Twenty-three years have gone by, every one of those days I have chewed. But not today, not today. When I write this a flood of emotions come to the surface; disgust, pride, selfishness, strength, happy, and of course melancholy. But I have read and read, I know I am ready or I would not be here, it is time to (as one HOF member said) "harden the fuck up". Let tomorrow bring the same pride.