Some ghoulish ghoulash-eater (who still has most of it all over his face) wins the U.S. Open...defeating some dopey Dim-Sum eater. Who the fuck cares? Should GOD care?
Idiot athletes are always waving to heaven, dropping down on their backs with more theatricality than John Barrymore, and crossing themselves. Like God cares? Like God exists?
With all that goes on in the world, GOD sees every sniveling Mexican trying to sneak across the border, every Dutch douchebag praying for his Beach Boys download to be completed, every senile Nazi using a Croatian website to upload the latest music so he can get "nice" comments....AND he's trying to manage the extermination of the Jews, the misery of missing schoolgirls in Nigeria, helping Somali monkeys capture ships...AND he's got time to make some grubby, gangly goon from Croatia happy by beating a glandular Asian for an American tennis championship?
Alienation is what happens when a bunch of clods who ARE aliens (they're only here to play tennis and then leave) wander around the heat and humidity smacking a hairy ball, sweating and crying and literally groaning and grunting like pigs dumped into a truck.
Before most of us were born, Rocky Graziano, a pug who managed to win one or two fights, wrote a book: "Somebody Up There Likes Me." He's six feet under and nobody much gives a damn. And in another few days, reports about this guy winning one of the many tennis championships in the world, will not just be yesterday's news...they'll be no news at all.
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