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Roy Berger
Five months ago, almost to the day, I was lying a hospital bed fresh off shoulder surgery. Today, I just didn’t want to take any chances. So before manager Mike LaValliere and coach Chico Lind had a chance to choose their starting first baseman at the opening day of Pirates old-guy camp, I did what...
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At high noon this afternoon, when Donald Trump agreed to become the 45th President of the United States, at that very same moment, I became a Founding Member of the MOB. No, no. Not the mob of Lucky, Bugsy, Nucky and Tony. I’m too late to be a founding member of that branch. My MOB...
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‘Beating the rush’ took on a whole new meeting late Monday night into early Tuesday morning in Tampa. Don’t get me wrong, I’m the last guy that wants to get stuck in a parking lot for two hours after a ballgame or event. It’s one of my three recurring nightmares along side failing my New...
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“Go ahead and put your golf shoes on,” my wife said to me. Ah, that Andi Berger. Always looking out for me. Despite it being 19 degrees in Birmingham Saturday morning, with a wind chill of about nine, she wanted me to lace ‘me up. What guy wouldn’t give anything for a gal like that?...
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On paper it seemed like the perfect plan. We haven’t been out for New Year’s Eve in probably a decade. Undoubtedly in our time together we’ve been there, probably done it and frankly we’re getting to old to revel until that wee hour of twelve. But Andi Berger had a lousy 2016. She lost her...
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Does this stuff only happen to me? Can someone please tell me what’s happened to good old customer service and simple common sense. I had an 11:30 am lunch reservation today at our local Ruth’s Chris. It’s not a regular stop for me, but one I probably use three or four times a year for...
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Mom, you would have loved last night. You know it’s not every often me, Mike and Kenny get together anymore. Everyone’s busy doing their own thing and even if we wanted to spend more time with each other we have miles to overcome: I am literally a thousand miles away from Mike in New Jersey...
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It’s said the best day of the year in Alabama to go grocery shopping, get a table without waiting at Cracker Barrel or even drive blindfolded, is the last Saturday of November when Alabama plays Auburn and the state, and it’s five million residents go on television lockdown for three-plus hours. Alabama v Auburn is...
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A sure sign of getting old is when you wake-up (that’s a good thing) on a beautiful Saturday morning in Alabama and you are thankful for two things: college football and you’re not living in Mississippi. So, as your alma mater stinks and the Jets season once again for all practical playoff purposes is over,...
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On Trilogy Eve: As sport trilogies go, for my generation, it didn’t get any bigger or more dramatic or intense than the three Ali-Frazier fights. These were great fighters who not only disliked each other but we, the public, also took sides, not always for the right reason. As sport trilogies go, for today’s generation,...
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