A cousin thinks we should watch the show for giggles if fback in the dayor nothing else. Our mutual grandfather was a professional polo player and the polo manager at a posh hotel in Colorado Springs. I've thought about it and nah, I'll skip. I was little then and have fond memories of running into the bar and telling the barkeep to get my granddad a beer and put it on his tab. It was such an adult thing to do.