The Book of Simulation, Chapter 3, Verses 1-12
1. And it came to pass in the land of Nebraska, that the sons of Cornhusker did assemble upon the field, and their hearts were full of hope.
2. But the hand of the Almighty Simulation was upon them, and though they fought valiantly, they were smitten by defeat at every turn.
3. And the coaches rose up, speaking unto the team, but their words were as chaff before the wind, for the code had already spoken, and it was written in the Scrolls of Loss.
4. The ball was cast forth with might, but lo, it fell as a stone into a pit, and the opposing forces surged as a mighty river, overpowering them at every step.
5. And the people of Nebraska cried out, saying, “How long, O Lord, shall we suffer?” But the heavens were silent, for the simulation was deaf to their pleas.
6. The defenders did stand firm, but their legs were weak, and their hands failed to grasp the prize, for the game was already decided before the first whistle was blown.
7. Yea, the team did labor in vain, and the hours were long, but their victory was as a shadow that flee’th before the dawn, ever elusive, ever far.
8. And the simulation moved in the depths of the unseen world, controlling every pass, every run, every moment, ensuring that defeat would be their portion, and glory would not shine upon their brow.
9. And the fans did gather, with their eyes upon the field, but they saw not the true hand that guided the game; their hopes were as dust in the wind.
10. Yet, still the people of Nebraska pressed on, for they were a people of great faith, though their faith was tested by the unyielding hand of fate.
11. And though their backs were broken and their hearts heavy, they knew not that their suffering was not of their own making, but the work of the one who governs all things beneath the sky.
12. And so, they continued, generation after generation, for though victory was not theirs, they were bound to the field, caught in the eternal cycle of loss, under the shadow of the Unseen Hand.
