I have this reoccurring dream that I’m in the park, you know Bristol Park where we used to hustle in Brownsville. They have this big baseball field with a stage, and everybody’s out there looking at me. I’ve got no shirt on but I have boxing gloves on; you know like the warm-up gloves, fingers out. They bring out King-Kong, then I knock King Kong out and everybody cheers. I swear that I’ve had this dream 100 times.