The Bull's, the Bulls, and Themselves. And I Didn't Want to Play

I remember ly plan against the pasters and going back to india. I was doing best tan spor show. And it was doe for me, because it was likete that i played with. So the simost was there and knowing them, and got alive. It as my home town. We used to pride ourselves on playing every single game,. No one wanted to remisa, no games. Every single ided ieed like a 400 game consecutive streak. And i broke my hand. My brother, mehim, use to talk about it all the time. Like, youi show up every day, just cause you get to the league and a couple of dollars awit