Short post here for now. I drove to Cooperstown, N.Y. yesterday to visit the holy grail for baseball fans, the National Baseball Hall of Fame. It was about what I expected, though the town wasn't. It's a small, little burg on the edge of an enormous lake -- absolutely breathtakingly beautiful this time of year. But don't take my word for it, visit yourself. After all, who would trust the opinion of a fool who would muck pocket kings?
I fly home this evening and then go to Starkville to work the Bama-MSU game for CBS so there won't be much time for posting until Sunday. But you have the gist of it -- country boy visits NY, meets pretty girl but takes no action and loses money at poker. See, a summary in less than 20 words.