09/10/2026
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I really didn’t think I would be starting my week with a post like this… 🙁
This weekend I was actually starting to plan ahead, thinking about Doironville, what we want to do next, improvements we want to make and just getting excited about everything ahead.
Then I drove into work this morning and honestly my heart just sank. Sometime Thursday night, someone—or more than one person—decided to come onto our property and rip out and steal all of the extension cords and power we had running our lights for Doironville… Thousands of dollars…
Unfortunately Thursday night was pouring rain and there was so condensation on our cameras that we just can’t get a good enough look at who did it.
Thankfully, the good people we meet every day FAR outweigh the people who do things like this.
My first thoughts about the people who did this weren’t very nice.
But the more I’ve thought about it, the more I’ve actually found myself feeling sad about the whole thing.
Because I don’t know your story.. I don’t know why you did it. And I don’t know if drugs or addiction had anything to do with it.
But we all know what addiction is doing to people and families around us. We’ve all seen somebody who was doing great and then watched drugs completely change the direction of their life.
That’s something I talk about with my kids.I try to teach them that none of us are invincible..Sometimes you’re a bad decision away from a completely different life. One bad decision turns into another. You start hanging around different people.Maybe drugs get involved. Maybe you’re struggling with something nobody else knows about.
And suddenly you’re doing things you probably never imagined yourself doing. Maybe even ripping wire out of somebody’s business in the pouring rain in the middle of the night for whatever money you can get out of it.
I don’t say that to judge you. Actually, it’s the opposite. If that’s where you’re at in life right now, I genuinely feel bad for you. Because whatever we lost Thursday night can be replaced.
The extension cords can be replaced. The electrical can be repaired. The lights will go back up. The thousands of dollars will hurt, but we’ll make it back…We’ll be okay. But if you’re at a point where drugs, addiction, desperation or whatever you’re dealing with has you doing this kind of thing…
I hope you find your way out. Because your life is worth a hell of a lot more than the few dollars you’re going to get from some stolen wire.
And if you happen to see this, I want you to know something else. What you did hurt people. It hurt me. It hurt our staff. It hurt something we’ve spent years working incredibly hard to build.
We’re not some giant corporation where nobody notices when something disappears. We’re a local business. There are real people behind these doors. People with families. People who come in early, stay late and care about this place.
We try to give back to this community every chance we get. We help teams, kids, tournaments, families, fundraisers and organizations. Sometimes we probably say yes when we should say no...
That’s just who we are. So seeing somebody from our own community do this is heartbreaking. And I also can’t stop thinking about the family of whoever did it. Maybe there’s a mother worrying about you. Maybe there’s a father who hasn’t heard from you.
Maybe there are people who remember who you were before things started going sideways and they’re desperately hoping to get that person back.
And whatever is going on in your life that brought you to our property that night, I genuinely hope you figure it out before something happens that you can’t undo.
Life can change pretty damn fast.
Make the next decision a better one. ❤️
Marc
