red card

i don't mind fighting a losing fight.
just because i'm losing doesn't mean i've lost.

but i can't stand this feeling like i've been thrown off the field, that i'm sitting on the bench or, worse, pacing in the locker room, having to watch the final from a tv monitor rather than being out there.
i'm not competitive in a lot of things, but the times when i want to fight and am no longer allowed, i hate it.
sitting here. doing nothing.

so close.
2000 light years away.
fair.

editor's note: we are fully aware of the two previous posts.  we're fine with the contrast.