What can I say about our team, except to quote from this awesome album my dad gave me, called whispering grass, by the swing session:
I’m confused, sing the blues
There’s nothing more for me to say.
I been wronged for so long
It’s too late to make amends.
But I can’t say that I got my way
If it means our story ends.
I never meant to fall in love with you
But it happened… now what can I do??
Sometimes it’s give baby…
Sometimes it’s take.