We don't like the big guy. We don't want the big guy to win. Who we do like, is the little guy. The scrappy fringe contender that doesn't have much of a chance to get to the big show and win, but we still believe in him, because he speaks to the majority of us, little balls of insignificance who sit around in bubbles, perhaps wishing that we were a little more important or little bigger, but not having the balls to actually take the steps to get bigger or to gain a bit more significance. We love the little guy because he has those balls to make those moves. He's greater then we'll ever be, but he is small enough for us to live through him vicariously. The little guy is our gateway to greatness. And in the unlikely situation the little guy wins, and beats the big guy, we are overjoyed. Proof that you don't have to join forces with the devil to be great, that with a little extra work and a whole lot of heart, you can overcome.
Fuck I'm bored.
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