Welcome to the home of Terry Long, Justin Strzelczyk,
Troy Maxson, and the immortal Mike Webster. Now get out quick.
Life's interminable and as awkward as Pinter
In this eternally rained-out scheduling winter.
By our own minds and bodies, like Hamlet, betrayed
We can't fix or do or stay out of our own way.
Some are Titans, defeated. For others, the thrill of the chase
Raised us to middling. Now we're men gone to waste.
Told we're not old, knowing privately we're done
Unworthy of notice and of no use to anyone,
At best we're old Nestor. Some are Oedipus after his fall.
We've no purpose or outlet once the ref takes the ball.
Not by gray hairs and wrinkles we tally our age.
We count surgeries, defects and impotent rage.
We don't rate 'til we die young. Then people ask why.
We're a Lost Generation. We're just marking time.
Troy Maxson, and the immortal Mike Webster. Now get out quick.
Life's interminable and as awkward as Pinter
In this eternally rained-out scheduling winter.
By our own minds and bodies, like Hamlet, betrayed
We can't fix or do or stay out of our own way.
Some are Titans, defeated. For others, the thrill of the chase
Raised us to middling. Now we're men gone to waste.
Told we're not old, knowing privately we're done
Unworthy of notice and of no use to anyone,
At best we're old Nestor. Some are Oedipus after his fall.
We've no purpose or outlet once the ref takes the ball.
Not by gray hairs and wrinkles we tally our age.
We count surgeries, defects and impotent rage.
We don't rate 'til we die young. Then people ask why.
We're a Lost Generation. We're just marking time.
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