07/21/2020
2020, What a year so far. No spring tournament, no Rhodo tourney, and most likely no fall tournament. I just hope that we’re all still friends next year or whenever this crazy s**t stops. The words to a song by The Who sums up my feelings on the matter.
“ They’ll be fighting in the streets, with there children at there feet, and the morals that we’ve worshiped will be gone. And the men who spurned us on, and sit in judgement of all wrong, they decide and a shotgun sings the song. I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution, take a bow to the new revolution, smile and grin at the changes all around, pick up my guitar and play, just like yesterday, then I’ll get on my knees and pray, WE WONT GET FOOLED AGAIN. “