David Murphy of the Texas Rangers held open the door for me and my friend Momma Wolg this morning. Go Rangers (although I usually like the Dodgers)! What a precious family he has.
When I returned home, I told Mr. Incredible about my brush with the major leaguer. He wailed, "Oh no! Another baseball player. That's it for me. I'm out on the curb now." I quickly corrected him, "What are you talking about? You're already out on the curb."
Then he teased me about being a former baseball groupie, diamond doll, etc... And I shut up real quick because that part was a little true in college. And because I needed to get out of there and go look up David Murphy's stats. Go Rangers! (Isn't that obligatory right now if you live in Texas?)