I no longer feel empathy for most Oiler fans, because of their horse blinders and lack of self awareness. They make each poor season taste like sweet dew off a morning Rose. Each poor season feels like skiing in perfect powder. Like running on a nude beach with Katy Perry, heck even Katie Perry, her stunt double. Like ice cream with my favorite sprinkles. Like racing cars in the Grand Tour. Like tasting a $300 bottle of scotch. Like fighting Rocky in his prime because he's fictional and that's the only way I would win... Fictional win, just like the Oilers and their fans.
Last edited by To Be Quite Honest; 10-11-2016 at 02:06 PM.
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