It's not often that two high profile people in a community decide that they are going to step away from their roles on the same day. Oshkosh Area United Way Executive Director Sue Panek was the first to say she was retiring on Thursday. Then came the announcement later in the morning that Oshkosh North High School Boys Basketball Coach Frank Schade was leaving the bench. Since Sue is going to remain in her position for another year and a half--and with the United Way even beyond that, we will save our accolades for her until then.
I joked yesterday that Coach Schade finally made good on his threat to make "this year the last year". Forty-two years is a long time to do anything--and especially at as high a level as Frank did with the Spartans Basketball program. And Coach Schade wasn't one of those "just roll out the ball and let's play" type of coaches. He was a grinder--always working his kids (and the officials) from tipoff to the final horn--so every game night was stressful.
While the record may show that Frank retires as the fourth-winningest boys basketball coach in state history, his real measure of success should be the quality of young men that his program produced over the years. In my dealings with Spartans players--both as a broadcaster and as a referee--I found them to almost always be very respectful of those they played against and everyone involved in the game. And while winning gold balls and other trophies look nice in the display case at the school, it's what those kids do after they leave Oshkosh North that is a far greater legacy.
Now the challenge for North is to find the right person to carry on those traditions. Many a powerhouse has faded away after the legendary coach moved on. I would refer you to Manitowoc Lincoln Football, Clintonville Basketball and both football and basketball at Brillion. Sometimes you have a coach that is somehow able to get more out of talent than everyone realizes until they aren't there anymore.
So good luck to Coach Schade as he spends more time playing golf (I saw him just a few days ago out at Lakeshore Municipal) and as he gets to spend some time during the winter in a place that is sunny and warm--instead of in a cold gym.
Friday, April 28, 2017
Thursday, April 27, 2017
The Downfall Continues
There is plenty of blame going around for why ESPN had to cut 100 reporting and anchoring jobs yesterday. Cord-cutting millenials are easy targets. As cable subscriptions decline, fewer people are bringing ESPN into their homes. And as one of the most expensive networks for cable companies to carry, any losses equate to a big difference in revenue for the network. Others blame the hiring of "left-wing" hosts for ESPN's decline--thinking that discussions about race, domestic violence and how much coverage women's sports deserves turned off the largely white, male audience.
I think the downfall of ESPN was due in large part to one show: Pardon The Interruption. And ironically enough, the salvation of the network can be found in the very same show.
PTI was groundbreaking when it debuted in 2001. Yes, ESPN had "sports debate" shows on before--most notably The Sports Reporters. But that was a Sunday morning show with a niche audience. PTI was a daily show, and the pace was much faster with timed segments to discuss each topic. It immediately got great ratings and the suits at ESPN quickly moved to "embrace debate"--rather than longer format analysis and highlight shows that had been its staple for years. Soon you had Around the Horn with four sports reporters arguing every day and then came First Take--with two hours of constant sports argument. And those begat dozens of other "let's yell at each other" shows across all of their platforms.
The only problem with the "argue about sports all day every day format" was that many of those hired by ESPN had neither the background nor the perspective of PTI's Tony Kornheiser and Michael Wilbon. These are guys that have covered the greatest players and sporting events for decades as newspaper reporters--not as bloggers or talk show hosts or social media mavens. They've done actual work to write their stories and gain their knowledge. And when they would argue their points, they would do so with personal conviction, believing that they are right--rather than just taking contrarian viewpoints just for show.
And while the ESPN executives may have been loving the numbers that PTI produced in terms of ratings and revenue, they should have been paying closer attention to what the hosts were saying--as Kornheiser and Wilbon continuously mock what they (rightly) see as the network's greatest failings. As a native Midwesterner, Wilbon points out that ESPN believes teams west of the Eastern Time Zone exist only to provide occasional opponents for teams on the East Coast. Kornheiser openly admits that he knows nothing about western teams in any sport because their games start too late and he is already in bed. For years, both have poked fun at ESPN's obsession with all things football, to the detriment of fans that do pay attention to baseball, the NBA and the NHL playoffs in the spring (instead of mock drafts).
These are obviously points that continue to be lost on ESPN management. Those let go yesterday were their most veteran reporters--the types more likely to use knowledge of the game to provide insight into the results--instead of spewing a bunch of hip-hop song lyrics and trying to appeal to twenty-somethings watching on their smartphones.
I think the downfall of ESPN was due in large part to one show: Pardon The Interruption. And ironically enough, the salvation of the network can be found in the very same show.
PTI was groundbreaking when it debuted in 2001. Yes, ESPN had "sports debate" shows on before--most notably The Sports Reporters. But that was a Sunday morning show with a niche audience. PTI was a daily show, and the pace was much faster with timed segments to discuss each topic. It immediately got great ratings and the suits at ESPN quickly moved to "embrace debate"--rather than longer format analysis and highlight shows that had been its staple for years. Soon you had Around the Horn with four sports reporters arguing every day and then came First Take--with two hours of constant sports argument. And those begat dozens of other "let's yell at each other" shows across all of their platforms.
The only problem with the "argue about sports all day every day format" was that many of those hired by ESPN had neither the background nor the perspective of PTI's Tony Kornheiser and Michael Wilbon. These are guys that have covered the greatest players and sporting events for decades as newspaper reporters--not as bloggers or talk show hosts or social media mavens. They've done actual work to write their stories and gain their knowledge. And when they would argue their points, they would do so with personal conviction, believing that they are right--rather than just taking contrarian viewpoints just for show.
And while the ESPN executives may have been loving the numbers that PTI produced in terms of ratings and revenue, they should have been paying closer attention to what the hosts were saying--as Kornheiser and Wilbon continuously mock what they (rightly) see as the network's greatest failings. As a native Midwesterner, Wilbon points out that ESPN believes teams west of the Eastern Time Zone exist only to provide occasional opponents for teams on the East Coast. Kornheiser openly admits that he knows nothing about western teams in any sport because their games start too late and he is already in bed. For years, both have poked fun at ESPN's obsession with all things football, to the detriment of fans that do pay attention to baseball, the NBA and the NHL playoffs in the spring (instead of mock drafts).
These are obviously points that continue to be lost on ESPN management. Those let go yesterday were their most veteran reporters--the types more likely to use knowledge of the game to provide insight into the results--instead of spewing a bunch of hip-hop song lyrics and trying to appeal to twenty-somethings watching on their smartphones.
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
NASCAR Is Done (At Least For Me)
I have been a fan of NASCAR since I was a kid. Cale Yarborough was my favorite racer when I was young. When he retired I became a fan of Dale Earnhardt. That was right around the time that NASCAR started moving into mainstream popularity. You'll recall that the "NASCAR Fans" were an actual political constituency that experts thought was going to decide a Presidential election one year (it was the one between Evangelicals deciding the winner and "Soccer Moms" being the desired demographic). You would see people wearing pit crew jackets in public with all of the ridiculous logos for every product under the sun on them. NASCAR was getting Sunday ratings approaching NFL games--and they were being referred to as the "Fourth Major Sport".
But then Dale Earnhardt died on the final lap of the 2001 Daytona 500--and for many racing fans, so did NASCAR. To put it into perspective, it would be like the Green Bay Packers stopped playing football right in the middle of an NFL season. We're not talking about moving to Las Vegas--we're talking done forever. I don't think many fans would be trading in their green and gold for some other team.
Some of us transferred our allegiance to his son--Dale Earnhardt, Jr--placing upon him the expectation to be as dominant as his father had been. There were certainly some great highlights--winning the July 4th weekend race at Daytona five months after his dad was killed there was certainly one. But Dale, Jr was in the impossible position of filling unfillable shoes. And now, he has announced plans to leave racing at the end of this season--after missing much of last year due to a crash-related concussion.
While I applaud Junior for walking away from the sport on his own terms--and not like so many others for whom serious injury or death ended their careers--he leaves behind a sport that many of us who loved the way his father raced with few options for a new favorite driver. NASCAR has become a face-less sport where all of the drivers and cars are basically the same. Trevor Bayne is like Joey Lagano--who is like Denny Hamlin--who really isn't that different from Austin Dillon. And template vehicles mean you have no way of knowing the difference between the Fords, Chevys and Toyotas that make up the field every week. Most of the tracks are identical now--with one and a half mile circuits at Charlotte, Kansas, Texas, Chicago, Phoenix, California and Homestead making for some of the most boring racing on the planet.
What I hear now is more fans just disliking drivers than actually having a favorite--with Kyle Busch and Danica Patrick being the usual targets of scorn. But that's really not the way to market a sport "Come boo the racers you hate this Sunday at Talledega!!" With the end of Dale Earnhardt, Jr's career, I think we may be seeing the end of NASCAR's "glory days" of popularity, exposure and revenue.
But then Dale Earnhardt died on the final lap of the 2001 Daytona 500--and for many racing fans, so did NASCAR. To put it into perspective, it would be like the Green Bay Packers stopped playing football right in the middle of an NFL season. We're not talking about moving to Las Vegas--we're talking done forever. I don't think many fans would be trading in their green and gold for some other team.
Some of us transferred our allegiance to his son--Dale Earnhardt, Jr--placing upon him the expectation to be as dominant as his father had been. There were certainly some great highlights--winning the July 4th weekend race at Daytona five months after his dad was killed there was certainly one. But Dale, Jr was in the impossible position of filling unfillable shoes. And now, he has announced plans to leave racing at the end of this season--after missing much of last year due to a crash-related concussion.
While I applaud Junior for walking away from the sport on his own terms--and not like so many others for whom serious injury or death ended their careers--he leaves behind a sport that many of us who loved the way his father raced with few options for a new favorite driver. NASCAR has become a face-less sport where all of the drivers and cars are basically the same. Trevor Bayne is like Joey Lagano--who is like Denny Hamlin--who really isn't that different from Austin Dillon. And template vehicles mean you have no way of knowing the difference between the Fords, Chevys and Toyotas that make up the field every week. Most of the tracks are identical now--with one and a half mile circuits at Charlotte, Kansas, Texas, Chicago, Phoenix, California and Homestead making for some of the most boring racing on the planet.
What I hear now is more fans just disliking drivers than actually having a favorite--with Kyle Busch and Danica Patrick being the usual targets of scorn. But that's really not the way to market a sport "Come boo the racers you hate this Sunday at Talledega!!" With the end of Dale Earnhardt, Jr's career, I think we may be seeing the end of NASCAR's "glory days" of popularity, exposure and revenue.
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
That Will Really Make a Difference
They are taking down statues honoring those that fought for the Confederacy in New Orleans this year. To give you some idea of how divisive this issue is in that city, construction crews are dressed in black jumpsuits with military helmets, bulletproof vests and scarves covering their faces. The logos on the sides of their trucks and their license plates have been covered over so no one knows who they work for. And police sharp shooters are stationed around the work area--with work being done only in the middle of the night. Notice of this week's work was provided to the media--but further statue removal will be done covertly.
Those extreme measures show the depth of emotion that some people still have for the "lost cause" of the Confederacy--that they would threaten to kill anyone that would try to remove statues of Robert E Lee and Jefferson Davis. But those who have pushed for the removal of those statues shouldn't be claiming any major victory either. It's not like no longer having those monuments around is going to change what happened--or really influence what is going to happen going forward.
Having no public displays pertaining to the Confederacy or slavery in the South doesn't magically make that chapter in American History go away. It's funny how when memorials are dedicated, the speakers always say it's so "we never forget". But that apparently doesn't apply when the event or person being remembered is embarrassing or makes us feel uncomfortable--then it's better to take it down and hide it away in storage.
Removing the statues won't affect the high crime rates in minority neighborhoods in New Orleans--which featured the highest murder rate of a large American city in 2011. It won't solve high rates of African-American incarceration--where one in 14 are currently behind bars--and one in seven have spent time in prison. Not having memorials to the Confederacy won't raise test scores in New Orleans schools--where even charter schools get "F" grades in state report cards. And no public references to the city's history in the Civil War won't cut down on the high rates of drug and alcohol addiction--nor the use of its port to smuggle in illicit drugs from around the world.
Taking down statues and removing flags are window dressing on social ills that arguably started at the time those public displays first went up. All that's being done right now making some people feel good about themselves. And it still doesn't require accountability from those who have gone without for generations.
Those extreme measures show the depth of emotion that some people still have for the "lost cause" of the Confederacy--that they would threaten to kill anyone that would try to remove statues of Robert E Lee and Jefferson Davis. But those who have pushed for the removal of those statues shouldn't be claiming any major victory either. It's not like no longer having those monuments around is going to change what happened--or really influence what is going to happen going forward.
Having no public displays pertaining to the Confederacy or slavery in the South doesn't magically make that chapter in American History go away. It's funny how when memorials are dedicated, the speakers always say it's so "we never forget". But that apparently doesn't apply when the event or person being remembered is embarrassing or makes us feel uncomfortable--then it's better to take it down and hide it away in storage.
Removing the statues won't affect the high crime rates in minority neighborhoods in New Orleans--which featured the highest murder rate of a large American city in 2011. It won't solve high rates of African-American incarceration--where one in 14 are currently behind bars--and one in seven have spent time in prison. Not having memorials to the Confederacy won't raise test scores in New Orleans schools--where even charter schools get "F" grades in state report cards. And no public references to the city's history in the Civil War won't cut down on the high rates of drug and alcohol addiction--nor the use of its port to smuggle in illicit drugs from around the world.
Taking down statues and removing flags are window dressing on social ills that arguably started at the time those public displays first went up. All that's being done right now making some people feel good about themselves. And it still doesn't require accountability from those who have gone without for generations.
Monday, April 24, 2017
The Other Marches We Need
Now that we have had the "March For Science", can we hold a few more marches to address other things people should know?
We can start with the "March For Punctuation, Spelling and Grammar". In this march, all protest signs will feature complete sentences--along with proper use of commas and apostrophes. Our chants will explain the proper use of prepositions--including the differences between "of", "from", "with" and "to". The march will end with people telling their personal stories of overcoming their habitual misuse of "two", "to" and "too" as well as "there" and their".
Next we could have the "March For Drivers' Education". In this one we would demand that those who don't know how to navigate roundabouts be immediately removed from the road. That anyone over the age of sixty be tested for driving ability on an annual basis--with those over eighty required to pass an on-the-road test every six months. Of course, this it the march where we are most likely to be hit by someone driving around the barricades while drunk behind the wheel.
Then we need the "March For Economics". Here we draw attention to the unsustainable practice of governments spending more than they raise in revenues. We explain how making it harder and more expensive to produce items in your country leads to greater dependence on imported goods. And we point out that taking on tens of thousands of dollars in debt for college degrees in fields that don't pay you enough to cover your basic costs of living and what you owe on the loans is financial suicide. Maybe we'll have a big credit card cut up before we all go home as well.
And finally, we can hold the "March For Political Science". In this one, basic tenets of the US Constitution and the electoral process take center stage. Speakers can explain that there is no "Right to health care" or "freedom from fear" anywhere in the Constitution. A Supreme Court Justice could point out to Bill Nye "The Science Guy" that a phrase in the patent protection clause of the Constitution does not mean the Government is required to pay for all science projects and the arts. And of course, the march would not be complete without a recap of how the Electoral College works and why we use that to elect our President.
We've got a lot of marching to do--better get a pair of comfortable shoes.
We can start with the "March For Punctuation, Spelling and Grammar". In this march, all protest signs will feature complete sentences--along with proper use of commas and apostrophes. Our chants will explain the proper use of prepositions--including the differences between "of", "from", "with" and "to". The march will end with people telling their personal stories of overcoming their habitual misuse of "two", "to" and "too" as well as "there" and their".
Next we could have the "March For Drivers' Education". In this one we would demand that those who don't know how to navigate roundabouts be immediately removed from the road. That anyone over the age of sixty be tested for driving ability on an annual basis--with those over eighty required to pass an on-the-road test every six months. Of course, this it the march where we are most likely to be hit by someone driving around the barricades while drunk behind the wheel.
Then we need the "March For Economics". Here we draw attention to the unsustainable practice of governments spending more than they raise in revenues. We explain how making it harder and more expensive to produce items in your country leads to greater dependence on imported goods. And we point out that taking on tens of thousands of dollars in debt for college degrees in fields that don't pay you enough to cover your basic costs of living and what you owe on the loans is financial suicide. Maybe we'll have a big credit card cut up before we all go home as well.
And finally, we can hold the "March For Political Science". In this one, basic tenets of the US Constitution and the electoral process take center stage. Speakers can explain that there is no "Right to health care" or "freedom from fear" anywhere in the Constitution. A Supreme Court Justice could point out to Bill Nye "The Science Guy" that a phrase in the patent protection clause of the Constitution does not mean the Government is required to pay for all science projects and the arts. And of course, the march would not be complete without a recap of how the Electoral College works and why we use that to elect our President.
We've got a lot of marching to do--better get a pair of comfortable shoes.
Friday, April 21, 2017
We're Done Here
Anyone who purchased tickets for the US Open at Erin Hills here in Wisconsin thinking that they would get to see Tiger Woods' triumphant return to major golf are in for some major disappointment. Through social media on Thursday, Tiger announced that he has undergone a fourth "successful" back surgery--and will not play for the rest of this golf season. Given that Woods has undergone three previous "successful" back surgeries--none of which allowed him to play golf without debilitating pain--you have to wonder what the definition of "successful" really is. It must mean it didn't leave him paralyzed from the waist down.
The announcement of the surgery came just two days after Tiger appeared at a press event in Missouri for a new public golf course that he is designing. He hit a couple of balls (poorly) and then told the media that he was "progressing well" and "expected to return to golf soon". Less than 48-hours later, he's had another surgery and is done for the year.
Or is it time to say that he is done for good? Each surgery and procedure that Tiger undergoes is more invasive than the one before. A doctor on Golf Channel last night talked about how surgeons would have had to move around a few internal organs to reach the part of the spine that was operated on this time. What's more, it involved some spinal fusion--which all but guarantees some loss of motion and flexibility in the back.
The talking heads all agreed that if Woods is not able to come back at a physical level where he can win--not just make cuts and get a few top ten finishes, he wasn't coming back at all. Tiger had just one stated career goal: to break Jack Nicklaus' record of 18 major victories in a career. When he reached 14 nine years ago by winning the US Open on a broken leg, it seemed to many to be a foregone conclusion. But then came the incident with his wife and a series of career-threatening injuries that have all but snuffed out the likelihood of Woods even winning one more major--much less four or five.
And what this also means is that Tiger--and his fans--won't have those final moments of glory that only golf can provide. There will be no shocking Masters win at the age of 46 like Nicklaus scored in 1986. There will be no final walks up 18 at Augusta National, no posing on the Swilcan Bridge at Saint Andrews in a final British Open. There won't even be appearances on the Champions Tour at Steve Stricker's event. Tiger's career will have come to an end more like a fiery car crash than a slow ride into the sunset.
Of course, Tiger won't be the first athlete to go out that way. Gayle Sayers, Sandy Koufax and Bobby Orr all saw transcendent careers cut short at relatively young ages by injury--leaving fans to always wonder "What if...." Those three would also tell you that it was incredibly difficult to reach that decision to quit--something I think Tiger Woods is finding out right now.
The announcement of the surgery came just two days after Tiger appeared at a press event in Missouri for a new public golf course that he is designing. He hit a couple of balls (poorly) and then told the media that he was "progressing well" and "expected to return to golf soon". Less than 48-hours later, he's had another surgery and is done for the year.
Or is it time to say that he is done for good? Each surgery and procedure that Tiger undergoes is more invasive than the one before. A doctor on Golf Channel last night talked about how surgeons would have had to move around a few internal organs to reach the part of the spine that was operated on this time. What's more, it involved some spinal fusion--which all but guarantees some loss of motion and flexibility in the back.
The talking heads all agreed that if Woods is not able to come back at a physical level where he can win--not just make cuts and get a few top ten finishes, he wasn't coming back at all. Tiger had just one stated career goal: to break Jack Nicklaus' record of 18 major victories in a career. When he reached 14 nine years ago by winning the US Open on a broken leg, it seemed to many to be a foregone conclusion. But then came the incident with his wife and a series of career-threatening injuries that have all but snuffed out the likelihood of Woods even winning one more major--much less four or five.
And what this also means is that Tiger--and his fans--won't have those final moments of glory that only golf can provide. There will be no shocking Masters win at the age of 46 like Nicklaus scored in 1986. There will be no final walks up 18 at Augusta National, no posing on the Swilcan Bridge at Saint Andrews in a final British Open. There won't even be appearances on the Champions Tour at Steve Stricker's event. Tiger's career will have come to an end more like a fiery car crash than a slow ride into the sunset.
Of course, Tiger won't be the first athlete to go out that way. Gayle Sayers, Sandy Koufax and Bobby Orr all saw transcendent careers cut short at relatively young ages by injury--leaving fans to always wonder "What if...." Those three would also tell you that it was incredibly difficult to reach that decision to quit--something I think Tiger Woods is finding out right now.
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Smells Like Teen Spirit
Yesterday, I mocked the concert lineup at the Resch Center in Green Bay that featured '80's Hair Metal acts Def Leppard, Poison and Tesla. I used the term "MulletFest" to describe not only the music--but the fans that would be in attendance. Sadly, there were pictures on my Facebook feed posted by friends that may have cut off the mullets they had in the late 1980's of people at the show who refused to give up on the "business in the front, party in the back" look.
Rather than bring back the bad memories of high school, the pictures and videos of the aged rockers trying to relive their glory days actually took me back to September 29th, 1991. That is the day that Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" premiered on MTV's 120 Minutes. For us Generation X'ers, this was our "Beatles on Ed Sullivan" moment. I remember a bunch of us that always watched 120 in our dorm lounge at UW Madison looking at each other like "Who are these guys, and where can I get this album?" (Remember, this was before ITunes, digital downloads and videos streaming on YouTube). Several of us were at the Exclusive Company on State Street the next day to get Nevermind on cassette so we could listen to all of it over and over and over again.
But the best part of that day was that it marked the beginning of the end for lame Hair Metal. Suddenly, bands full of guys wearing leopard print spandex tights, scarves, silk shirts with the sleeves cut off, eye liner, blush and long, tousled hair became ridiculous. Stage shows with constant fireworks and a drum kit that levitated above the crowd and that could be played upside down were seen as clownish. Songs were no longer just about having sex, how good you are at having sex, and what kind of woman you would like to have sex with. Videos weren't filled with scantily-clad, large-breasted blonde women.
Nirvana slaying the hair bands was really inevitable. Much like Elvis supplanted the crooners, the Beatles knocked off the manufactured teen idols of the early '60's and the Sex Pistols and the Ramones mercifully brought an end to the Disco Era. The music had just become so terrible that something great and new just had to bubble up and save the art form. As for those who had built the hair metal industry, many of them moved over to country music--laying the groundwork for today's Bro Country movement--which has about as much to do with Country music as Hair Metal did with Rock.
So I hope those that fired up the Camaros and El Caminos and headed out to the Resch Center last night enjoyed their step back in time. I made sure to put on some Chuck Taylors and a flannel shirt while listening to Nirvana, Social Distortion and Pearl Jam to relive the real glory days of our generation.
Rather than bring back the bad memories of high school, the pictures and videos of the aged rockers trying to relive their glory days actually took me back to September 29th, 1991. That is the day that Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" premiered on MTV's 120 Minutes. For us Generation X'ers, this was our "Beatles on Ed Sullivan" moment. I remember a bunch of us that always watched 120 in our dorm lounge at UW Madison looking at each other like "Who are these guys, and where can I get this album?" (Remember, this was before ITunes, digital downloads and videos streaming on YouTube). Several of us were at the Exclusive Company on State Street the next day to get Nevermind on cassette so we could listen to all of it over and over and over again.
But the best part of that day was that it marked the beginning of the end for lame Hair Metal. Suddenly, bands full of guys wearing leopard print spandex tights, scarves, silk shirts with the sleeves cut off, eye liner, blush and long, tousled hair became ridiculous. Stage shows with constant fireworks and a drum kit that levitated above the crowd and that could be played upside down were seen as clownish. Songs were no longer just about having sex, how good you are at having sex, and what kind of woman you would like to have sex with. Videos weren't filled with scantily-clad, large-breasted blonde women.
Nirvana slaying the hair bands was really inevitable. Much like Elvis supplanted the crooners, the Beatles knocked off the manufactured teen idols of the early '60's and the Sex Pistols and the Ramones mercifully brought an end to the Disco Era. The music had just become so terrible that something great and new just had to bubble up and save the art form. As for those who had built the hair metal industry, many of them moved over to country music--laying the groundwork for today's Bro Country movement--which has about as much to do with Country music as Hair Metal did with Rock.
So I hope those that fired up the Camaros and El Caminos and headed out to the Resch Center last night enjoyed their step back in time. I made sure to put on some Chuck Taylors and a flannel shirt while listening to Nirvana, Social Distortion and Pearl Jam to relive the real glory days of our generation.
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