A couple of years ago every single magazine and newspaper thought it was cool to say things about me that weren’t true, and things about me that were mean, and things I couldn’t correct them on. But you did. And I just want you to know that I’m never going to forget what you did. That you showed up for me when my hands were tied behind my back and I couldn’t say anything to fight back. You fought back, and you kept showing up, and kept filling stadiums, and here we are.