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The "All Things Iowa" Thread

My one at bat at Field of Dreams was a ground ball, very disappointing.

But back then it was before they made it into a huge baseball field like it is today. Back then the only outfield was left field and it was full of families walking around while people were taking turns getting at bats. Very weird and completely unsafe, but that's why those were the good old days.
 
B.J. Armstrong and I attended the same HS.

That is all.
I ran into BJ Armstrong at Ada's Deli in Deerfield after we both attended the Bulls Christmas game earlier in the day. Used to be the perfect Jewish Christmas back in the 90s. Go to the Bulls game during the day and then head to a deli or Chinese restaurant for dinner on the way home. Rinse and repeat for the entire dynasty.
 
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I ran into BJ Armstrong at Ada's Deli in Deerfield after we both attended the Bulls Christmas game earlier in the day. Used to be the perfect Jewish Christmas back in the 90s. Go to the Bulls game during the day and then head to a deli or Chinese restaurant for dinner on the way home. Rinse and repeat for the entire dynasty.


BJ is Jewish?
 
Would completely ruin his legacy and be a big FU to his College and Olympic coach. With the NIL, college sports are going downhill fast.

He wants to be with the winners and win a team natty.

Don't be such a baby
 
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Hawkit's livin large these days...

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yes we walk around with about 6 of them on our noses and pass them out to children if they've been good and then they can either eat them or try and ring toss them back on our noses.


When you walked around Chicago with your Star of David necklace, did you ever get mistaken for a Folks Nation gang member?
 
When you walked around Chicago with your Star of David necklace, did you ever get mistaken for a Folks Nation gang member?
no, but true story. I used to have a really nice Swedish national team hockey jersey (yellow with the 3 blue crowns) and I was wearing it around my neighborhood in the city during the mid 90s. A friend of mine who grew up in the rough part of town happened to be walking by and saw me from a distance. When we got closer he ran over to me and told me I should really take the jersey off or else someone is gonna think I'm in the Latin Kings and decide to shoot me for being in the wrong territory.
 
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