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Fucking ay. This lady that works here used to talk with Jim Caldwell a lot when he was at W.F., and worked there I guess? She was hella good friends with him, and my uncle who lives here is probably the biggest Colts fan in the world. She talked to my uncle in the post office, and my uncle jokefully was like have him give me a call or something, I'll be a waterboy! ... She gave Caldwell my uncle's number, and Caldwell called our house. UNREAL. There was a message for my uncle on the answering machine, I could not believe it. My uncle called him back and they talked for like 10 minutes, and Caldwell offered him season tickets. Amazing. I respect him so much that he would take some time off, and call someone because they are such a huge fan. Of course, the lady also told Caldwell that my uncle was a season ticket holder, which is not true because he lives in Montana, but still fucking cool. Prolly never gonna delete that message off the machine, just because it is awesome. Sounds like a really nice, classy guy. I want the Colts to win the superbowl now.
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