THE ANNUAL SPRING OPEN AND A COLD ONE TO BOOT, WITH 43 TEAMS IN HOT PURSUIT. MOTHER'S WATERS WERE DOWNRIGHT COLD, AND A SPAWNING MOVEMENT THAT HAD YET TO UNFOLD. SLOW AND STEADY JUST LIKE A MONK, WAITING FOR GREENIE TO GET OUTA THE FUNK. THE BITE TODAY ALLOWED A DISPLAY OF CHAPPED FINGERS~AND AT LEAST A FROZEN TOE! SEVENTEEN IN ALL, LEFT SOME TO SQUALL, AND OTHERS THEIR SOULS WERE TO GROW. FOR IF NOT TODAY THERE IS A WAY THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH A LURE, OPEN YOUR HEART AND BREATHE IN THE AIR ~ MOTHER'S SPIRIT WILL ENDURE.
SO THE STORY GOES...