Just got next week's schedule. Not happy.
I'm working tomorrow. Biggest game of the series (barring the unspeakable) and I'm working from 2-9.
I can't stand this. I'm nervous anyway and now this? Not being able to see it is going to kill me.
Letters to people who will not be reading them:
Boys,
Play hard. Stick together. Score early and often. Be the cyclone fence in front of that Flowered brick wall. Wear their guys down.
Do all that and they'll be congratulating you in front of that loud love-filled crowd.
Michel, mon amour?
Le lignes ? Ne pas les déplacer, ne touche rien. Même si tout se passe mal. Ton jouers trouveront leur chemin. Ils te feront fier ! Je crois en toi.
Ah, oui... excuse mon français. Il est très mauvaise.
I can't stand this. I'm nervous anyway and now this? Not being able to see it is going to kill me.
Letters to people who will not be reading them:
Boys,
Play hard. Stick together. Score early and often. Be the cyclone fence in front of that Flowered brick wall. Wear their guys down.
Do all that and they'll be congratulating you in front of that loud love-filled crowd.
Michel, mon amour?
Le lignes ? Ne pas les déplacer, ne touche rien. Même si tout se passe mal. Ton jouers trouveront leur chemin. Ils te feront fier ! Je crois en toi.
Ah, oui... excuse mon français. Il est très mauvaise.