No emo bullshit here. This is created for my rhetoric class, which is good because it gives me incentive to back my shit up after talking all kinds of trash about teenage asian girls' xangas. This will most likely not be any better. Probably worse.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Starting to look like something again, ain't it? I sure hope so. Not one to stay stuck in nostalgia, but the Dream Team of yore was truly a memorable moment in sports. MJ, Magic, Chuck, Bird all banding together for country, for pride and most of all: to let the rest of the world know that they ain't shit.
Something went wrong between the highlight reels and the bitter taste of bronze. But hopefully that is being reversed in the form of the new Team USA. And what do you know, salvation seems to come in the form of The Most Famous Man Ever Named After A Steak.
The best is the best. Ain't no other way around it. This is gonna be fun.