New receipe; Old Man Stew in the Desert

Went down to Scottsdale AZ with a bunch of old baseball buddies for four days and nights. Our goal was to assist Kenny Knutson in his new job as pitching coach at ASU. I think we did a good job of getting in the way of his new job, drinking everything in site, hurting ourselves and losing golf balls. Generally had a good time.

Joining me in attendance were Gibby, Mike Carr, Six, Apple Sijer, BP and Mac. We came, we ate, we golfed, we drank and we talked. Ears were burning, noses were burning and skin was burning. The damage was somewhat tamer due to age, we didn't get kicked out of anywhere, and don't believe anything you heard - we WON every fight we got into with stray cacti.

Yeah, but you should see what the cactus tree looks like NOW!

BP cheating the group by getting extra winks. Apparently this is NOW part of his warm up routine, and it still takes forever to get him ready.

Kenny trying work one of his cell phones. After the second person lost their cell phone (Coug and BP) Kenny surprised us all with the fact that he keeps a back up cell phone.

Sijer, as fit and ready as ever. Still displaying the killer guns that made him and Larry Bird famous.

BP telling Mike about what his score "coulda' been' without the penalty strokes.

A quick call to the front desk and this desert critter was whisked out of the hot tub, no questions asked.

Breakfast, the only healthy meal and moment of our days.

Gibby and Sij deep in discussion. Keep your eye on the Crown Royal bottle. We had two at the table, and they disappeared faster than the golf balls from my bag.


Two Mikes pacing themselves during a great story telling night. Note the one empty in the center. We were halfway there!

Not sure if this is the view off the back of the Condo, or a picture of one of my tee shots. I think it must be a tee shot and you can almost see the ball fading over that last rock.