I guess the writer and singer of this song, Mike Hadge, finally dug up that time-capsule he buried when he was ten. Look, a few things notwithstanding ("Saved by the Bell"), of course nothing is as great now as it was back then. We were kids. Stupid ass kids that liked dumb shit because we were dumb as shit. Fine example: I had about 100 Starting Line-ups and I LOVED THEM. Would host full football games on my bedroom floor (AFC never won). They weren't even figurines! Every one of them was stuck in a position and to a 1-inch circle of turf. Yet, I was memorized for hours -- Jerry Rice was making sick over-the-head catches left and right, but mostly left because that was the position he was molded in. Now, I look at those Starting Line-Ups and think, "how the hell did I ever play with these things?" Answer: they were awesome and I was stupid.