(Author's Note: I'm aware Match 4 was skipped. It will come later this week.)
The following was found in an abandoned Citgo station in Ardmore, Oklahom, scrawled on the walls in a mixture of blood, feces, and Skoal.
Duteronmy 6 DO NoT PuT THE lord YOUR GOD to the teST
Moments of sanity are fleeting. Memories fly away like so many errant Jason White passes.
You’ll never know a day like November 8th 2003. Maybe your wedding day comes close. Maybe your first child. Maybe there’s a heaven and that will do it. But on this earth you will never know a day.
Rapture means lifting up. Elevating.
The arc of the ball was more beautiful than the angels. Every pass was like a divine gift direct from God.
You hug the man next to you. You chug a beer. You sing the hymn with the eternal choir of angels.
Some men pray when they’re at their lowest. Some at their moment of supreme ecstasy.
Do not tempt the Lord your God.
Words are so easy to say and so hard to mean. You pray and you beg God “let me hear nothing but that song ever again.” BOOMER. Every first down every touchdown fill me with the joy of this moment and play it again SAM play it forever never let me hear another song.
DO NOT TEMPT THE LORD YOUR GOD.
Sometimes your prayer is answered and that's the worst that could happen.
Nights and days blur together. Nothing but an unending, eternal cacophony repeating again and again and again and again.
SANITY SLIPPING. DO NOT TEMPT THE LORBOOOMMERRR
Tell my wifeI SOOOOOONER
I can’t go on.
BOOMER SOONER BOOMER SOONER BOOMER SOONER BOOMER SOONER
DO NOT TEMPT THE BOOMER YOUR SOONER