Don't blame you... but it is days like this, the fidgeting, that slow burn below the surface of the skin.. the pent up rage.. it is days like this that I know that love of the game is still there.
Like a little kid waiting for the sun to rise on Christmas morning.. just want to tear into the season already.
Quiet ridiculous actually how attached to the games I am.. a sickness I ponder. Such a beautiful sickness.. lol.
Originally Posted by: Pack93z