I lost the love of my life to one rash, overzealous decision. At least it left me a souvenior: a permanently damaged right shoulder to remind me of how badly I screwed it up. Can't even throw around the pigskin for an hour without passing out from the pain. Well, that's just my daily dose of irony. I'm temporarily housesitting for my older brother while I seek out for a place of my own. Us Adams brothers have all the luck in the world -- we just never use it. All three of them can attest to that. But still, the glass is half full.

Former NY Giant,
Logan Adams