Saturday night’s all right for fightin’ is what I hear 9-10 times every summer. For the last four years I have bought a pair of tickets to every Saturday night game at the home park and while I sit here tonight I would like to reminesce about why it’s still America’s favorite pasttime and mine. (Thank you, God, for t-Mobile, the Sidekick, and a minor league park on the fringes of a high tech town.)

Just ran across this article about some fun in the home state of Louisiana. Makes me miss it even more. Makes some Okie noodling sound just a little more normal.