I had unfinished business from a few years back when, announcing I was going last minute, Wicked Ortega desperately tried to hook me up with a ROMLB to get a Tony O signature for his collection. I'm a big Tony O fan, too, (Tony O for the Hall!) so I was determined to see this one through. I grabbed a friend to take along, offering to pay for his lunch as bait, and we went through the snow and cold out to the Wild Hog. At first they said the players would hand out cards (bummer), but they gladly signed anything and everything.
So, Wicked, here ya go:
As for me, in addition to picking up signed cards of Glen Perkins and Scott Diamond, I treated myself right.
#6, Tony O!
Have a good one everybody and goodnight Pumpsie Green, wherever you are!
Yup. Right after I left Tony O lost a tooth on a chicken wing at one of the finest establishments in town. Does one laugh or cry?