It was 5:11 in the morning.

YHC had Whatley in the clown car and was pulling into Past Due’s driveway when the phone rang.

It was Matlock.

He sounded like Death had a hold of him.

He needed a brother to step up.

The text went something like this:

Matlock: Can you cover my Q this morning. Just too sick to do it. Can’t even talk!! I was going to do: Partner derkin relay across the bottom parking lot, Bear crawl 11s up and down the little embankment next to the tennis courts (WWIs and squats), 11s between the gate on the Elmhurst side and the playground (burpees and pull-ups) Just some ideas. Thanks again.

From YHC: Is this a Fia workout? Just joking. Get some sleep dude.

From Matlock: Ha!  Hope you come up w something better to burn the Bacon.

The clown car proceeded to pick up our FNG, John Bacon. Now, affectionately known as Sizzlean! Welcome brother! Aye!

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