Bob, I'm listening.

I won't let up. Cast, mend, swing, strip, strip, step. Cast, mend, swing, strip, strip, step. My ego has been chewed up and spit out, hopelessly denied just like every cold swing that I have carefully placed in my last 4 outings. I have almost forgot what it felt like. My time will come...... and it will make all this pain feel better. I never thought I would be saying this..... we need rain.
One.