Pels vs Clippers: BEAT L.A.

SONS

YOU THINK WE’RE frickING DONE JUST BECAUSE WE WON ONE frickING PLAY IN GAME? THAT shite WAS THE frickING APPETIZER, AND THESE L.A. frickS ARE THE FIRST COURSE. WE JUST GOT THESE frickING WINGS CLEANED AND READY FOR TONIGHT’S frickING BEAT DOWN. WE’RE frickING RENAMING LOS ANGELES NEW ORLEANS WEST AFTER THIS shite IS OVER TONIGHT.
I’M NOT HERE TO SPEAK FOR YOU ALL, BUT WHEN I POST THIS CAPS LADEN CHAOS OF RAGE AND DESIRE TO WIN, I MERELY HOPE IT IS THE REFLECTION OF THE THOUGHTS AND HOPES OF EVERY SON THAT CARES ABOUT THE SQUAD, THE CITY, AND BALL. WE GET THIS frickING WIN AND AGAINST A LOT OF frickING BAD LUCK WE frickING MAKE THE PLAYOFFS. THESE PELICANS AREN’T HERE TO COLLECT A frickING PAYCHECK AND STATS AND BANG WHORES AT THE PENTHOUSE (SHOUTOUT JASON SMIHT). THEY WANT TO WIN FOR EACH OTHER. THEY FIGHT FOR EACH OTHER. THEY SWAG ON MOTHERfrickERS. HERB frickING JONES STARED DOWN A MOTHERfrickER AT THE HALF. HE GETS IT. ITS frickING TIME TO LET A MOTHERfrickER KNOW.

WE WERE CHANTING A frickING BACKUP UNDRAFTED ROOKIE’S NAME AFTER THE GAME. WE DON’T JUST LIKE 1-5, WE LOVE 1-12 (SORRY GRAHAM AND CLARK, Y’ALL CAN STAY IN L.A. I HEAR THE LAKERS NEED TALENT).

ALL THE SONS HERE frickING KNOW. ITS OUR frickING TIME NOW. OUR frickING TIME. FLAP OR FLOP, WE frickING RIDE WITH THIS SQUAD TIL ITS OVER. AND ITS FAR FROM OVER.

BLOOD ON OUR WINGS

PELS W
BARON DAVIS CAN’T SAVE YALL NOW L