You really want to know, what takes me to the field every time?
Hmmm,... for sure, anyone told me I'm too old competing in such a physical sport. But even if I can't stand the tackle just another time, my devotion drives me to the line. Ask me to put on my pads. Commands me to hit my Opponent. And I'm longing to hit him hard.
Getting older, isn't bad at all. My Awareness and my understanding of the game gets better with every game I play, and rises with every tactic I'm confronted with.
Naarrr... Bul*beep*it. I am old, I am not as swift as my Teammates but I still can bash the f***ing shit out of everybody. Better don't cross my way on the Gridrion, until you know, you can kill me.
*spit*