How come the only thing you ever do is run? I can feel my cells dying My reflexes are slowing down Why would anyone squander so much talent? Sure, I was really good back in the day I mean, it never even occurred to me that there could be anybody better than me Hell, I could return the ball with my eye closed, no problem I was able to fly I could jump up and touch the moon without so much as breaking a sweat I didn't think it was miraculous because it came so natural Yeah, I wanted what you had with every fiber of my being I copied your style, your paddle, your board, literally everything about you But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't beat you (Check it out, raw passionate youth right there Why don't you get a room?) Dude, everybody in our class We all looked up to you