Anyway, I'm 45 now. I remember the Brewers moving from Seattle to Milwaukee when I was 7 and our annual drive to Milwaukee to sit in the bleachers--my father grew up a frugal man in the Depression in West Allis--and getting bullpen autographs of Brewers relievers like Eddie Rodriguez and (still bullpen coach!) Bill Castro. (I also remember a star starting pitcher of that era stiffing me and all the rest of us kids who wanted an autograph--actually made fun of us...)I do remember the World Series, though oddly (and unfortunately) that was during the one period of my life, back in college at the UW (class of '85), where I just wasn't that interested in baseball.
Anyhow, I now am a professor (speaking of Gilligan's island as some of you were :-)) at a small college in Maine, where all of my students know me as the resident Cheesehead. You know you're getting old when you have to say, as I do to them, "You're too young to remember this, but..." all the time.
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