My name is Gerry. I moved from New York to California in 2001; I was twenty-one.  I had a three-year soccer scholarship to attack. It didn’t quite work out for me, I was plagued with a bunch of niggly injuries, which I couldn’t quite shake physically, so my peers on the course overtook me, and eventually left me for dead. I was still physically fit and exercised every day, I was in pretty good shape. One of the many cours...