Underdogs and my loud-hailing are a harem. And because the only people who read the things I put here are blood related or less than one hand’s fingers of friends, the reasons don’t require any research.
But then, on Day 336 of the most dustbin year I can remember, a little
distraction-seeking from the demons online meander turned up this nugget:
Here’s what I love about this underdog story:
Is that, first-off, his “handicap” is only handed to us through the high-on-life Light that is Jennifer Lawrence, who – rather than tiptoeing around his only last-minute-shown situation – rides in on the back of it! And that this – together with his authentic adulation of some show I’d never heard of (I know… they must be proper worried. As above: the only people who read the things I put here are blood related or less than one hand’s fingers of friends), is such genuine benevolence… it kinda makes “underdog” seem like a bit of a whine, really.
Because: says who? Not this Duchene Muscular Dystrophy champ – Dylan.
Thanks Day 336.