I will be watching.
Fantastic, there is no place like home. Enjoy the game watching on your TV.
Ruth played in 152 of 154 games for Yanks in 1921. 1922 (110 games) or 1925 (98 games)?
I don't have the article in front of me. Perhaps he was suspended in 21 after the series for the 22 season. Eighty grand was a lot of money back then.
He made more than the President but the President did not hit 60 home runs
Big adjustment in the 2nd half. It's obvious now. Starting five will be (should be) Oscar, Reeves, Toppin, Livingston and Wallace.
That's great news. Nothing better than being home.
Good Hump Day Wednesday
Temperature 52° and the sun is up. We should hit 75° this afternoon with a 2% chance of rain at the most.
Cats got back on track the second half and had a nice win at Rupp. I am headed to the gym this morning for a good cardiac workout. The coffee is hot and black and extra good and the bacon is ready. Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day.
I trust y'all have a very nice day and we are thankful @AustinTXCat is back home and continue our prayers for his complete recovery.
That photo is pure Florida and the lower Southern states along the coast. From Texas all the way up through South Carolina. These scenes are very common once you get out of the big cities. Live oaks with Spanish Moss are everywhere you look.
Morning right back at you.
Thanks for asking, BBUK. The hip is progressing very well. Sometimes I have to stop and ask myself, "Which hip was replaced, right or left?" At physical therapy they taught me a way to keep my stride straight so I don't limp, something that had become a habit. You'd think that would come naturally, but I had to be shown. My wife calls me out when I slip back into that lazy stride in which I pull my right leg along. Habits are hard to break.
I was a UK student in the early 60's when they started building the Mountain Parkway. Bert Combs was governor.
I was a UK student in the early 60's when they started building the Mountain Parkway. Bert Combs was governor.
One of my fraternity brothers had a new Austin Healey 3000 sports car and he wanted to take it out on the Kentucky back roads. My grandfather lived in Pike County so I asked if he would like to go with me for a weekend and try his new toy out on mountain roads. He agreed and so we left one Friday afternoon.
From Lexington to Rockhouse Holler was quite a drive in those days with steep mountains and dangerous curves. He was from New Jersey and had never been to Eastern Kentucky. The parkway was under construction so you would drive a few miles, then detour and pick up a few more miles. Once we got past Pikeville we had three big mountains to cross. The Mountain Parkway ended in Prestonsburg so it was very narrow roads the rest of the way.
We were doing fine until we hit the second mountain (Bent Mountain) and started up. In front of us was a coal truck and he was loaded and struggling to get to the top. He must have been going 10 mph and there was no room or space to pass. So you just had to be patient. But this boy was not patient and he started honking his horn and acting stupid. I knew he was making this coal truck driver mad and with his little English sports car that was foolish. I told him to knock it off but he kept it up. Honking louder.
When we got to the top of Bent Mountain there was a clearing for vehicles to pull over and the coal truck did. So we passed him and started down. Within a few moments that coal truck was on our rear bumper and running like a runaway freight train with his air horns blasting. I knew we were dead and the truck was going to run us over the hill and that would be our end. Especially with New Jersey plates in the middle of Pike County. Dead, dead, dead. We did make it but that truck was pushing us most of the way. And my buddy was shaking like a leaf. I told him to never pull a trick like that again with me as a passenger. You don't insult coal tricks headed downhill on Bent Mountain.
Those Healeys were nice though. I doubt we would have made it in a regular passenger car.
A few other things happened on that weekend back in Pike. Enough that he vowed never to return.Sir, (After you stopped) You should have jacked his jaw.
I tell the BB, Papa's gonna jack your jaw. Now he looks back at me with his type of smile and tells me, I'm gonna jack your jaw... 😍
