 Well, they went off somewhere and forgot about me. Man, I must have run around that track 50 times. So when they finally came back to me and said, here, they gave me a number. They said, call this number. And the number they gave me was to the New York Pioneer Club. And when I called down there, the guy told me, he said, yeah, well, come on down. Man, I didn't have sweats, nothing. All I had was my 7-Elevens, my knit shirt, and my quarter band shoes. I went down there, he said to me, he said, where's your gear?