What I'd like to say is Happy New Year! Amid other things, I will Bulk Up my Comms, especially with The Driver of the Year, Drivers Championship, and the Stock Car Challenge in Actual Space. As an aside, I'd always feel funny, not Ha Ha in Steve Evans Voice, but, funny about Someone in How they'd Be Remembered if the End was not Cloudy or Trumped Up.
I would not like rolling out into another That '70's Era, especially if Mom and Dad and Others lived through the Wild Wests of those Afformentioned Seasons. What I couldn't shake is not having a Year where Atlanta and Charlotte where allowed to be Atlanta and Charlotte with either Bruton Smith or Humpy Wheeler.
I'd be 7 Months into my 40's, and the Fixtures that you don't think about that go away would drive me Bananas, and that would have Nothing to Do With Savannah. I would have a Better Chance winning the Iowa Lottery than Winning Banana Ball.
But, one thing I hate in Athletic Departments is Making Money like Mom and Dad, especially if it is not in the Right Areas. I would bark up and down for an Olympic Movement like the 1960's and 1970's, but, that would not always come to fruition, as Education is a Personal Investment in Someone's Future and not taking it seriously enough is Dangerous in So Many Ways.
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