Hey everybody, how are we all doing today? I received a nice surprise yesterday when I was told I'd be jumping on a plane today to Salt Lake City, Utah to participate in the Triple-A All-Star Game. I guess it's like they say, better late than never. I woke up this morning at 4 AM to head to the airport for what was suppose to be a total of seven hours of flight time. Unfortunately, both of my flights were delayed because of plane issues and the trip took just under nine. This got me thinking.
Why when your plane is delayed because of a mechanical problem do they always let you know specifically what the problem is? "Ladies and gentleman, we are having some problems with our aircraft today. It seems the right engine doesn't want to cooperate this morning and the left wing is partly detached from the body. We are going to have maintenance come out here with some superglue and see if we can get this thing put back together. Sorry for the delay." Now I have to fly across the country wondering the whole time what type of glue they used and if its strong enough to keep me in the air for six hours. Just tell us that the plane is delayed and for how long and that's it. I don't want to know specifics.
Anyways, the engine stayed on the entire time and it must have been some bad ass glue because I did arrive safely. I'll be heading over to the team hotel with one of my teammates Tom Milone to find out exactly what the deal is for the next few days. I believe we have the home run derby tonight, but for some reason me and my three home runs weren't invited. Too bad it wasn't a "seeing-eye single" derby. I'd dominate that shit.
I hope everyone enjoys the beginning of the new week and I will talk with you all after I get some much needed shut eye.