Like yes definitely it will never get tiresome to troll win away to these scum teams but at the end of the day we're just succumbing to the same Italian complex where you're happy to just be the fastest kid at the special Olympics and then lose to maccabi.
I laugh at Naples celebrating their scudetto in a sham league that has fallen levels but then every weekend I paint clown makeup on myself to celebrate beating Biraghi and Bonaventura and I think am I really better than what I loathe?
There's no hope or long term project and for just that split second max's troll smile in the 95th minute brightens my day but at what cost. I know deep down life is meaningless
I laugh at Naples celebrating their scudetto in a sham league that has fallen levels but then every weekend I paint clown makeup on myself to celebrate beating Biraghi and Bonaventura and I think am I really better than what I loathe?
There's no hope or long term project and for just that split second max's troll smile in the 95th minute brightens my day but at what cost. I know deep down life is meaningless
