Clare
likes to play Jeopardy! on her birthday because she knows her introduction into
this world coincided with Final Jeopardy (Question: What is haggis?) and I
appeared on the show when she was three (Final Jeopardy Question on which I bet
and lost the farm: What is the Rhodesian Ridgeback?). We’re a family big on tradition.
Apparently,
that now includes a birthday dinner at Frank Thomas’ Big Hurt Brewhouse in
beautiful Berwyn. We were there last
night and met the big man for the third time in a year. He and my daughter talked about bats; she
noticed at the Louisville Slugger Museum that his name wasn’t on the list of
happy customers. Thomas said he didn’t
like the length of their contracts—seven years—and being locked into using
something that might not feel right for him.
“What if I didn’t like the wood?” he asked in the way of a true Hall of
Famer. When we walked into the
restaurant, I had made sure Mr. Thomas knew that one person in our group held
the career record for homeruns in softball at Elmhurst College. That elicited a high-five, a birthday/Christmas
gift that won’t soon be forgotten.
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