OAK RIDGE, Tenn. — Ah, yes, here we are at yet another wonderful Comfort Courtyard DoubleTree Inn and Suites motel.
We’re here for a weekend baseball tournament, I think. Or is it a soccer tournament? Heck, it’s the middle of the night, and I can’t even remember which youth sports caravan we are rolling with at the moment.
All I know is that I’m in a tiny double bed, and there’s a strange hand (not connected to my wife) draped across my face that smells like shredded cheese from the salad bar at the nearby Ruby Tuesday.
Yuck!
I fling my 9-year-old son’s arm off my head, and in a flash of clarity I remember that the alarm is set for 6:30 a.m. so we can rush to an 8 a.m. consolation-bracket baseball game in the Atomic City Clash — or is it the Atomic City Bash? (No, wait, the “bash” was in Birmingham last year, and that was soccer, not baseball.)