Thank you sir.
I don't have a real name... Well, gotta keep a bit of mystery in this thing or a Google search could bring a barrage of sports-cyber-stalkers down on me like a pile of two day old McDonald's fries and dog poop, and nobody likes either of those very much, and they especially don't want to be covered in them.
That's why nobody knows quite where I am as well.
Maybe I am paranoid. Or maybe those sports-cyber-stalkers are just better off not knowing where or exactly who I am, else their face meets with a .40 caliber hollow point bullet, or maybe a shotgun and a Coke bottle of diesel fuel, like that poor chair that is my avatar...