This makes sense. The step I’m currently on is “pain”
What step is everyone else on?
Incredibly accurate, because just when it feels like you’re moving away from pain, you’re met with…more pain.
… and by some miracle the Panthers come up with the ball and a fresh set of downs in the red zone.
… and that familiar, untrustworthy, saccharine feeling creeps over you again.
It’s hope. You know better, but you can’t help yourself.
“Maybe this is the moment we turn this botched mess around. It’s still a one possession game. The end zone is *right there.* Maybe they can do this.”
You can feel it taking root, unbidden, inside you. Your dead-eyed stare is momentarily replaced by dewy, boyish optimism. You sit up straighter. The sun peeks from behind a cloud as the leaves fall on a perfect, golden Sunday. This is why you watch football.
… and then, it happens. Because it always happens. Because life is pain, and you were a fool for allowing yourself to believe otherwise.
Pain >>2023 Draft>>PAIN>>”well at least we get a new qb now”
I think replacing one of the pains with hope would be more accurate
Forgot about the slight bit of hope
You forgetting that one fuckass falcons game we always win in hilarious fashion
I chose to be a Panthers fan. I feel bad for my kids that were born into this
Hello darkness my old friend
This team should never give me hope. For my own safety.
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This makes sense. The step I’m currently on is “pain”
What step is everyone else on?
Incredibly accurate, because just when it feels like you’re moving away from pain, you’re met with…more pain.
… and by some miracle the Panthers come up with the ball and a fresh set of downs in the red zone.
… and that familiar, untrustworthy, saccharine feeling creeps over you again.
It’s hope. You know better, but you can’t help yourself.
“Maybe this is the moment we turn this botched mess around. It’s still a one possession game. The end zone is *right there.* Maybe they can do this.”
You can feel it taking root, unbidden, inside you. Your dead-eyed stare is momentarily replaced by dewy, boyish optimism. You sit up straighter. The sun peeks from behind a cloud as the leaves fall on a perfect, golden Sunday. This is why you watch football.
… and then, it happens. Because it always happens. Because life is pain, and you were a fool for allowing yourself to believe otherwise.
Pain >>2023 Draft>>PAIN>>”well at least we get a new qb now”
I think replacing one of the pains with hope would be more accurate
Forgot about the slight bit of hope
You forgetting that one fuckass falcons game we always win in hilarious fashion
I chose to be a Panthers fan. I feel bad for my kids that were born into this
Hello darkness my old friend
This team should never give me hope. For my own safety.
Throw in some 2015 nostalgia and this is based
Can you make one for the Hornets too?