Greetings from Dayton...

...where my former co-workers are already playing tricks on me. I show up to the hotel today only to be told that they have given away my room. I immediately told our trainer that someone was playing a joke on me, but after calling my old friend JW who works for the Dragons, he was very convincing in explaining that they thought I was staying at home. They finally came clean and handed me my room key.

If any Dragons front office staff members read this blog, this is just a friendly reminder that paybacks are hell. Or maybe the Silver Hawks will just take care of business on the field and I'll still get the last laugh.