You know what I hate more than being injured? Do you know what I despise more than not being able to do a damn thing for weeks on end? Abso-fucking-lutely nothing. Most of the time (read 100%) there isn't a damn thing you can do to avoid getting hurt. You take all the precautions, lace up the braces, stretch out real well and wear the lucky socks that you've never gotten hurt in. Hell, you do a rain dance, pray to the gods of good health and sacrifice a baby calf to make sure you stay healthy. And what happens, every damn god you prayed to ends up not existing. Well fuck that. You try to make a game saving play with a minute to go and end up being out of commission because you don't land properly. Can't walk for three long ass days? Too bad, you must have done something to deserve it. Got another upset to pull off less then a week later? Go suck some donkey balls and stop being a pussy.
Want to play in the next round of the playoffs? Too bad, stand on the sidelines in crutches and watch your championship hopes go down in flames. What are the options that you have? You can go to the hospital and hear that you've got to stay off it for about a month, or you can suck it up like a man and take a lot of pills. Well what do you think I'm gonna do. You Damn Right...
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