Twelve years ago I was lucky enough to be at the Nebraska vs. Missouri game where one of the greatest plays in college football history took place. For those reading outside of Nebraska, or Missouri, you can catch up here and here.

Ever since that game, I've carried my ticket around in my wallet (still to this day, I have no clue why). So I came up with the idea to have mom and dad get Matt to sign it since they sit behind him at the basketball games. I'm sure his ego didn't need any more boosting, but there goes that.

In other random news I've been playing a lot of golf this year. And by a lot I mean that I've been out four or five times so far, and it's not even May. So far I have more 300+ yard drives (2) than I do birdies (1). In efforts to focus more on the short game, I went out and bought new golf clubs. Why? Because I joined a golf league at work. Personally, for someone who swore off golf because I thought it would ruin my baseball swing, I never thought this day would come.

So with giving up baseball, I had a "tryout", if you will, for a more competitive softball league at work last night. In my first time playing in three years I went 3-4 with my only out caught on the warning track. Maybe my goal for the rest of the year will be to hit over three times my weight.

I know the blog postings have been sparse so far this year, but they are going to be even more rare as Christi and I are heading back to Nebraska next week. I'll make up for it by posting a stellar blog right before we leave ...