And to be sure, that game was also memorable for the freakish spectacle caused by our favorite little Bloomington Kennedy alum, Kent Hrbek. While chasing a Gene Larkin foul, gentleman Kent bored a collie-sized divot in foul territory. Behold:
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Rumors that Kent is being contacted by organizers of the coming ice age to gouge out new river beds and landforms in Minnesota are completely untrue. |
Here's to Kent embracing the idea that being a sportsman can also include activity that burns megacalories, and not just arcing a flycast rod over the waters of Itasca. Love ya, ya big lug!
May your taters fly far,
Twinkler Out
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