You would think I'd be used to it by now.
I am not.
Definitely not.
Not no-how, not no-way.
It isn't the losing that hurts so much, it is the effort that counts.
Or lack thereof.
You try your best, you sell-out, you never give up and you keep as much hope as you can for as long as you can. You stay in the game until the final gun sounds, the clock reads 00:00.
That did not happen yesterday.
Emotionless, lacklustered, uninterested and unwilling.
And that was just in the first half.
Sure there were injuries to star players and the dismissal of another. It was a tough week and the visiting opposition, a ranked team with a talented QB, weren't going to roll over and concede.
Not hardly. We got creamed and we didn't care. I am deeply saddened by the coaching staff's inability to prepare their team for battle. It is no wonder these kids preform so ineptly as a team. There seems to be no leadership. A season that started out so enthusiastically is now on the ledge. We could lose out after wining the first four.
I guess there is hope. Stranger things have happened. But if they don't care, why should I?
Because you have to.
I believe is the correct answer.
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