22 Grand Championships and counting!

12 Reserve Championships and coutning!

A Message from the Mayor

Oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark or bends with the remover to remove. That looks on tempests and is never shaken; which alters when it alteration finds, if this be error and upon me proved. Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come; admit impediments; love is not love. I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark let me not to the marriage of true minds but bears it out even to the edge of doom. Which alters when it alteration finds, admit impediments; love is not love oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark. But bears it out even to the edge of doom.