All photos of Memphis available on Flickr.
I spent yesterday morning sleeping off the effects of the night before while
Peter took care of business with the blog. We then left Beth's house around 1 PM and headed up the road to Waffle House. Soon, with full stomachs and a full tank of gas, we hit the road for Memphis. Our 6 1/2 hour drive turned into almost 8 hours when we took a wrong turn in Birmingham, Alabama. Our side trip did have one benefit, however. As we were looking for the freeway out of Birmingham we passed Rickwood Stadium, the oldest ballpark in the United States. It was locked up and no longer in use, but we spent a few minutes walking around the outside. We were then able to figure out where we were and which way we were headed and started out again for Memphis.
We checked into our hotel and rested for a bit, then headed for downtown. We spent the evening walked up Beale Street and went into the place that was the most jumping, the Rum Boogie Cafe. There was a pretty decent blues band on stage and we downed a couple Pabsts and Peter had some gumbo while we listened. Once the band wrapped up we were going to hit the road but then head about a bar down the street that had $1 Pabst on tap. After finishing a couple of pints, we then called it a night and went back to the hotel.Peter is feeling it this morning so I've got to drag him out of bed. Today we're going to checkout Graceland and Sun Studios and maybe the Civil Rights museum if we have time, then we'll be on the lawn for the Redbirds game tonight.
touch with baseball when his childhood heroes Robin Yount, Paul Molitor, and Jim Gantner retired but the Great Home Run Chase of 1998 reignited his passion. As a student at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, Erik became involved with the campus chapter of Habitat for Humanity. With this group Erik traveled to Portland, OR and Baltimore, MD to work on construction projects and help the group raise $25,000 to partially sponsor a house in Milwaukee. Also at UWM, Erik met Peter Nagel. The two attended their first Brewers game together during Opening Weekend 2003. Despite their failure to ignite the coals at their first tailgate, the two had a blast and were soon making weekly trips to the ballpark. Erik has gone on to several colleges and changed careers several times, and has moved all the way out to New Hampshire, but has always stayed true to his baseball roots by holding part-time stadium usher jobs. To this day he looks back fondly on his incredible cross-country journey.
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