
The Tacoma Rainiers during the regular season had the best home record and the best fielding percentage. In the playoffs Tacoma lost EVERY SINGLE FUCKING GAME AT HOME. On the road they were a mixed bag, winning all three with Sacramento but losing all at Nashville. Against Nashville Tacoma committed multiple errors in EVERY SINGLE FUCKING GAME! Good job - that equates to a championship for Nashville on our own turf. The bitter taste of the opposition sweeping and the league president going on and on, a fucking oratory praising the opposition rising through adversity, etc, etc. Great rub salt into the wound. I have experienced this so many fucking times, most recently the Everett Silvertips versus Medicine Hat. I want to win when it counts damn it.
I have been on the edge lately, a constant buzz of irritability, the kind that can lead to trouble if I find myself in a situation requiring a clear head. Some ass clown has the audacity to say I am not a real Rainiers fan, when of course I have been going to almost every game the past four years. That same loser speaks volumes on the wonder of a certain player, a player who has done little in the playoffs and has made costly mistakes on the field. I get twelve dollars back for the games not played unless Cough wants to apply it towards next season. The pain of another season. Ok so it's the pain of aimlessly drifting and issues I keep trying to make go away simply by looking the other way.
In spite of working for a month I still do not have enough to pay bills. This means I should seriously consider some sort of help, relief, bankruptcy, something. Of course working means in the government's eyes that I am wealthy so no handouts. Some people get lucky, born or marry into rich families, some win the lotto, most make just enough to cover the nut, and the rest are hopelessly screwed.
You've never been to the place inside, I face my fears
It takes everything I am
The Tacoma Rainiers during the regular season had the best home record and the best fielding percentage. In the playoffs Tacoma lost EVERY SINGLE FUCKING GAME AT HOME. On the road they were a mixed bag, winning all three with Sacramento but losing all at Nashville. Against Nashville Tacoma committed multiple errors in EVERY SINGLE FUCKING GAME! Good job - that equates to a championship for Nashville on our own turf. The bitter taste of the opposition sweeping and the league president going on and on, a fucking oratory praising the opposition rising through adversity, etc, etc. Great rub salt into the wound. I have experienced this so many fucking times, most recently the Everett Silvertips versus Medicine Hat. I want to win when it counts damn it.
I have been on the edge lately, a constant buzz of irritability, the kind that can lead to trouble if I find myself in a situation requiring a clear head. Some ass clown has the audacity to say I am not a real Rainiers fan, when of course I have been going to almost every game the past four years. That same loser speaks volumes on the wonder of a certain player, a player who has done little in the playoffs and has made costly mistakes on the field. I get twelve dollars back for the games not played unless Cough wants to apply it towards next season. The pain of another season. Ok so it's the pain of aimlessly drifting and issues I keep trying to make go away simply by looking the other way.
In spite of working for a month I still do not have enough to pay bills. This means I should seriously consider some sort of help, relief, bankruptcy, something. Of course working means in the government's eyes that I am wealthy so no handouts. Some people get lucky, born or marry into rich families, some win the lotto, most make just enough to cover the nut, and the rest are hopelessly screwed.