Stung in the breast by a ray, Took the world by surprise... Everyone loved him. Very often I think of this Entitled world of ours. If the professional, who lived and breathed a thing Really were that good, they should do the thing they love. Without which, there is no order. Interestingly, at his passing, the amateurs have now dangerously filled his shoes. No one does it like he did, and that's a fact we have to reckon with.