The Blagojevich story

Lots of people have their own stories about our former Governor, here's mine:



Sunday, September 23rd, 2007 was a blue-sky day and a sports lover's dream. The Cubs were cruising, it was the last home game of the season, Zambrano was pitching, and there was a Bears game later that night. I was at Wrigley before the first pitch for a change (Kat's family's season tickets, Sec. 17, awesome seats, with lots of room in front.. like the exit row ont he airplane) with friends Heather and Kat, who in pure Chicago fashion were taking the train to Soldier Field for the Bears game later that evening. I mention this because they had bags with a change of clothes with them for round two later that day.

So as we get to our seats, our Governor, Rod Blagojevich, is on the field with his family, waving to the feisty crowd and he is getting BOOOOOED big time. I felt bad for his 2 kids. Patti looked mortified. I didn't even know what he was doing on the field (singing national anthem? couldn't find his seats?) but was quickly distracted by the Bud vendor.
Two ice cold beers-- I mean outs-- later, I was turned to Kathryn on my right when I felt someone on my left. And usually NO ONE is allowed to pass in front of our seats. Emily, our dear usher, sees to that.
And I turn and it's Blagojevich. With Patti in tow.
"Oh, HI, Rod!" I say. To the Governor.
He looks a little shocked and is trying to get by us but is tripping over the stuff at our feet.
"I see you running in my neighborhood all the time!" I continue. Which I do, with a police escort on a bike. Did.
This sort of gets his attention. He pauses and puts his hand ON KATHRYN'S KNEE.
"Well," he begins, "I had to stop running for awhile 'cause I hurt my leg." He takes his hand off Kathryn and points somewhere near his knee. "But I'm still working out, though."
Rest assured, our Governor is getting his exercise.
Cubs won that game 8-0, but you know how the rest of the season went.
It's all true.
Let me make that perfectly clear.