June 9^th, 2012 

 I love numerology…..I have added, multiplied and divided the numbers on license plates since I was in 4^th grade. I make words using the letters, ideally in the order of the letters…..then the car goes by and I try it again. Imagine my excitement when personalized plates came out……got to figure out words like they do on Wheel of Fortune…..I think it goes without saying my ability to track dates of various Grateful Dead shows and recant the nuances of the show, the town, the drive in or out, the camping scene is legendary, by many other’s admission…… but mostly it’s the numbers. ….well, Thursday, after mentioning Larry Bird and Kareem as # 33’s, I throw out Jim Brown (no slouch, to be sure) as my pick for #32…….well, I blew it, and as the world works, my “shoulda’  been choice for #32” Bill Walton calls me……on Day 32! You can’t make this stuff up. By the by, Bill and I share a love of numbers and their infinite twists. He can’t recall dates of shows like me, or maybe even where, but I chalk that up to years of NCAA and NBA traveling, dates, arenas, hotels…..and for those not in the know, NO ONE will ever wear #32 at UCLA again, ever!

Since he didn’t know the error of my ways, I didn’t have to apologize for naming Jim Brown, but I am switching over to Bill Walton for Friday’s tag.

Which brings up a cool idea…..a sports figure for every number as we descend to victory. Pat Alongi, SCU ’79 told me to look forward to Willie Mays, Joe Montana, Steve Young and even the non-illustrious Dorrell Wright of the Warriors, who wears #1. We can do better than that for number one, but the others sound great to me.

Next on the list, #31 (Monday’s target) and I am going to throw out the name Reggie Miller. I invite my sports fiends to offer up other names for other numbers, everyone has to have an identity. The above #’s 24, 16, 8 are now assigned. More points for Bay Area legends! I will have Sam track this, and as we walk in the garage door from yet another treatment, we tear it away, revealing the next one.

Listen, there is pretty much zero fun in this whole process, so play along, would ya’?!??!

On another note, the lasers shooting down from directly above align to the circled X’s on my mask, insuring they don’t radiate my eyeball instead of my throat……so they can stay, I’m good with them.

At the conclusion of Friday’s treatment, I stand at Reggie Miller….I don’t suspect he is going to call me over the weekend, but stranger things have happened.

I’ll check back soon. Y’all’s feedback has been great, inspiring me to continue and be more frequent, which I will do.

TS