Night Gathers, and now our losing streak begins. It shall not end for at least 2,163 days. I shall earn no degree, keep no dental appointments, play no defense. I shall hang no banners and win no glory. I shall live and die in the past. I am the flexer of biceps. I am the thrower of chairs. I am the spatula that flips the burgers of men. I pledge my life and honor to the candy stripe, for this night and all nights to come, until football season ...
