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... there was a game??
I don't check LJ every morning, but this morning I did... and I see that the first yay-many posts by my Friends are all empassioned outbursts concerning a college football title. The depth of feeling and introspection and social commentary in these posts is of an incisive intensity I don't always see here.
I had no idea this game was being played, let alone who won. I didn't know that any of the games leading up to it happened, either. And now that I've been informed of this event, I'm moved by the responses of my Friends, but the event itself still means nothing to me.
I can't remember the last time I felt so much like an alien.
I had no idea this game was being played, let alone who won. I didn't know that any of the games leading up to it happened, either. And now that I've been informed of this event, I'm moved by the responses of my Friends, but the event itself still means nothing to me.
I can't remember the last time I felt so much like an alien.