@jwardelt @buckymel
Which one of you did this?
"The Herro family woke up around 9:30 a.m. one morning and saw red—everywhere. Red spray paint on the side yard. Red spray paint on the green grass. Red spray paint on the tree branches, which, for good measure, were also laced with toilet paper.
**** B.B.N.! GO WISCONSIN! the spray paint read, on that summer day last year.
Then there were handwritten letters, routinely delivered to Tyler Herro's high school, Whitnall of Wisconsin. His coach, Travis Riesop, carefully combed through them. Most were too vile to let Tyler, then a senior, read. One was from a man who said he hoped Herro injured his leg the way Gordon Hayward did—a particularly gruesome fracture."
https://bleacherreport.com/articles...ro-all-you-want-but-its-hard-to-hate-his-game
Which one of you did this?
"The Herro family woke up around 9:30 a.m. one morning and saw red—everywhere. Red spray paint on the side yard. Red spray paint on the green grass. Red spray paint on the tree branches, which, for good measure, were also laced with toilet paper.
**** B.B.N.! GO WISCONSIN! the spray paint read, on that summer day last year.
Then there were handwritten letters, routinely delivered to Tyler Herro's high school, Whitnall of Wisconsin. His coach, Travis Riesop, carefully combed through them. Most were too vile to let Tyler, then a senior, read. One was from a man who said he hoped Herro injured his leg the way Gordon Hayward did—a particularly gruesome fracture."
https://bleacherreport.com/articles...ro-all-you-want-but-its-hard-to-hate-his-game
