Gentlemen, today we wreck face. Today is the day that one of the members of Team Thunder Dwolf claims the travel allowance to an actual important tournament, today is the day that we prevent Colorado or El Paso from ever reigning victorious at one of OUR tournaments EVER AGAIN. Today we defend the pride of Santa Fe, of our state, and defend TTD’s title as “the kid who won states and the kids who are friends with the kid who won states”. After today, we can say “Yes, I am a wizard, yes, I am a champion, and yes, I am better than you at Pokémon.”
Even without our normal nourishment of two buck doubles, today we shall pull through with the unhealthy mixture of caffeine and adrenaline in our stomachs, the spirits of Jesus and Johnny Cash in our hearts, and Eye of the Tiger stuck in our heads.
Now that I’m done with all that “you can do it” gypsy talk, let’s get down to some legit advice. One important thing to remember is the mental game. As we all know, a certain dirty Texan completely rapes our friend Shaymie at this. Unfortunately, Shaymie could not be with us today, as he is busy cowering in the shadow of our weak Texan adversary (AKA he is in Florida crying his eyeball skins off because he can’t shove that unnamed Texan’s bad SP down his throat.). Anyhow, I don’t even remember what I was gonna say and I’m tired of talking. But these types of speeches tend to end with some crazyintense shouting, which begins now.
We are beautiful animals, we are the destroyers of worlds, we are Team Thunder Dwolf!
