All right, everybody, welcome back.

Sam's Army match week 17.

We got a lot to talk about.

We're going to start in the Premier League where we'll talk about Peps clone, Morgan Rogers Magic, and some North London pressure being felt.

We will hit halftime where we got a pop quiz for you guys.

Then we will hit Round the World, where we got to touch on Afcon,

the big African Continental tournament that is kicked off,

and Mikey is knee-deep in it, and you should be too.

And then finally, stoppage time with Evan Tony's Best Vets and everyone's favorite segment go is.

Now, time to welcome in this week's panel of beauties.

We will start with the one and only, Tyler Terrence.

It is time, now that we're heading into the new year for the latest and greatest update

on the best American soccer tween novel that has ever

been possibly written, partially written. Where are we at right now? We've got 180 pages. And before I

dive into the final 75 and wrap this puppy up, I have made a deal with myself that I'm going back

and editing the entire story and making sure that everything lines up. Everything's copacetic and we're as clean as possible heading into the final stages of the game, if you will. So that's currently where I am. I have edited about, I would say, 100 pages. So I've got another like 75 left until we can just, you know, start to put a ball on it. But Tommy's about to go on his first real date with his love interest, Rachel Johnson. They're going to a Red Bulls-FSI's Cincinnati game in Harrison, New Jersey. So buckle up, folks. And if you're looking for teen smut, it will not be found here, you sickos. Go somewhere else. I'm not Colleen Hoover. PG. It's PG-only we're not gonna have no pg 13 even right no boobies

no no booge all right mikey fowler uh what's your thoughts on destination weddings i used to

love them then i realized that you, mostly this whole bullshit is for grandparents

anyways, so I make them have to travel. That's not the point of the whole thing. Just make it,

the thought of making your 90-plus-year-old grandmother get on a plane to like Italy or France,

it makes me sad. So I'm out on them now. Okay. All right. Thinking about the bigger picture.

Think about other people. That's, uh, that's Mikey's middle name. It's cheaper, though, I heard.

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