I'm at a loss for words right now. 8-2. Us 2, them 8. 8 to 2. What the hell. I understand that some guys like to sit up top and have balls just fed to them so they can try all this fancy back and forth shit or think they are in the EPL or whatever, but come on. When I'm moving up top and calling for thru-balls and actually MAKING diagonal runs through their backline, give me the damn ball. The defense works so hard every game only to have goals pounded down us because the mid never comes back to help. I think the defense needs to go up top from now on. Let all those lazy asses who want to sit up there on offense have to actually work and sweat. No reason we don't get 8 goals. Dude had like 5 shots, ALL off frame. My two shots were not only on frame, but the keeper or D had to hussle to stop them. Next week I'm up at forward for all 60 minutes.
Sobering End to the Day
Before that, great day with the mom and grandma. Got some park in and some food before they witnessed the massacre. Guess I'm going to bed in a bad mood then after all. Oh well.
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