Saturday, November 6, 2010

Love 'em.

We lost the quarter final game.
No state this year.
I was pretty angry.
But no worries.
Gotta love 'em ball play-as.

'In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.'