i wanna be the definition of something you cant define
i wanna be a possibility for the impossible,
I love my girlfriend Taylor
ur my world baby
Football Players. Will do anything just to be able to tell his teammates a great story in the dressing room. Live the dream until they are 35 then realize they never made it. You lace up the cleats, put on the cutters, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the field and nothing else matters. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...you're world is absolutely perfect for the next couple hours. Here's to cadence, touchdowns, big blocks, overtime, living on the road, freezeing rain, early mornings, breaking tackles, being allstar, countless hours of practice, cross countrys, puking, thousands of dollars, juking d-men, endzone to endzone rushes, big hits, broken arms, new cleats, doing the same play over + over, seeing pretty much every football movie ever made, wheelin' broads, coaches, saying everyone one on the team is your brother, the word "f uck" has a totaly new meaning, pealing someone off the ground, stoping them on the one, ran outta pro wrap, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of Football. Why? Why do we run back and forth night after night? running so hard we throw up. running so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We push through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the field, because one hit can make you smile all night, square in the corner, over the shoulder with one hand, cathes that can only be called realing it in, the burn from the turf when you stand, the feal of pig skin, and cleats carving into the ground is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to run fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our accomplishment. Why? Why would someone push themselves so hard the uneducated pussies always ask? ATOM, pee wee, bantom, flag, highschool, midget, tier 1, 2, 3, and 4, Jr, College, and if your smart University, CFL, and always that little chance NFL ... It's never been for the money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame...The Boys' play because we fucking LOVE IT... If you are a Football player and you are proud to be one, pass this on with pride mother fucker, and let everyone know the definition of man.
This is for the stars in the show and the guys going to the show, the boys in
the juniors living the dream and the die hards lighting up the Midget leagues.
This is for the big hitters, the playmakers, the gridiron, the fighters, the line
men, the pain train d-men, the kicks that go right through pipes, the men
on the bench, and the boys in the slings.
HIM FUCKIN OWNS
gotta love Bam Margera, id love to hang with that kid
One last thing for ya
i love when bellrose thinks they are gonna beat us, and then every year (including this one) we beat the fuck out of them this years score being 38-0, so a note to any and all cocky bellrsoe players (and i say cocky beacuse some of them are nice guys and quite respectful) u can just shut your mouths now and enjoy getting fucked by the league!
