The Loss Column
“Fuck going online, that ain’t part of my day…” – The Beige Canadian
You know that feeling? The one where you wake up in the morning, get your morning sports paper, or check your sports apps, and look for the Warriors score. You know that feeling? The one where you see that they won, so you proceed to go about brushing your dingy ass teeth, or when they lose, and it’s the most important part of your morning because you feel the need to celebrate losses. Listen, I’m a sports fanatic like no other, and I caught myself waiting for the other shoe to drop on certain athletes, and/or teams; I was living in the loss column. There’s no “comedic” material in winning, in fact you’re waiting for winners to slip to have something to joke on, but really you want to feel as if you can humanize their greatness, and somehow make them your equal because they happened to have a loss. Here’s the thing, the great ones are visiting the loss column; you live there because you’re a fucking loser.
You probably read that, and told yourself you have this, or you’ve done that; you haven’t done shit because you can still count them, which means you’re counting from the loss column. And somehow your ego made you believe this was about you, another telltale sign of a fucking loser. Keep in mind, everything I’m writing in this scribe is a combination of conversations I’ve had with myself first, and on multiple occasions. So understand this isn’t a high horse, or soapbox; this is sharing a realization & I’d be a fucking loser for keeping it to myself. It’s hard to teach without coming off as a preacher or people feeling like it’s a personal attack because again, their ego has them stuck in the loss column.
Apply the loss column to relationships you have with people; you can do 73 things right for them, 73 things above, and beyond your means for them but the 9 things you said no to? Or the 9 things you didn’t do? Are all they'll harp on because they’re fucking losers living in the loss column. Let's keep it going with numbers, 30’s aren’t the new 20’s; when I was 19 I was around 25-35 year olds, and not carrying myself like a 19 year old. So why at 30+ would I want to be 20? The math is all fucked up, and ass backwards. Especially now because these 20 year olds need us 30+ year olds to lead them, mentor them, and help them become a better version of what we couldn’t become. Instead, the fucking losers who are 30+, and some even 40+, just stand in their way, try to compete, and keep up with them. Why would anyone 30+ try to keep up with an age they surpassed? I know, “age ain’t nothing but a number!” well R. Kelly ain’t nothing but a pedophile but you’re still stepping in the name of a fucking loser.
Be mindful of the conversations you’re having; before all else, are they healthy? In that, are they mutually beneficial? Do they genuinely make y’all happy? Are y’all learning from each other? Are y’all talking about anything conducive to furthering each other’s goals? OR are they one-sided? Where everything is about one person’s expectations, needs, and wants? No matter who the person making it one-sided is, you’re all at fault for constantly taking part of these losing conversations. Instead of talking about how historic LeBron, and the Cavs were during the NBA Finals comeback; the conversation is “jokes” about the Warriors blowing a lead. Losers seek misery for humor, while winners seek history for inspiration. “We still going to get these jokes off…” and congratulations to you for that, you’re a joke & a fucking loser because when do you take anything seriously or push to find greatness? And this is not to say anyone is incapable of doing both, but if all you’ve ever done is the “jokes” you’re just masking your incapability to be a winner because you’re a fucking loser. Let me guess, you’re probably dying to tell me what Jay-Z wore for Halloween? Or tell me how him, and Kanye don’t speak? Because I look like someone who gives a fuck about what a 46-year old married father does? Imagine I marry “my Beyoncé”? It’ll REALLY be fuck all of you fucking losers, and the loss column. These are not the type of healthy conversations winners should be having. Gossip, and rumor bullshit is toxic; stay very far away from the people who have these type of convos. You can’t get off crack while sitting in a traphouse; think about it.
I joke more than anybody I’ve ever met, so if you ever decide to joke on my “losses”, have at it because they are few & far between. The thing about my “losses” is that they aren’t, and this isn’t me trying to convince you or I otherwise. I’ve done everything in my life I’ve ever dream of doing; anything I ever said I would do, I’ve done it, and more than once at that. Is that a loss? Let’s say I’m the 15th man on an NBA roster; you’d view me as a fucking loser right? How Sway? When I was a child I dreamed of becoming an NBA player, for whatever reason, this is all I ever wanted to do, and here I am on an NBA roster living my dream every single day. Am I a loser? Or are the people getting “jokes” off the ones living in the loss column because they view this person being everything he’s ever dreamed of as a loser because it’s not to their “standard”? Do y’all even have standards bro?
The loss column is tricky because there are residents in it that pretend or mask that they aren’t; be very careful around these types. The type of losers who have the capability to become more than but choose to do for self and for self-only. The ones who hype up everything they’re about to do but the “do” always falls flat. This is why in this, "here today, not talked about tomorrow" world, we need to create our own shit because it’s literally our world. These special types of losers are always telling you to “watch this” as if their next move is going to change the world, when in fact, it only changes theirs. These are the types to tell you about being “on deck”, for what nigga? The upper room? THE UPPER ROOOOM! Why the fuck would anyone want to be “on deck” when you can own the fucking stadium? The special types of losers that will complain about ownership being hard, and it is! But complaining is way harder than working. You’ll NEVER complain yourself into a win, and if all we ever do is talk about how hard shit is, when does any of it ever change? See what these false prophets, and losers do is try to intimidate or scare people with the idea of their next move because they know it’s only beneficial to them. I don’t want anyone to be scared of my next move; please be inspired by it because it will help you realize that someone who was a fucking loser can become a habitual motherfucking winner.
Before I get out of here, don’t say the word “FACTS” when I only made 1 point; what’s the pluralizing about? I don’t want to have “cloth talk” with you; go talk to your friends like that, I'm grown. I don’t consort with people who make a conversation feel like a rap ad-lib reference track. We can all really start winning if we step back, and see what the winners are doing, and what the fucking losers are doing. Stop living in the loss column, and that means stop arguing with strangers on the World Wide Web; it’s not very becoming.