Just got off a flight from St Louis to LaGuardia. About halfway through the flight, I noticed that the elderly man sitting directly across the aisle from me was wearing a very large diamond ring with the Yankees logo on it. I thought, "damn, that's a World Series ring." So, I snuck a glance at him. It was Joe Torre.
He managed the Braves in 1982 during my last season as an upper level usher at Atlanta-Fulton County. But he didn't seem to recognize me.
Or maybe he just wanted to respect my privacy.
He managed the Braves in 1982 during my last season as an upper level usher at Atlanta-Fulton County. But he didn't seem to recognize me.
Or maybe he just wanted to respect my privacy.
