“And you scramble down And you look below And the world you know Begins to grow The roof, the house and your Mother at the door The roof, the house and the world you never thought to explore And you think of all the things you’ve seen And you wish that you could live in between And you’re back again…

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Mike Olson is a weekly columnist for DNVR. The Colorado State University alum was born and raised in Fort Collins and has been writing about Denver sports for the last eight years. He currently resides in Los Angeles where he has an unhealthy addiction to In-n-Out Burgers and a healthy aversion to the Lakers.

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