What do you think your chances might be if I smashed up this knee?" I tapped his left knee with the bat as I asked the question."Oh, God, NO! Please d...n't do that! Without sound knees, I don't stand a chance with the NFL." OK, I see that I got you attention with that one. How about selling out one of you friends to save that knee? Give me a name, and I might not smash up the knee." No way. There's no way I would rat on my friends!"That was the answer I expected, so I banged on his left knee. His ex-wife divorced Leon when their daughter was four. Leon was twenty-two and Sarah was twenty. He loved the woman, but they just had too many problems that they were never able to resolve and perhaps they were too young to begin with. It wasn’t a hideous divorce like many couples have. No, this was a simple one. They parted everything down the middle, even what they had before their marriage and discussed how they wanted to do custody of little Amber.Ultimately they decided that Amber would. “Man, she’s hot as fuck,” Mel mused to himself. Things haven’t been rosy at home for him. His wife is turning out to be extremely high maintenance with a shopping habit that leads to daily arguments. She’s quite stunning and they are a very attractive couple when together, but they are starting to get on each’s last nerve. It doesn’t help Mel in his mind either that he hasn’t been faithful to his wife, but the tension between them doesn’t make for a romantic moment and since his two k*ds are. When two new churches were commissioned the attendance at all three churches dropped, so the Arch Diocese closed Our Lady of Guadalupe and St. Anthony's. Most of the Hispanics went north to St. Therese's Church while the Italians decided to come to St. Mary's.That is how my mother became close friends with my dream girl's mother. Not that it had ever done me any good ... until now."Gwen LaRusso tells me that Stacey is back home Freddy. Do you remember Stacey?I played dumb. "I think I kind of.