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Michael Bridges and George Baum

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Tony Dorigo & Michael Bridges @ St Mary's Community Centre, Whitkirk 17/2/2023

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ManUtd Won Premier League 1999–2000; See the Top Scorers Here!

#SportsCrunch: #DidYouKnow who won #PremierLeague1999–2000?Who Were the #TopScorers?

Today we bring you the footballers who hit the most goals in Premier League 1999-2000. The English Premier League 1999-2000 or EPL 1999-2000 was the eighth edition of the English Football tournament, hosted during August 7, 1999- May 15, 2000. It was a 20 teams competition and a total of 380 matches were held in the tournament. The tournament saw Chelsea staying unbeaten for 16 matches in the…

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Cultural Moments

“Hey, how many people live in Canada? Yeah, it’s a tough question, the answer is 35 million. Now not too long ago George and I were singing in Canada. A beautiful country, our neighbors to the north, not too far from here. Canada’s a big country of 10 provinces and 3 territories and we were singing in the province of Saskatchewan. And while we were there we experienced a cultural moment with Lost and Found.

So we get to our hotel room, in Moose Jaw. And I mean it’s not like we were playing downtown Moose Jaw, we’re in one of the outlining areas, right? We’re not that big of a band.

Anyway, we get to our hotel room and we’re like BRRR! It’s freezing in here. Well of course it’s freezing; we looked at the thermostat and it says 17 degrees! So we set it on something reasonable, you know, like 65. And we went to the convention center and played our concert and when we went back to the hotel room we learned a little lesson about... celsius. 

It was, a cultural moment with Lost and Found.”

- Michael Bridges of Lost and Found underestimating the power of the metric system.

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I Hope I’ll See You In Heaven - Lost and Found

When you first begin your journey You're not sure of who you are And the lessons that you're learning They don't seem to take you far And you just can't keep from stumbling Though you try so hard to stand Well, the truth can be so humbling When it's just beyond your hand. As though youth were my invention As though love lay undefined To stay young was my intention To stay free and unconfined So I held my pride above you Oh yes, what a fool was I Holding back the words, "I love you" And letting out the word, "Good-bye." Well, I was wrong to let you go I was a child and I did not know about the love That we both could have given And now you're gone, so far away I hope I'll see you again someday But if I don't I hope I'll see you in Heaven. I was foolish in my younger days To think they'd never end But life confused me with its changing ways And I could not comprehend All the magic of those moments Now lost like footprints in the sand While I'm sitting here remembering But it's so hard to understand. And I was wrong to let you go I was a child and I did not know about the love That we both could have given And now you're gone, so far away I hope I'll see you again someday But if I don't I hope I'll see you in Heaven. I've been sitting in this garden In the middle of my days And my memories fade and harden As the years they slip away I've been looking in this mirror At the age around my eyes Time is such an earnest laborer Precision is his neighbor Lay my body in the ground But let my spirit touch the skies. 

And I was wrong to let you go I was a child and I did not know about the love That we both could have given And now you're gone, so far away I hope I'll see you again someday But if I don't I hope I'll see you in Heaven. 

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The Most Controversial Song

“We thought this would be the most controversial song that we ever recorded. We thought people would write to us and say things about it. Nobody did. Because nobody bought that record... I don’t know. So anyway we ended up writing this song. Nobody heard it.”

-Michael Bridges of Lost and Found.

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The First to Break || Charlie & Michael

Running was one of the few comforts Charlie could indulge in on the island. The sound of his feet hitting the pavement, the burn that settled into his muscles, the silence that came with focusing on the run, and not the surroundings – they were what comforted him, what made it possible for him to tolerate the fact they were stuck on the damn island, and unable to return to their home. There was no point to bitching about it. Everyone in the inn was stuck. Complaining only made him look like the bad guy, and not the partial owner that he was. He also didn't need, nor want the attention. The staff could deal with everyone until he found his partner. And then she could deal with it all. If she still had a job after he was through with her.

The storm had done quite a number on many of the buildings on the island, and as he made the return trip from the destroyed bridge, wondered how they were even going to start rebuilding everything. Any equipment was going to have to be shipped in, and as far as Charlie knew there really wasn't any sort of port that could handle it. Fuck, he didn't even want to think about it. The sooner they were off the island the better was his opinion, and seeing the damned inn in his sights wondered just when it would be. It was going to drive him crazy – being stuck at the inn, dealing with everyone, dealing with his step-daughter, wondering when he'd finally snap and murder someone. He knew it was going to happen. It was just a matter of time.

With each step the inn was closer and closer, and the thought of a long, hot shower started to permeate his thoughts. They'd spent far too long the night before looking for Amelia, and when he'd woken up that morning it was later than he usually woke, which meant his run had been pushed back as well. Charlie hated having his routine interrupted, but having a family meant things were constantly changing, and he couldn't argue. Not when it brought him Jack. Never would he regret his husband. His step-daughter, quite possibly, but never the –

"Watch where the fuck you're going," he muttered, having nearly run into someone exiting the inn, "are you even paying attention? Or am I just talking for the pure hell of it?"

Yet another reason why Charlie hated dealing with people. They were inconsiderate assholes who couldn't give a shit about the world around them. And now he would have to deal with another one because they had decided to exit the inn as he was returning from his run.

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Ah, the last day of November or "Movember" for those participating. English footballer Michael Bridges who plays for the Newcastle Jets shows off his moustache (and puts everyone else's to shame).