I still remember the first time I was caught speeding. I was driving through Nevada, at a somewhat impressive speed. (By the way, in case any of you were curious, my Saturn’s engine tops out at 103mph.) The police officer was pretty cool though. On the ticket he wrote that I was only going 5 mph over the speed limit, instead of…well…a lot more. He did so because he noticed I was a Giants fan. Yup. My die-hard baseball allegiance saved me a couple hundred dollars and some points on my license. And that, boys and girls, is yet another reason why choosing the right baseball team is so very important.
Funny! If you ever want to break that 103 barrier…. The governor in my car allegedly slows the car down at 130…