If only fate were that nice. No, my tale begins with the serpant trade show, in 1998. I was substituting for my friend. He was originally supposed to be a snake charmer, but got the flu. So instead, I was drafted so he wouldn't lose his lisence. The snake charming board is a very fickle orginization, which can remove permits at will. My friend was near death, and I couldn't let him lose his job. So instead I got in the uniform and did my best. Of course, I started playing, and pissed some guy from Southie off, and he kicked the basket over...
the rest is history.