Massive Action…Or Massive Clusterf**k?
“Alright, come on, let’s do another one,” I said. I was met by frustrated groans. Dr. Brad, Steve, and I sat in the hotel room at the Tampa Airport Marriott. It was late 2008 or early 2009. Dr. Brad rested in a love seat with his doctor’s coat on. Steve lounged on the couch. I …