The arrival of my 75th birthday takes place Saturday. In marriage, 75 is platinum, and in birthdays, it beats the alternative, and in Twin Cities sports writing, it's this:
"Why are you still working? Are you trying to be another Sid?"
Many times you've heard the cliché, "There will never be another one like him (or her)," as a testimonial, right? With Sid Hartman, that's not a cliché.
The real answer for "why" is this:
I'm working FOR the people. The warm messages that arrive regularly (there was another one just a couple of weeks ago) recognizing my relentless support in public forums of all things Minnesota sports. No one could shuffle away willingly from that.
Thus, to mark the completion of Year 75 on Planet Earth, my birthday request is a gift for Minnesota fans.
This can't be a wish for a Lombardi Trophy or a Stanley Cup. Those can't be gifted, only earned.
A gift must be subjective. It must be, "Here it is; take this."