I stare into each of their eyes and begin to hate them. I hate what the way they look back at me like they know something I don't. I hate how they think they deserve the right to laugh and joke amongst themselves.
When they cheer on their team they sound overly confident. Yet when we cheer it's expected and right. When the other teams scores, the ref made a bad call.
Winning is the most amazing feeling on earth.
Losing makes you feel like crap.
As my season comes to an end, I'll miss this feeling. The feeling of competition.
