I hope so. Not being able to have the shuttle bus drop us off on Stadium Dr. could result in not renewing. Just can't walk as far as I used to be able to. Can't afford parking spot up close. Getting old sucks. And, to be honest, watching on tv doesn't suck.
Interesting factoid.
I was once over in the Pacific. So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? Tony Lema himself. Twelfth son of the Lema. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, Lema - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what Lema says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lema, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness."
So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.