This blog is to note the travels and experiences of the Captain and his Gypsy. Where will they go and what will they see. I just don't know. Stay tuned.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
A little Bitty tear
Arriving at The final 4 is a pretty tough feat to accompolish amongest this group. #1 was my fanasty dream, Not realistic but a great dream. Let me remind you of a fact noted in past blog post. AGE. As I have said before when talking about riding the bike, these old men do not have much mercy on youth. Let me also remind you that I'm considered the kid here. It dosen't seem to matter, biking, golf, or Lawn bowling, the term is Kick his young butt. Let me also remind you that every year I get a little older and soon and very soon I will show the same mercy as shown to me. Can you see where we're going with this? I finished #4, no merch was shown to the kid, but like I said, I'll be back. In reality, arriving at the final 4 was great. Oh yeh, none of my friends made it to the final 4, they all got to sit on the sidelines and watch me play.
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