So, this will be my attempt at a funny story from our Dover trip. Last Thursday, we were hanging out at the RV – getting pumped for the following three days of NASCAR action. Our neighbors, who arrived late Wednesday were just getting set up and grilling breakfast …. how cool is that? If you cook your breakfast on a grill …. you’re a REAL sports fan.
These folks were from New Jersey, or as they call it “Joyzee.” I overhead them talking about their love for the Mets, as they grilled some “pork roll” sandwiches. Trust me, it’s damn good stuff. Since they were already talking baseball, I decided to chime in with my Orioles’ “tales of misery.” I was quickly the running joke of their camp.
At NASCAR tracks, the camping faithful are packed in like sardines – so, you’d better like your neighbor and find some common ground. Luckily, for me, it was a win/win situation. After some bantering, I mentioned “Free The Birds” …. as well as WNST. As soon as I mentioned this, a voice came shouting from an adjacent RV ….
“Hey, are you Nasty Nestor?” This is a question I’ve heard many times before. Thus, I must ask, “Do I look like Nestor?” I’m tipping the scales at nearly 200 pounds and Nestor could be holding a 25 pound dumbbell in each hand and he might approach this plateau. I’m bald – not by choice, and Nestor has hair – pretty hair, may I add.
Now, as you can see from the pics, these guys were all measurably larger than me. Thus, I politely informed them that I was NOT Nestor. However, we all chatted about “Free The Birds”, which everyone had heard about. We are talking about a collection of sports fans from four states, altogether, and everyone has heard of last year’s march by the FTB Army.
Needless to say, I lived in harmony with my neighbors. They were good people …. Pops, Deb, Elwood, Jeff, Melissa and the other brother (who looks like Jeff). Thanks for the memories. Wear the shirts in good health …. they’ve promised to wear their new “Free The Birds” shirts to a Mets game and send me the pics.
Much obliged …. and for the record, I’m convinced these “Joyzee” folks never met a Coors Light can they didn’t like.