Thome's Homies, circa 2007

So it's been about 1 year ago to the day when we started this stupid little blog with a post titled, Thome's Homies. Clarke and crew came to town, and Thome hit the biggest ball I'd ever seen in person.

A few weeks ago, Jim was back in town, perhaps for the last time in his career. And since Jimmy missed out on this year's trip, we actually got a few quality shots after dinner, minus the lean-ins.

Can't go without saying once again...Jim's the man. Coolest, most down-to-earth athlete you'd ever want to meet. Baseball could use a few more like him. More Thomes and less Man-Rams...and I'd be a much bigger fan of the game.

For those pals I'd been promising pictures to, here ya go:

Thome's Homies 07

Misc. notes from the weekend:

Clarke has officially taken over the reigns of the delicate flower, refusing to even try a Primanti's sandwich. I believe the comment was somewhat Bucky-esque, "I don't like cole slaw," and then he said something under his breath about fries on the sandwich being "crazy."

Tony's Cheesesteak, on the other hand, never stood a chance.

Ran into Bob Costas on the way to Bettis' joint. I admit I've never been the biggest fan, but he was about as nice as could be. Very cool dude, at least up to the point where he tried to run off with one of our Bobbleheads...


Oh, and speaking of Bettis, nice little place that Grille 36. The food looked delicious, but we were still a little bloated from beers and nachos to try anything besides the booze. The one-way mirrors that look out onto the bar from the bathrooms are pretty cool, if not unique.

Bicks spent about 5 hours in the Pittsburgh during his visit, and had a little "Jimmy" in him at Fatheads, ordering the entire left side of the menu...

Oh, and thanks to the fine people at Ciao Baby. After a nice little dinner Friday night, we'd tried to find a cab (I'd warned y'all about the cab situation in the Burgh). Anyways, after cooking us dinner, the chef gave us a ride back to the Westin.

And I don't want to sound like I'm picking on anyone, so I won't mention any names, but somebody likes to get a little girl drink drunk off the cosmos at Bosonova.