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Here's a story. When George went into the Baseball HOF, I made the pilgrimage to Cooperstown to see his induction (1999 I think). Anyway, this was in August, the ceremony was held in a public park in Cooperstown. Probably 20 or 30 thousand people. Like a big Woodstock. I was probably 500 yards from the stage. George looked like a speck, like a little ant, waaaaaaay across this big park meadow. I could hear him on the loudspeakers. So I travel 1500 miles to see him, and I'm barely in the same area code.
A week later there's a pre-season game at Arrowhead. I'm in my seat in the front row, over the stairs where the players come up onto the field. During pre-game, who pops up the stairs but none other than.... George Brett. I called to him, and he turned around and came over. I told him a week earlier I went all the way to Cooperstown to see him, and couldn't get near him, and now a week later I'm standing here talking to him in KC. He shook my hand and thanked me for making the trip. Just goes to show ya, you never know from week to week what's possible!
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