On Sunday, July 27, we attended a Twins game at Target Field in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Afterward, as I innocently enjoyed a pint from the Fulton Brewery across the street from Target Field, I was photographed in a compromising position.
Namely. wearing a University of Louisville baseball jersey.
To know me well is to grasp that I care not one jot about college athletics, which in my view are a characteristically American perversion of education. Obviously, my non-fan stripes haven’t changed color overnight. At the same time, I’m aware that Louisville’s baseball team has been quite good lately, and when front-running comes this cheaply, why not?
The jersey was mixed in with a big pile of used Korean and Japanese baseball jerseys at a recycled clothing retailer in Madison, Wisconsin. Most were too small for me, but a navy blue pinstriped Japanese jersey and this U of L top fit comfortably, at $15 each. Why was a college jersey mixed in with the others? I’ve no idea, although it was a good buy, indeed.
The beer was wonderful, too.
It wasn’t the only purposefully counter-intuitive photo taken during the trip. On Sunday, August 3, we were in Dubuque, Iowa, on the anniversary of my birth.
That’s a vintage Dubois County Bombers game jersey, in case you were wondering. Meanwhile, an atheist visiting Iowa in advance of an epochal decision, and then finding guidance on a church message board, is too good to pass up in terms of a meaningful snapshot.
By the way, have I mentioned the party we’ll be throwing on October 24 at Bank Street Brewhouse?
We’ll be celebrating the 10th anniversary of the blog you presently are reading. The first of 7,750+ posts was published on October 22, 2004, after which I mulled over the possibilities, drank a few beers, and did a cannonball into the deep end of the drool on October 31.
Party plans will evolve as we draw closer to October 24, so please stay tuned … and thanks for reading.
