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About This Book
Verse Two of the Metzgerhund Retreat series is for anyone who insists on competing at the absolute top of their game, in whatever it is they do.
It's also a story for those who aren't concerned with results, but simply want to participate for fun.
Although…Billy Mecklenburg would recommend that you not mix the performance snobs with the weekend warriors.
Billy had a difficult enough time creating events for Rhoden Woods Youth Center’s Olympic-style competition that all the teams could compete in equally, and it cost him a lot of time away from his band. Now, he finds himself having to deal with the complainers, the slackers, the excuse makers, and those who were excluded because they weren’t good enough to play.
It didn’t help that his bass player, Sam, began excluding potential fans from a jam session because they couldn’t play the same passages he could play. Another mess Billy had to clean up.
To add to the unnecessary noise, his lead singer and resident two-sport athlete, Reggie, was doing most of the complaining.
Yet, it was Reggie’s trash talking that awoke inside Billy an ambition he’d kept hidden the last two years, one that he made excuses about rather than do something about it.
Except, now…nearly surrounded by performance snobs, he was determined to up his game, taking as many others with him as he could…and *still* find time to practice his music.
It's also a story for those who aren't concerned with results, but simply want to participate for fun.
Although…Billy Mecklenburg would recommend that you not mix the performance snobs with the weekend warriors.
Billy had a difficult enough time creating events for Rhoden Woods Youth Center’s Olympic-style competition that all the teams could compete in equally, and it cost him a lot of time away from his band. Now, he finds himself having to deal with the complainers, the slackers, the excuse makers, and those who were excluded because they weren’t good enough to play.
It didn’t help that his bass player, Sam, began excluding potential fans from a jam session because they couldn’t play the same passages he could play. Another mess Billy had to clean up.
To add to the unnecessary noise, his lead singer and resident two-sport athlete, Reggie, was doing most of the complaining.
Yet, it was Reggie’s trash talking that awoke inside Billy an ambition he’d kept hidden the last two years, one that he made excuses about rather than do something about it.
Except, now…nearly surrounded by performance snobs, he was determined to up his game, taking as many others with him as he could…and *still* find time to practice his music.
