This is a guest article by author James Ross. Readers know James Ross as an avid golfer, but golf is not his only love. He lives in St Louis and is a big Baseball fan.  The Cardinals have made it to the world series, and game one is set for tomorrow. The series should be an interesting one, the Cardinals and Rangers have played each other on a very limited basis. I believe that it was some six or  seven years ago since they last played against each other. Here is what the characters of his fictitious Prairie Winds Golf Course had to say on the subject….. and this is straight from the reserved back booth in the clubhouse:

Fred was the first one in the clubhouse at Prairie Winds Golf Course. His mammoth body, red flat top and freckled face was normally the first thing that J Dub, the head pro, saw after the sun rose on the horizon. He was as much of a staple at the course as the greens and tee boxes. After his night shift was over at the auto plant he raced to play golf.

Julie, the chic assistant, hurried to make the coffee as Fred plumped down in the back booth. The springs were contoured to his body. “Can you believe that game last night?” the behemoth said.

“I thought that it ended past your bedtime,” Julie chided.

“I was at the plant working.”

“Don’t pull our leg,” J Dub followed. “We know what you really do when you’re on the job.” It was common knowledge that as the night supervisor Fred got the place up and running and then crawled into his easy chair to catch some z’s.

The cream-filled doughnut caused him to momentarily gag. He waved his arms in the air requesting a drink from Julie as his face reddened. “Slow down big guy. We don’t want to use CPR on you this early in the morning.”

“Have you ever seen a series as exciting as the Cardinal win over the Brewers?” Being from suburban St. Louis the faithful had witnessed a lot of good baseball. “We were left for dead a month and a half ago.”

“They have to be this years’ Cinderella team,” J Dub conceded.

“We were ten games out going into September.” Fred said as he grabbed a napkin and wiped his chin.

“Left for dead,” Julie added. “Now who do we play?”

“The Texas Rangers,” Fred replied. “They’ll have to contain the Redbird Freeze.”

“Huh?”

“That’s the nickname for our lineup and they made a drink with the same name.”

“So how do you make a Redbird Freeze?” Julie hadn’t heard that it was being offered around town.

“Orange juice, grenadine and tequila,” Fred replied.

Julie put her hands on her hips. “That’s a tequila sunrise.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know,” Fred blurted. “It has a couple other liquors in it too. Why don’t you make one for me?”

“It would help if I knew what to put in it.”

“I think it’s like one of those Long Island teas. Put some bourbon and vodka in there.”

“You won’t see the fourth hole if you drink all that,” J Dub said.

Fred shrugged as Julie went to work on the cocktail. “What are our chances of beating Texas?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” Fred said. “Have you seen their lineup? They put it to the Tigers.” He washed down the remains of the doughnut.

“We didn’t do so bad against Milwaukee,” J Dub followed.

“If it is like most of the other games everything will come down to pitching,” Fred replied.

“I thought we won because the rally squirrel ran across the field,” Julie said. “Those t-shirts are everywhere.”

“Our bullpen was out of this world. If they pitch like that against Texas then it will be a good World Series,” Fred said.

“It’s going to be a battle. The Rangers might be more of a team of destiny than the Cardinals,” J Dub said.

“Why do you say that?”

“They lost to the Giants in the World Series last year. That experience has to help them this year.”

“But you kind of get the feeling that the Cardinals are as much of a team of destiny as the Rangers. They had a dozen things go their way in the last month plus they have the best player in baseball.”

The door flew open and a disheveled Pork Chop entered the clubhouse. A Cardinal ball cap was cocked at an angle atop his head and a red uniform jersey was hanging out over his belt line. “How about them Redbirds?!” He pranced around the room tapping fists with the others as Julie served a Redbird Freeze to Fred. “Cardinal Nation will be stoked for this Series. First pitch is Wednesday night!”

I am delighted that James Ross has decided to share the scuttlebutt from the back booth of The Prairie Winds Clubhouse.

You can find out more about James Ross from his web site www.AuthorJamesRoss.com and of course his books are available at better bookstores everywhere, or through Amazon at James Ross

Simon Barrett

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