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Stories Along the Way

April 10, 2026 / / 0 Comments

Scattershooting on a Friday morning while wondering whatever happened to Efren Herrera. And then a preview of our new sermon series at GCR Church.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If last night’s 5-4 come from behind win over Minnesota is any indication, the first round Stanley Cup Playoff series between Dallas and the Wild will not be for the faint of heart. It wasn’t a physical game; it was violent. Bodies were flying, haymakers were landing, teeth were scattering, and superstar players were getting tossed–at one point early in the third, there were five players in the penalty box at the same time. With home-ice advantage on the line for their already locked-in playoff pairing, it was fast, it was furious, and it was desperate–it may as well have been Game One. Dallas all but clinched the number two playoff seed and the home arena advantage for what might be a Game Seven, but a couple of question marks remain from the thrilling win: how do they stop Minnesota’s lethal power play and how badly injured is Miro Heiskanen?

The Rangers have officially now unveiled their new City Connect uniforms, which feature a darker, richer, almost crimson red, and pay homage to our Mexican roots and culture in the Republic of Texas. I don’t love it. I get the “Tejas” across the front, which is Spanish for Texas, but also goes further back to the O.G. Caddo word for “friend.” And the big block “T” on the cap hearkens back to the 1970s, which is pretty cool. But this whole look feels weird to me. The lace doily on the upper sleeve is strange and the cream-colored pants give the uniform an OU feel. Regardless, it is still a massive upgrade over the Peagle unis we’ve been subjected to the past three or four years. I only hope that monstrosity has been buried for good. The new “Tejas” uniform will debut on Friday April 24, two weeks from today. Meanwhile, the ten-game road trip that starts in LA tonight will tell us a lot about whether the Rangers offense is fixed or not.

Here’s the Easter picture of our two grandsons, Elliott and Samuel, and their parents taken after church in Jenks last Sunday. Clearly, Elliott was not inspired by the resurrection sermon. The boys turned nine months old this week and they are both crawling all over the place, they both have teeth, and they are both becoming very… um… verbal. Loud. Elliott is the instigator and, I’m afraid, Sammy is very easily influenced. They are hilarious, incredible fun, and a lavish gift of grace from our God.

I have failed to report on our family and church March Madness brackets, mainly because I’m embarrassed by my own personal showing. It was a very unpredictable tournament–everybody’s scores were lower than most years–but that’s no excuse. Carley’s husband, Collin, won our family bracket by one point over Whitney, so his winning entry is now prominently featured on the front of our refrigerator for one full year. I finished in a tie with Carrie-Anne behind Whit and Carley. We were all a little Duke and Houston heavy. I’m certain Collin will choose Texas Roadhouse for his celebratory dinner.

On the church side of things, Brenda won our ministry team bracket pretty easily. See what happens, Brenda, when you don’t pick Texas Tech to win it all? I wound up in the middle of the pack, which isn’t that unusual. But I finished behind Cory, who’s never watched a college basketball game in his life! Humiliating! Not only that, Ashlee finished in last place, behind Andrew, who picked Virginia Commonwealth to win the title! One of the most unpredictable tournaments in recent memory, but Brenda had it figured out.

We’re beginning a new sermon series this Sunday at GCR that we’re calling “Stories Along the Way,” featuring eight parables our Lord told while traveling on the way from Galilee to Jerusalem during the final days of his life. The stories are all found in what scholars call the “Travel Narrative,” ten chapters in Luke 9:51 – 19:27, detailed material about this journey that we don’t find anywhere else in the Bible.

Jesus tells these parables while he is on his way to Jerusalem, as he walks along the way to his death. These are the last stories Jesus told and he told them to show us the Kingdom of God.

The way our Lord teaches is not the way we’re used to learning. Jesus doesn’t hand out information as much as he re-shapes our imaginations. He uses metaphors and aphorisms, idioms and exaggerations, informal conversation and common slang. And Jesus spins these stories not to give us something new, but to get us to notice something we’ve overlooked for years. He talks in parables to get us to take seriously something we’ve dismissed for most of our lives.

He tells stories about farmers and judges, wedding banquets and runaway sons, growing trees and building barns. Some of these stories are very familiar and some are completely obscure. Some of these stories already dwell deep inside your heart and soul and some of them have only seared giant question marks in your brain. These stories shape us to live in the way of Jesus while we’re on our own ways from home to work, from breakfast to dinner, from a friend’s house to the grocery store, from Monday to Sunday.

So, pack your bags, strap on your best walking shoes, and bring an open mind. Open eyes and ears. An open heart. We’re following Jesus. And we’re being changed by his stories along the way.

Peace,
Allan

Body of Christ: Transformation

March 19, 2026 / / 0 Comments

My bracket is set and I’m ready to start defending my Stanglin Family March Madness Bracket Racket title. I’ve got Texas, Texas A&M, and Texas Tech winning only one game each. I’ve picked Houston, again, to win the national championship. My Final Four is Houston, Duke (gag), Arizona, and Iowa State. The winner gets a celebratory dinner at his/her place of choice and his/her bracket proudly displayed on the refrigerator for a full year.

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We’ve been hammering home the point this week that if anybody is going to meet Jesus today, they’re going to meet him through the Church, the Body of Christ. That’s how our Lord designed it. We are his eyes and mouth and ears, we are his hands and feet, his physical presence in this world. We live our lives as individual disciples and together as his followers in imitation of him so people around us can experience Jesus, so they can see him for who he really is.

Except…

I know the Church. I know the Church and all its weaknesses. I am one of the Church’s weaknesses. I sometimes can be a reason people don’t see Jesus. To some extent, all of us are capable of behaving in ways that might hide the Body of Christ from others or, at worst, behaving in ways that are the opposite of Jesus’ ways.

Because of that, not everybody has a great experience with church. Some people have been hurt by the Church. Some people have been rejected by the Church, God help us. Some people don’t feel supported by the church or encouraged, they don’t feel like they’re a part. Instead of meeting Jesus at church, instead of finding God’s love and forgiveness and acceptance and his fellowship, they experience loneliness at church. Or rejection. Or pain.

As a result, there are people who believe in Jesus and love Jesus and want to follow Jesus, but they don’t want any part of Church. They see the Church or they experience the Church and there’s no way they can believe such a sorry collection of sinners can be related to Jesus.

The Church can be boring. It can be self-centered and self-righteous. It can be hypocritical. It can be worldly. Very worldly. I could go on. The Church has a lot of weaknesses, yes. But the Bible says we’re seeing things right now through a dark glass. We only see a poor reflection of the reality, like looking at a cracked and clouded mirror. The Bible says we’re hoping for what we don’t see yet. And, you know, for all its brokenness and failures, the Church still looks pretty good when she’s all dressed up to worship God on Sunday. Or when she’s fist-bumping elementary students outside their school on Monday. Or feeding homeless people at Family Promise on Tuesday.

The point is that, despite all the problems, based on the words of Jesus in the Bible and our own experiences for over two-thousand years, the poor old Church knows, for better or for worse, this is the form by which the risen Christ has chosen to be present in the world. We are the Body of Christ.

So, if you’re going to have a real relationship with Jesus, you must be connected to his Body. You don’t discover Jesus by escaping his community, but by joining it. You don’t grow closer to God by seeking him by yourself, but by entering the life of his Church, by leaning into and embracing the ordinary patterns of worship, repentance, prayer, knowledge, community, Christian practice, and mission that have formed God’s people for centuries.

We do not meet Christ as isolated individuals. We meet him as devoted members of his Body. We are saved together, we are healed together, we are restored and strengthened and shaped together. When you read the earliest Christian writers, you notice that when they wrote about knowing Christ personally, it was about being united to his Body, standing shoulder to shoulder with the community he founded and submitting to the shared Scriptures and sacraments and saints. The early Christians did not describe salvation as “Me and Jesus,” but as “Us in Christ.” Baptism did not place you in a private booth with God, it plunged you into a people. The communion meal did not evoke private internal feelings about Jesus, it joined your life to the lives of all the other believers at the table.

If you’re looking for a personal relationship with Jesus, you must be where he is. If you’re looking for more in your relationship with Christ, you must be where Jesus always promised to be. In the Scriptures. In the prayers. In the supper. In the worship. In the communion of saints. In the life of his Body. And, as every member of his Body has always discovered, the closer we draw to the Church, the closer Christ draws to us.

Peace,
Allan

Shooting While Scattered

April 8, 2025 / / 0 Comments

Scattershooting while wondering whatever happened to Bump Wills…

Thanks to Florida’s suffocating defense that kept Houston from even attempting a shot on their final two possessions, Tim Neale won our church office March Madness bracket challenge and I finished in second place. Tim is our back-to-back office champion, but we don’t know whether he qualifies for the free meal and dessert at our next staff lunch, or if we should buy it for his son, Seth. I finished as the runner-up. Andrew nailed down last place pretty decisively.

In other news, I won our Stanglin family bracket, finishing two points ahead of Whitney and six points ahead of last year’s champion, Carrie-Anne. That means Carrie-Anne’s bracket came off the front of the refrigerator first thing this morning and mine went up. It’ll be on full display in our kitchen for twelve glorious months. It’s just something we do. I’m not certain how healthy it is, but it’s just something we do.

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One of the several reasons we chose Emerson Elementary as a GCR local missions partner is that they are the MISD campus for “medically fragile” students. All Midland public school students from 7th grade down who have special physical needs go to Emerson where they have trained staff and facilities to take care of them. That part of the campus is equipped with hospital beds, oxygen, lifts, and everything that’s needed to support these most vulnerable in our community. They do incredible work at Emerson, work that most people know nothing about.

Our church recently purchased a special set of swings for the Emerson playground that meets the particular needs of those sweet kids. GCR bought the swings and paid for the playground expansion and the installation of the swings as just another piece of our partnership together. The swings were completed and unveiled last week, and our ministry team was invited to play with the kids on the new equipment this morning.

The sun was shining, the winds were calm, and the swings were swinging. The kids squealed with absolute delight and more than a couple of us joined them in being sad when it was over.

We are so thankful to God for our partnership with Emerson and so blessed by him to know so many wonderful teachers and staff who take such loving care of these precious children. We’re considering building into our work schedule some daily P.E. time at Emerson.

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Our youth minister, Jadyn Martinez, has been on mandatory bed rest for the past three weeks or so while she endures the final laps of a high-risk pregnancy. We’re missing her terribly around here, so yesterday we surprised her by showing up at her house for lunch. There was some fear that the surprise might raise her blood pressure and liver counts so that little Zion might come a week or two earlier than we need. But her doctor’s appointment late yesterday confirmed that everything’s still really good.

Except for Jim eating most of Jadyn’s chips, I think she enjoyed the surprise and getting to spend a loud lunch laughing together and getting caught up. Or she faked it really well.

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It was 34-degrees at Wrigley Field last night when the Rangers started their game against the Cubs. The wind chill was 23. And the Rangers were not good. Nasty Nate was uncharacteristically wild–two walks, two plunks, two stolen bases–and the Rangers bats were frozen in the 7-0 shutout loss. I’m not sure if that game has anything at all to say about where Texas might be in a month or two, or even at the end of the year. We’re not reading anything into an April game that was the second coldest in Rangers history. But how they respond tonight in equally frigid circumstances? What they learn and how they bounce back or not? That might could tell us something.

Josh Jung is off the DL and should be in the lineup tonight. I’m hoping that can help get this team over the Mendoza line.

Peace,

Allan

The First Thing First

March 19, 2025 / / 0 Comments

My two grandsons are in there! The boys!

Valerie is 22 weeks in, due in mid-July, and she looks straight-up amazing!

Let the record show that my NCAA tournament bracket is weak this year. So weak. For the first time in my life, I am going with all four number one seeds in the Final Four–Auburn, Duke, Houston, and Florida–with Cougar High beating Auburn for the championship, because I don’t know what else to do. I have no hopes of being competitive in our church bracket. I have picked Texas A&M and Texas Tech to make it to the Sweet Sixteen and I have picked Texas to lose their opener. I’m picking against the ‘Horns on principle for the integrity of a non-gimmicked 64-team bracket. And because they stink.

More importantly, we are eight days away from Opening Day.

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We Christians who talk about love all the time and claim to belong to a God of love and to follow a Messiah of love don’t always love so well. So, people have a hard time believing in our God and Messiah.

But love is the main thing. It’s the number one thing. Love is the most important thing. Our Lord Jesus tells us in unambiguous terms, over and over again, that loving others is the primary commandment. It comes first. For disciples of Christ, nothing else ever comes before love. All other Christian commands and obligations come somewhere after the first priority to love.

“Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.” ~1 John 4:7-12

Since our salvation is delivered by love, since the Church is born out of love, since we exist as a people of God only by the love of God, then our very reason for living is to embody that same love among ourselves and in God’s world.

Here’s the hard truth: If you’re not a loving person, you don’t know God. If you’re not showing love to others, you haven’t truly understood God’s love for yourself.

Nobody in the world will listen to you talk about God if they experience you as an unloving person. You’ve got no credibility. It’s obvious you don’t know who you’re talking about.

If you’re a salesperson at Rogers Ford, it’s probably best that you don’t drive a Chevy around town. They don’t get the president of PETA to run the membership drive for the NRA. And you’re never going to influence anybody for Christ if you’re not a loving person. You’ll drive people away.

The Church is fractured and our witness to the world is compromised because we keep getting this one thing out of order. Instead of loving first, we judge first. Instead of loving first, we condemn first. We yell first. We complain first. We insult first. We forward the email and repost the post first. And then love might or might not come somewhere after that. It’s out of order.

We discern socio-economic boundaries first, we put racial differences first, and then we decide when and how to show love.

We prioritize politicians and parties and partisan platforms first, and then we figure out who and how and if we’re going to love. It’s backwards!

We want to investigate someone’s criminal history first, we want to question someone’s immigration status first, or categorize someone according to their outward appearance first, and then we think about where and how and if we’ll show love. That’s the wrong order!

Yes, there are difficult passages in the Bible that have to be figured out and there are some verses that need careful discernment and there are parts of Scripture with which followers of Jesus can legitimately disagree. But the command to love as the most important command and the primary command that outweighs all other commands is not one of them!

This is a critical time in our Lord’s Church. Theologians and historians and sociologists have been telling us for more than 40 years that we are going through the greatest transition in the last 500 years of Church history. And what you do matters. It matters to you and to your family, it matters to your friends and your city and the country in which you live, and to the whole world.

Anger is acceptable in our culture, but that’s not who you are. Discord and division are society’s tools, but not yours. The culture encourages you to take care of yourself first, but that’s a non-starter for Christians. Asserting myself and my rights and my personality is not my priority as a follower of Jesus. We do not go along with the world on that. We don’t say, “Well, that’s just the way the world is” or “That’s just how things work and how things get done.” To somehow justify not loving people–no matter the reason–is to squash our creativity and insult God’s grace and ignore the command of Christ.

Our Christian faith and our Christian beliefs and our Christian experience with the love of God compels us to move toward all people and embrace all people, whether they step toward you or not. That’s not the point. The point is moving toward people in love the way God in Christ moved toward you. In love.

Peace,

Allan

Does It Feel Wet Outside?

April 8, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Scattershooting while wondering whatever happened to Ralph Strangis…

All our church ministers and staff, all the Opportunity Tribe kids, and the Mission Agape folks just spent an hour or so enjoying the eclipse together. We chewed Eclipse brand gum, ate lots of Oreos (Ryan concocted some far-fetched eclipse connection), and generally cracked eclipse jokes, made fun of each other, and laughed the whole time. Kim brought out her mystical Mayan stone, Pam produced an impressive array of shadow-casting kitchen utensils and disco balls, and Jim asked several times when it was appropriate to leave an eclipse party and not seem rude. J.E. wanted us to change into our Nikes and track suits (at times, it did look like we were all waiting to be lifted away), we all overplayed the darkness and cool down factor, and at one point Dan asked if it felt “wet” outside. I must have heard and/or overheard fourteen explanations of refraction and at least that many descriptions of how this eclipse is or is not similar to what we experienced back in October.

Some of us were disappointed that the dogs didn’t speak in tongues and no birds dive-bombed the parking lot. Turns out the animals don’t really freak out as much as the humans.

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The NCAA men’s basketball tournament concludes tonight, but Carrie-Anne clinched our family bracket Saturday when UConn took down Alabama to advance to the Final. As soon as the clock hit 0:00 on that game, C-A sent her little victory bitmoji through our family text, much to almost everyone’s delight. If UConn wins tonight, Whitney will finish in second place. If it’s Purdue, then Valerie’s husband David takes the silver. I need Purdue to win just so I won’t come in last. My March Sadness began weeks ago.

As for our office bracket here at GCR, if UConn wins, Tim and Cory will finish 1-2. If Purdue wins the title, Kristin takes our office contest and J.E. comes in second.

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We have turned MidWeek into MixWeek at GCR by combining all our Wednesday night kids programs, youth worship, and adult classes into one big “Running the Race” series. We kicked it off last Wednesday with GCR Olympics, featuring a massive Rock-Paper-Scissors tournament and an egg-throwing contest. The young people led our church in worship–we sang their songs their way– and then we spent 30-minutes or so mixing it up together with the games.

The idea this past Wednesday was to partner up with someone at least 20 years older or 20 years younger and compete against other similar pairs. By the end of the Rock-Paper-Scissors tournament, we had half the church on one side of the gym and the other half on the other side, all cheering for their representative in the final match. Same deal with the egg-toss. Then we gave out medals and ate popsicles together.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This week, the young people will again lead us in worship, and then we’re going to spend 30-minutes or so in some formative Christian practices. We’ll have nine or ten prayer stations and Scripture stations in and around the Worship Center–some ancient practices and some brand new ways to engage God together in Word and Prayer.

The overarching goal is to intentionally put our children in front of our older adults and for our older adults to pour into our children so we can all learn what God wants us to learn from each other. We are putting ourselves in situations with our church’s children so God can teach us what we need to learn and change in us what needs to be changed to become more like them. And more like him.

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I’m not going to write anything about the Rangers. Not yet. Out of the gate, they look like they’re going to be an even better team than they were last year. But I don’t want to jinx anything. For now, I’m putting all my energies into the Stars and their promising Stanley Cup pursuits. Lankford can keep hitting 100-mile-per-hour lasers off his bat, the Rangers can keep averaging seven runs per game, and Bochy can keep whispering into his bullpen. I’m not going to say anything about it yet. Go Stars.

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Over the Christmas break, I bought a two-dollar Whoopee cushion with the four-million tickets we collected during a family trip to Cinergy. Now Whitney is pressing the cushion every time a player misses a free throw during the NCAA tournament. Every game. Every miss. “Pppphhhhrrrrrppphhhh!!” It makes me giggle. It makes Whitney laugh so hard she can’t breathe. It wears Carrie-Anne plumb out.

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Peace,

Allan

Scattershooting on Opening Day

March 28, 2024 / / 1 Comment

Scattershooting while wondering whatever happened to Hank Blalock.

Today is Opening Day! And for the first time in the history of baseball, the Texas Rangers are the defending World Series Champions! It still feels weird and wonderful to write that sentence. Now, how do we do this? What does Opening Day look like when you’re the World Series Champs? For starters, the game begins at 6:35pm instead of the 3:00pm first pitch that was announced when the season schedules were released, and it’s being broadcast on ESPN for the national prime time audience. Usually, I’m taking off work right after lunch on Opening Day to watch the season’s first game. So, that’s a new wrinkle.

Plus, there’s the additional matter of raising the World Series Championship banner at Globe Life Field. That happens at 6:00pm and ESPN’s Baseball Tonight is covering all the ceremonies live. It’s all wonderful and glorious and beautiful in a million ways.

But it’s also complicated.

Today is Maundy Thursday, the day God’s people traditionally gather to remember our Lord’s last supper the night he was betrayed. This is the worship event in which we share the meal with other Christians and remember our Lord’s commands on that evening to love one another just as he loves us. The 4Midland churches are meeting at First Presbyterian tonight, all four of our congregations–GCR, First Baptist, First Methodist, and First Pres–to sing and pray and celebrate communion together.

My plan is to set the DVR to record all the Rangers’ banner-raising festivities and the opener against the Cubs. We’ll start the game once we get home at about 8:00pm. That puts us behind the live action by about an hour and a half, which means it will be almost impossible to flip to the March Madness during commercials. I blame the commissioner of baseball. Or Satan. We were all going to be worshiping tonight with our brothers and sisters at First Pres. It’s baseball that scheduled Opening Day on top of it.

We’re all suffering.

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Speaking of March Madness, my bracket is not doing well. I lost Baylor as a Final Four team on Sunday and I’m struggling. I said in this space last week that I would not be counting Carley’s dog’s entry into our family pool. Well, I am counting him as a full participant now, just so I don’t finish in last place. Val and Whitney are neck and neck for the lead heading into the Sweet 16. As for the church office pool, I’m right in the middle of things, almost as close to last place as I am to first. Jadyn is leading the pack right now, with Tim right on her heels.

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Carrie-Anne and I spent last night with our GCR Youth Group, planning the summer, playing some crazy party games, worshiping and praying together, and meeting our awesome summer interns Avery and Chloe. When it was over, everybody gathered outside to check out the brand new church vans! We’ve been needing  **ahem** more reliable transportation for a while now, and these new super-tall, super-wide, 15-passenger vans do fit the bill. I don’t know if the vans will spur anyone to sign up for mission trips or camps but, according to the reactions last night, it’s not going to hurt.

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Back to the Rangers, they have now joined the 18 other MLB teams with corporate sponsorship patches on their uniform sleeves. I do hate this. It’s so bush-league, so cheesy. Energy Transfer’s logo is on all six of the Rangers jerseys for all 162 of their games, plus playoffs. Energy Transfer? Yes, according to reports, the Dallas-based energy infrastructure company. It doesn’t get more corporate than that. I understand that Energy Transfer was founded by Rangers owner Ray Davis back in the ’90s, but if you’re the Texas Rangers and you’re going to wear a company’s logo on your sleeve, shouldn’t it be a recognized and beloved state brand? Did they even ask Dr Pepper or Whataburger? What’s wrong with 7-11? Dairy Queen feels perfect. I do hate this.

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The Rangers have whiffed big even before they faced a single Chicago pitcher. I do not understand why they let Jordan Montgomery sign with the D-Backs in free agency. It’s a one-year, $25-million deal with Arizona when he claimed he wanted to stay in Arlington. You can’t ever lose with a one-year contract. How did the Rangers not get this done?

I cannot wait to watch Evan Carter and Wyatt Langford playing together in the same Rangers outfield. Carter is technically a rookie, since he wasn’t called up until after Labor Day last season. So it’s possible–dare I say likely–that Carter and Langford finish 1-2 for MLB Rookie of the Year. Carter, Langford, and Adolis Garcia give Texas the best outfield in the majors. Tons of range, power hitting, and cannons attached to their shoulders.

Nasty Nate Eovaldi on the hill. Bruce Bochy in the dugout. A World Series championship banner flying above the stadium. The Texas Rangers begin their defense of their World Series title tonight. Let’s run it back, boys! Let’s repeat!

Let’s Go Rangers!
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

Allan

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