Brendon, let me show you something, all right? Maybe this will give you a little incentive. Look at my arm right there. See that? I got that when I was eighteen years old. I’ll tell you something. I regret it. ‘Cause this tattoo don’t come off. I have a tattoo of a cow’s head, because I loved that cheese then. So I get the cow, I go in there, I’m a little drunk, and I say, “Give me the cow head from that cheese, I love that cheese.” I have a cow, a cheese cow on my arm, Brendon. Don’t get a tattoo, that’s what I’m telling you. Play soccer. Brendon, take a look at my chest. No, I’m serious, look at that. Know who that is right there? That’s the woman from the Chiquita banana. I got that tattooed on my chest. I am an idiot. I got trademark products all over my body. It’s like going to a market, ‘cause I was drunk one night. Don’t live like me, all right? All right, now you go out there and play great.