This is the story about a group of guys that called themselves "The Misers." If you did not lay every ounce of sweat, blood and tears of who you were on the football field with us, you were not a Miser. There is very little proof of what we did outside of police reports, newspaper articles, local news video clips and unforgettable folklore. It is hard to believe how famous we really got back then, but make no mistake about it, The Misers of Miramar rocked that South Florida town. This is the story about the greatest group of guys one could have the privilege of growing up with. This is the story about a bunch of troublemakers, jocks, burnouts and nerds that ruled the streets and beaches of South Florida in the 1970s and 1980s. This is just one more story from The Last Generation of Freedom.