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Talk about shelf life! As I was wandering through an airport the other day I finally realized how funny one of my dad's old jokes was. I am sure the same thing will happen to me in about 2009 when I finally chuckle at one of Larry David's lines from that unwatchable HBO series--I think I am the only person in this hemisphere who finds nothing on that show even remotely entertaining.
Now that I have alienated the majority of my small audience, let me get back to the point. My dad was a St. Louis Cardinals broadcaster from 1954 until his death three years ago. During those years, he also split his time broadcasting baseball and football for CBS, as well as hosting radio call-in shows in St. Louis.
As you might imagine, this time of year is hectic and filled with travel for someone who makes a living calling both NFL and baseball games.
One day many Octobers ago I heard my father tell someone that he had been traveling so much he had passed himself while walking through the airport terminal at Lambert Field in St. Louis.
I thought about that line last week as I left Dallas after the Cowboys thrashed the Eagles. I flew home Sunday night, left Monday morning (not able to celebrate Columbus Day the traditional way--by not opening mail) for Anaheim, Calif., and the Yankees and Angels' ALDS finale, before taking a red-eye to Chicago for the start of the ALCS the next night.
I know how sorry you all feel for me having to fly around to the best games of the best sports. It ...