1-April-2006

Saucy’s, Manitowoc, Wisconsin

We got the call from the venerable manager of the Milwaukee Brewers Ned Yost asking us to come and play at Saucy’s and welcome in the beginning of the Brewers’s 2006 season. Granted, Ned gets pretty annoying always asking us for favors (will we pinch hit, play at Miller Park, wax Yount’s fu Manchu, etc.), but we decided to cut him a break and play from 6-9 in a bar packed with rabid Brewer fans who decimated brats and beers in proportions that would make Cecil Fielder blush—that is if he isn’t still hiding in basements from creditors and not talking to his son Prince.

Yost is a clever man, don’t get me wrong. After we played at Saucy’s the Brewers started out the season on their biggest win streak since the Molitor and Yount fueled 1987 team, and we’d be lying if we didn’t think ole’ Clovis Mann’s motivational rock didn’t have something to do with it. You see, baseball is incredibly psychological game…it’s all about cold streaks, hot streaks, John Jaha’s “streaks,” and performing well under pressure—well, a good ole’ blast of down home rock ‘n’ roll music just happens to be enough to light a fire in Brewer land, and I’m sure that was Yost’s impetus for giving us a ring all the way along. It was nice of him to throw in all those Brewer things to raffle away too, even if the Yost bobble-head doll looked like it had a lazy eye.

Granted, Clovis Mann does our part for the sport of heavy wooden objects, red man, and ‘roids, and this year, we’re gonna take the central division out of from under the unibrowed eyes of Albert Pujols and the rest of St. Louis Dirty Birds (look close, he’s got a unibrow).

We won’t be surprised to hear from Ned again…hopefully it’ll be in October.