I was just reading the transcript of Bruce Springsteen's speech inducting U2 into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Turns out New Jersey's favorite son and I have something in common (well, two, since I lived in Jersey for a while several years ago, but I digress). I often call U2 "my boys," and so does The Boss: "Suddenly I hear 'Uno, dos, tres, catorce!' I look up. But instead of the silhouettes of the hippie wannabes bouncing around in the iPod commercial, I see my boys!"
Seriously, Bruce rocks (not as much as U2, but then, I am admitedly biased). He was a most excellent choice to induct my boys. Sorry, our boys.