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These days the Boss sounds like a UCLA football fan upset about an incompetent leader flushing our once proud program into the toilet. Here is a blast from the past to get everyone going (or worked up) on a stormy, rainy, Monday (at least in the East):

Thunder Road:

You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise from these streets
Well now, I ain't no hero, that's understood
All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey, what else can we do now?
Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair
Well, the night's busting open, these two lanes
will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back, heaven's waiting on down the tracks

Oh oh, come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh oh oh oh, Thunder Road
Oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey, I know it's late, we can make it if we run
Oh oh oh oh, Thunder Road
Sit tight, take hold, Thunder Road
Classic. May be some day there will be a Ben Howland of college football who will lead us out of our football misery. Free the Bruin Nation of all the losers (happy with mediocrity) leading us out to wins (over SC).

It's a slow Monday.