ty on Saturday night (in San Diego!) was briefly halted so somebody could announce the shocking 6-5 Game Six victory.

Posted by: Ken Layne at October 28, 2002 07:11 PM

Ken -- Great, ain't it? You should see the pictures of the guy from that period -- angular, handsome as a devil, usually smiling, full of energy. I'll scan & post some once Emmanuelle gets back from the Lindhs'.

Unfortunately, the letter is one of only a few, at least that we know of so far....

And I still can't believe the Angels. I keep reading and re-reading the stories, to make sure they're true..... I've always been a Laker fan, too, but so has half the basketball world. Plus, they're from Minneapolis & Inglewood & Hollywood & L.A., as opposed to my (red) neck of the woods, and they win championships every year. And baseball is my first religion.

It's hard to wrap my mind around having my team, which is assumed to be bad and/or unlucky, suddenly break through like this, with a roster of largely local guys who are entertaining as hell, and probably at the Ye Rustic Inn as we speak, throwing down Budweiser & shots. They won, and they won in a commendable fashion, too.....

Posted by: Matt Welch at October 28, 2002 07:46 PM

What great short, strong, American writing. The type they try to drive out of us at every opportunity during schooling. Reminds me of reading, or even talking to, my Grandparents (Montana folk).

Posted by: Juan Gato at October 28, 2002 09:27 PM

I particularly liked the exclamation, "Nuts." Or, as Marlowe sometimes says it, "Nerts!"

Posted by: Greg at October 29, 2002 09:02 AM

DEFINITELY put up a picture. I want to see what this man looked like.

I love words from the past, especially the informal ones.

Posted by: Keith at October 29, 2002 11:48 AM
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