I thought I would tell you a little bit about my Saturday. I drove to Lincoln, Neb., to cover the Kansas-Nebraska game. On the way, I picked up my friend, Harold Bechard, who writes for the Hutchinson News and lives in Salina.
Harold is also a huge St. Louis Cardinals fan. We were able to find the game on radio and stayed with it for most of our drive from Salina to Lincoln. We were not happy when Jeff Cirillo’s two-run single in the seventh inning gave Milwaukee a 2-0 lead.
But in the bottom of the eighth, when Scott Spiezio’s bases-loaded triple cleared the bases and gave St. Louis a 3-2 lead, I went nuts. We were sitting in traffic at a Lincoln intersection and Harold was concerned that I would take my foot off the break and hit some pedestrians. I managed not to hurt anyone.
It was tremendous. Outstanding. Great stuff. I’m still riding a high. By the way, as I write this we’re still about 40 minutes away from kickoff.