James Overstreet is the male version of the old saying, "If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy."
"Mama" was mad at me after he got hungry this morning, then discovered I'd bought him an egg salad sandwich instead of a tuna salad sandwich in the convenience store, where we stopped to gas up on the way to the takeoff.
Egg salad, tuna salad — what's the difference when you're rolling the dice on food poisoning like that?
"Egg salad!" Overstreet said. "I HATE that s*#t."
Luckily for me, Overstreet had some buddies around to remedy a bad situation. When I was blogging under the 109 bridge yesterday, Overstreet met some guys who were following the pros in the downpour — Jerry Thomas, Todd Culpepper and his 13-year-old son, Cal, and Cal's friend, Evan Burton, 14.
I had a big Cuban sandwich that I was getting ready to split, so Overstreet would quit complaining, when Culpepper offered him a homemade chicken salad sandwich.
"Mama" is happy again, thank goodness.
In the top photo, Cal Culpepper hands James Overstreet a sandwich, with Todd Culpepper's approval.
In the second photo, from left, are Evan Burton, Jerry Thomas, Cal Culpepper and Todd Culpepper. They have been following the Elite Series pros through rain or shine the last two days.