We jumped on the bus and headed to Milwaukee for a tailgate party and trip to the Brewer’s game.

It was Lyle Overbay bobble head night. While engrossed in conversation, security descended on the row in front of me. A testosterone, beer fueled discussion unfolded.

Fan 1: “He came down here and said ‘If you try to take my bobble head again, I’ll woop your f*cking a*s'”

Fan 1: “I don’t what the hell he’s talking about”

Back and forth it went, till Security politely ordered everyone to calm down and get back to their seats or be ejected from the park. The men complied immediately, knowing full well there are no beer stands outside the park.

I was a tad disappointed everyone simmered down. I was looking forward to telling the story about how I survived a bobble head ball at the Brewers baseball game.