So here we are toes in the sand, a palm tree swaying in the breeze and the sun is high in the sky. The soothing sound of the waves crashing against the beach are ever present. Did the fellas take a trip to an all inclusive resort with all the new sponsor money. Not quite. Much like Wilson in Castaway they are stuck on a deserted island (or was it a red velvet cake Island) and sadly there isn’t even Tom Hanks there to keep them company. Tom could have regaled them with tales of the Da Vinci Code and other classic….Alas not to be….
All the fellas have are five classic albums to keep them company. Guess what in the end Wilson’s conversational skills sucks and the fellas are sure glad to have some tunes available.
As always the fellas brought their A game thanks to their new sponsor…..