Under, Over

Objectively, everything sucks.

There’s a special kind of heartbreak that involves holding on desperately to the idea of something perfect, achievable, attainable, and then watching that idea slip away piece by piece, moment by moment.

That was my weekend, in so many ways.

What weekend?

Anyway, here’s to not living in Arizona, trekking a million miles to get to mile high seats, being too short to touch the top of the bus, and, even though we didn’t come out on top this round, still being the best of the best because we are Trojans and that’s what we do.



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