Was this the ultimate road trip? Recounting three games in two days and 34 hours in the car.
First, a mea culpa. The events of this report resulted from a rather hasty and last minute decision. Hence, I neglected to take my camera so no photos accompany this story. (Yes, my mobile phone has a photo function but it's not a good one and I don’t use it.)
When I was in college or probably even into my forties, this venture would have qualified as a cool road trip. At 61 and accompanied by my 74 year old friend Arnie, it feels more like two codgers (who fortunately haven’t had to argue about when to make the next rest stop) grasping at a YOLO shot at their former glory.