Good morning. Full disclosure: The majority of today’s content will be that of the navel-gazing variety. Why? Well, mostly because I don’t care to write about how Renard Bell’s injury makes me sad, or how the Nick Rolovich story pisses me off. Instead, I’ll write about my life in 2021. If you don’t care to read it, and prefer to skip straight to the links, I don’t blame you one bit! Matter of fact, if you do want to read further, I figure it’s mostly because either you don’t have anything else going on today, or you’re killing a few minutes until Olympic dressage comes back on.
A long time gone
