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Don’t flip out, but go fully ‘yard’ with Yardley, as both business and baseball beckon

Lets rock hard and just get in it for the hard sell this weekend, (and that’s no April Fool!):
— This is just flippin’ crazy. North Hudson resident Burt Yardley will be on the DIY national TV network on Saturday night, April 1, for the newest episode of First Time Flippers. Houses that is. Burt works at First American Bank, one of a conglomeration of financial institutions on Hudson’s south side going toward the industrial park, and has been a licensed mortgage broker since 2011. What better place to view him doing his thing than the sports bars that are his ol’ North Hudson stomping grounds, such as Kozy Korner, which has his prime-time event promoted on their sign, forsaking sports for the moment. The show starts at 8 p.m. And then there is another showdown a couple of days or so later, as the Twins and Brewers play out their (afternoon) openers. Why not view it locally, as you can see Minnesota try to dethrone a Royal Lefty ?
— This to report on the front of, on St. Patrick’s Day everyone is Irish. The Hunyuks really lived it out while playing to a shoulder-to-shoulder crowd at Bobtown Brewhouse on the Saturday after the Irish holiday, following the downtown Roberts parade they helped sponsor. At least one of their sets was heavy on American Irish music, broadly defined by one of my local sources as the tuneage fancied by real Irish immigrants back in the day, when they were longing for their homeland after landing in American ports such as New York.
— Not that kind of music, but the whole raft of country rock, modern and traditional country, and classic rock will all be the order of the day(s) at the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt this weekend, with the Country Outlaws taking the stage on Friday night and Still Runnin’ on Saturday night. Update the rock a bit with Good For Gary at the Smilin’ Moose on Friday night.
— And make it rock hard at Dick’s Bar and Grill by ordering, with an edge but also on a first-name basis, a Henry’s hard soda in the advertised flavors of grape and orange, and also kiwi! Just kidding on that last flavor. But flavors you might not be able to resist are part of the Avon 39 Wing Battle, as part of the walk to end breast cancer, a feast that takes place with seven different venues vying for the crown, stretching from the Bungalow in Lakeland, to Bobtown in Roberts. The two-month food battle will officially reach its midway point on April 1, and even though its April Fools Day, we wouldn’t kid about something as serious as kicking breast cancer.

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