No matter how many times I pack up my equipment for a road trip to broadcast sports, when I get to the edge of town I can’t get past the feeling that I left something.  I mean I have been doing this job for over a decade now, you would think I had the whole process down.  But regardless I have the same weird feeling each time I leave town.  The obvious reason for this is that I have in fact left equipment at the radio station.

One particular time I got to Phillipsburg and started setting everything up before I realized I forgot all the power cords!  After a quick freak out session, I contacted the guy back at the station to meet me half way.  Now for a second let me back track, I have been pulled over in Phillips County more times than in all counties (and states) combined.  I had already been pulled over going into Phillipsburg the first time for a 69 in a 65.  Didn’t get a ticket but a stern warning.  OK back to the story, I met the guy with my equipment and burned my way back to Phillipsburg getting pulled over again, by the same sheriff’s officer.  As he came up to the window it dawned on him this was the same car as earlier, once he recognized me, I explained why I was traveling so fast (74 in a 65) and by the grace of God he let me go.  Pulled over twice in the same day and got away with no tickets either time (guess I should have bought a lottery ticket).

Thanks to the kindness of the sheriff’s officer I got back to the gym just in time, set up my equipment to begin the broadcast, only to say something so ridiculous that the guy helping me with the broadcast couldn’t control his laughter got up and left for 15 minutes.  I can’t put down what I said that day…could get me in trouble if taken the wrong way!

Any way I will hit the road for Liberal Friday, and many more road trips after that, and still when I hit the edge of town I will start thinking that I did leave something and probably pull over and check once again.