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Sleepy Sunday

It is hard to be enthused when you realize your team sucks. wasting a long evening witnessing that very fact Next year will be better the season just started next year never comes just the perpetual pain of losing While everyone else improves and wins and reaches new zenith your team stuck in the doldrums of gut wrenching disappointment You watch in shock while your chicken wing goes limp in your hand no one can play that bad, it is on purpose. Sleepy Sunday after an exhausting Saturday of no way. Had hopes dreams aspirations of a great season, championships being number one and then they play the games. Finally turning this program around but it just spins in circles of loserville. Start rooting for hated rival, they're back and on top and next to humiliate your team. It's just a game but another season of no fun. For someone to win your team will gladly lose. Take a nap it's another sleepy Sunday.

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Date: 9/22/2024 9:03:00 AM
Lol, pleasure reading
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Fritz Purdum
Date: 9/22/2024 9:55:00 AM
Thank you

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