I remember in '93, I drove to Detroit to watch KC and the Tigers, in the old ballpark. It poured rain. I was standing in a corner in the walkway underneath, smoking a cigarette. Just as I was taking a puff, I heard the clacking of spikes on concrete, and George Brett walked by. He saw me taking a big drag off the cigarette, and gave me a disgusted look. He had decided to walk underneath, instead of in the rain, to get to the clubhouse. I had been on the fence with smoking, and quit about a week later.

Later the same night, I saw Cecil Fielder hit a ball over the 440 in dead center field. Then it poured rain again, so I left. On the way home, I heard Ernie Harwell say on the radio that the ball Cecil hit was one of only 3 he had ever seen hit out there.

-Chuck, Vegetarian fanboy