My Bucket List
Not sure where, but in places like Billings, Mont., and Casper, Wyo., with the sun setting over the left-field fence, with purple mountains majesty above thy fruited plain. Preferably with a local micro brew in my right hand.
I want to start Thursday night at one campus, then move to Dallas on Friday night for dinner at Bob's Steak and Chop House, then go tailgating starting about 7 a.m. Saturday morning at the game. I wouldn't mind seeing a Saturday night game at LSU either.
I saw City play this spring, and the energy level for a match against Blackburn was splendid. I can only imagine what the locals do when they're playing the other locals. This time I'll dress better. I bet there were 5,000 men with coats and ties at the Manchester City grounds.
I've seen the two teams play at Air Canada Centre in Toronto, but I was in a box for the game. I want to be down near the ice, with the two teams fighting for playoff seeding -- or, better yet, in a playoff game -- and the locals in full throat. I just have to see hockey in Montreal.
It takes place at Latrobe High School on the second Friday night of training camp, a tradition I've heard is unlike any other in all of training-campdom. The players take yellow school buses to the site and sign autographs till the cows come home. Only in western Pennsylvania, folks.