Before I start, I just want to thank Daniel for the kind words he just spoke. I think it's clear to everyone here that you cared a lot about Mr. Miyagi, Daniel. Like, a LOT. Hey, friends and family, quick show of hands: when you guys were in high school, how many of you were best friends with a septuagenarian war veteran? None? Yeah me neither. No, but seriously Daniel, you and Mr. Miyagi's friendship was beautiful in a completely non-creepy way.
By the way, I didn't see your wife walk into the church with you. She out parking the car? Oh, you're still single? Well, we're all very surprised.
Anyhow, I guess everyone's wondering why I showed up today. I'll admit it- Mr. Miyagi and I didn't always see eye to eye. Hell, he beat up a couple of Cobra Kai students one Halloween.
A quick aside here: now that enough time has passed to get a little perspective, Cobra Kai wasn't the friendliest name for a place of learning for young people, was it? I mean, for a business model based on the recruiting of children, Cobra Kai misses the mark by quite a large margin.
Oh well, live and learn.
Anyways, I always admired the fire in Miyagi's belly. Hell, if I hadn't respected the little prick so much, I probably wouldn't have spent the better part of my life laying out intricate plans to sabotage him and Daniel. Please don't misunderstand me here. By sabotage, I refer only to vandalism and intimidation.