Should I put that title in quotes and attribute it to Royce Waltman? Some of you out there will understand that reference.
OK…so maybe there are no rumors of my demise. But, I really like saying that phrase for some reason.
The past month has been an absolute whirlwind. Work in North Dakota, working to re-launch the Horizon League Network, assorted Tribe games at Victory Field (one being of the 16-inning variety), and fielding questions from new writer-friends that I’ve come to know from my quickly approaching contributions to The Mid-Majority.
After dinner, but before the fun part of our last night in Fargo. Gonzo seated front and center...as if you didn't know.
All this, while still trying to keep in touch with myself, which…as we all know by now…is maybe the most difficult thing for me to do.
Let’s start at the beginning…shall we?
The American Legion World Series in Fargo, ND, despite some horrid weather, was a huge success for all parties involved. Good baseball, great numbers on our webcasts, and those from our company that attended may have made a new friend. His name is Luis Gonzalez. Perhaps you know him?
Can’t say enough times how normal this guys was…aside from, well, having gobs and gobs of money. He was an absolute trip. Just full of funny stories and just lookin’ to make the best of being in Fargo. Not to mention…having Mitts overhear him say to his broadcast partner, “These guys are fuckin’ cool,” made all of us feel pretty good about ourselves.
