Hell, I kind of like it up in here, Knight On The Edge, as they seem to endorse the ' errrrrthang I do gone be fonky " attitude, plus someone left the likker cabinet slap full of various types of intoxicating beverages. So pull you up a seat and stay a spell and enjoy the comforting breezes, the fair skinned maidens, and of course the wet bar they've evidently left for the guests. I think most of the Badger fans are in their enclosed press box type thang, laughing at the out of towners, tossin' us a piece of cheese twice a day as to prevent total starvation, each Badger asking the other, " Wonder when in the hell they'll leave ? "
