I thought a lot about how I wanted to respond to the Pats
losing other than to say fuck off world and post shit about how much I fucking
hate Bernard Pollard. Like most
Boston sports fans, I’ve invested a lot of time and love into the teams, and
all of them seem to let me down eventually. Yea I know, every team loses but I really believe New
England takes it to another level with getting our hopes up then just shitting
on our dreams with missed opportunities and last minute mistakes. Which got me thinking about how being a
Boston sports fan is a lot like being in shitty relationships. In an attempt to make this post funny,
I wrote a little poem about it.
Once I was a virgin fan, didn’t have a team
Then I saw a Red Sox game up on my T.V. screen
I loved the way the fans would say “one day the curse will
be gone”
So I decided that I too, wanted to do it with my Sox on
For years I waited for a World Series that seemed like it
would never come
Then 2004 came and everyone thought a dynasty would soon be
won
But sad to say that wasn’t the way, and things just went
from bad to worse
Like high school sex it wasn’t that great, but the hardest
love to die will always be your first,
Then I realized I needed something more mature, had to move
on to something bigger and better
I said “fuck it” let’s go on spring break and see if another
team can get me wetter (yea couldn’t think of a good rhyme there)
So then I said hey Celtics, let’s see what the big 3 can do
I think I can fuck around in the Garden for a year or two
It wasn’t the same as yelling “Fuck the Yankees” but I still
felt like I was in heaven
Until the Lakers shut down our Championship dreams right at
the end of game seven
Then Ray Allen went and joined the Miama Heat,
Another one of my loves had let me down, but my spirit
couldn’t be beat
The Bruins had been on a crazy run since letting go of Lewis
I said okay hockey let’s go and fucking do this
They made me feel so dangerous every time Thomas left the
zone
But even with all those risks we still managed to get a
trophy home
Then one day I woke up and just like that they were gone
I thought the season would come back but the NHL just did me
wrong
I’d experienced so much loss I didn’t know where to turn,
I’d been through virgin love, spring break and one night
stands, I wondered when I’d ever learn.
So all this time I was looking for team I that I could give
my all,
Then Bledsoe went down and Brady got his hands on that ball,
Started breaking records, seemed like we were going down in
history
What with legends like Brown, Wilfork, Breschi, and don’t
forget Vinatieri,
After every win Pats Nation was in an after glow
And who can forget their first time in the snow bowl?
Then 2008 was here and that Superbowl should have been gravy
Now every time I hear the word Giants I want to go punch a
fucking baby
We had a dynasty for a decade I’d really thought the Pats
would be the one
But now we lost to the goddamn Ravens and it looks like
Gronk might be done
So even though I thought the Pats would take me all the way
Looks like we’ll have to wait another year for that big game
day.
But in the end looking back I really can’t complain
Boston’s had a lot of downs but there’s also been some gains
Our teams may get our hopes up just to have them crashing
down
But you won’t find more loyal fans anywhere around
So here’s to you Boston sports and everything you do
We’re the City of Champions if you don’t like fahk you
No idea if this post made any sense like it did in my head
when I was wasted during the game but hopefully you all got a kick out of it
anyways.
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