Tonight was the unofficial kick off to the Swymeler fall football season. Gone are the days of mitts and fly balls. Gone are the soccer balls and shin guards. Yes, this is where we separate the men from the boys. (Or, at least, bring out the boy in all of us.) It was a hard fought battle of wits and sweet double-reverse flicker flee plays. But in the end, only one team could stand victorious....Ryan and our neighbor Cameron. Oh yes, may it be well understood...Joe and I will have our revenge. It is only a matter of time. On two, on two. Hut. Hut.