Tetra,
I hear you. Man do I hear you. I remember sitting on the side of a hill that overlooked the athletic field by my house, watching the kids, all the kids I went to school and grew up with having practice for pop warner football bawling my eyes out because I couldn't join them. And you know what the real kick in the butt was? It was a meeting night so I couldn't even stay and watch the game that followed the practice.
The caulksuckers, I hate em.
BD