As I run I tell myself to think of a river. And clouds. But essentially I'm not thinking of a thing. All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says.

Skating is joy.

Be fair. Play hard.

Sports fans eat shit.

Hard work does pay off

My swag was phenomenal.

Fans don`t boo nobodies

All sports for all people

all about that action boss

All sports for all people.

A baseball club for girls?

The Doctrine is the Ecstasy

Mistakes made me matchless.

Golf is a good walk spoiled.

Fans don't boo nobodies.