If you hang out at Guv’s Place in Houlton, you’re likely to come across a former baseball pitcher who like some chooses to throw underhand in darts, but has the same fastball that breaks off their tips.
Oh, one thing. It’s a she.
Near the start of her sporting career, Lisa Segelstrom excelled at being a baseball chucker (overhand), to start a series of decades where she made a name for besting the guys.
These days, Segelstrom, 50, of Somerset, continues in that mode by going beyond umpiring in things like slo-pitch leagues; rather in more competitive contests like under-18 mens baseball, in the Hudson area and the Twin Cities suburbs. She does it all as an ump for all kinds of leagues.
A difference she cites is that she gets to wear the full gear such as a mask. Segelstrom says one thing she enjoys about it is — despite being a woman in a predominantly man’s activity — she gets to be in charge and tell the guys what the call is.
Segelstrom entered tryouts and was a first round pick, as an overhand pitcher, in an effort to establish a regional team for a veritable League Of Their Own. The Women’s National Adult Baseball Association was to be based in California and have a Twin Cities franchise, for which she would play, and up to seven other teams across the country. Segelstrom had the ability to blow a fastball by you and also hit the corners with her pitches, just like other Big League pitchers, and she even had a “hovering knuckleball.”
During tryouts, held at Bryn Mawr Park in Minneapolis, she was featured in a four-column photo on the front sports page for the Minneapolis-based Star-Tribune. Segelstrom, who’s tall and angular and lean — to a degree where some call her “spiderwomen” — was shown on the mound uncorking a pitch, with about a dozen other hopefuls behind her. In all, thirty women tried out that day.
That was 20 years ago. That particular part of the dream, before the umpiring, was shortly-lived however. First, a lack of numbers meant that the Twin Cities franchise folded. Second, Segelstrom was in a car crash and suffered several broken leg bones, so her playing days, throwing either overhand or underhand, were cut short. She’d have to show ’em how to do it from behind the plate, again, while wearing a mask.
“There has been no other (such women’s league) till this day,” she said, adding that teams continue in California and Texas, where she was tempted to move. “That (discontinuation) was heartbreaking for me.”
Segelstrom says that some other farm league players, over the years, have told her she is their idol. The most vocal of that group, Dan King, plays for the Minnnesota Senators, a 35-and-over amateur baseball team that’s only a step down in prominence from the St. Paul Saints.
“She’s a baseball player and I’m a baseball player. She’s an umpire and I’m an umpire,” King said about how he met Segerstrom, who he added is heads and tails above anyone else in her situation. “She has a high skill level, much better than most. And she really hustles to make the calls.”
In fact, Segelstrom got King his first umpiring job, and she soon may add umping games for his league to her repetoire. She has done things in the sport that few if any women have done in the region, King added.
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September 19th, 2014September 12th, 2014
These are food and music events that can stick to your ribs:
— Can’t wait for the revelry that goes with St. Patrick’s Day? Well, Woody’s in Bayport has taken note of the time of year on the calendar and next week offers what they bill as their halfway to St. Patty’s Day event. It will feature a corned beef and cabbage dinner, of course, and also Irish beer specials. And for those challenged by such charting, the halfway event is defined as being on Sept. 17 and 18.
This is much like another halfway-to-it offering, that through local e-clubs for which you can sign up, that give you an early birthday. Most noteworthy is the free deep dish pizza from the award winners for such fare at Green Mill.
— It’s also time of year for the fifth annual rib fest at Willow River Saloon and Carbone’s in Burkhardt, outdoors in the nice cool fall weather that compliments it well. For admission of $10 on Saturday, Sept. 13, people can sample ribs and a variety of sauces, as well as chow down potato salad and beans, all for a series of good causes. There will be microbrews on hand for sampling, as well as other beverages available through the Saloon, raffle, vendors and plenty of live music both during the event and that evening by Generation a “90 percent country song” band starting at 9 p.m. The fest itself runs from 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. It is co-sponsored by the Hudson Lions Club, and fund-raiser proceeds go to local scholarships and humanitarian needs.
— Soloist Trandy Blue has been having a recurring gig at the Village Inn in North Hudson on Saturdays starting at 4 p.m. It is on the patio, weather permitting, or just a few steps inside the door, which is fitting this time of year because it’s also right in front of the NFL helmet display. A standout song at a recent performance was a cover of Paula Abdul. Speaking of covers, Trandy Blue is also a photographer and who knows, might have gotten a shot or two of Abdul during her American Idol judging days.
September 9th, 2014
From The Body to The Arnold, and we’ve got a Hunch there’s more …
— A regular patron at Dick’s Bar and Grill was a high school classmate of wrestler, governor and litigant Jesse Ventura, although we presume more attentive to his studies, (a member of the debate team and near the top of his class, rather than a consumate jock). Meanwhile, a few stools down and not to be outdone, a former sniper was describing in great detail the science of shooting, such as the fact that a bullet’s course can be changed slightly by things such as the gravitational pull between two mountains and the subsequent drop in air pressure between them. His language was technical enough that eyes glazed over. Can’t we just hear something out of an action movie, such as descriptions of Navy SEALS doing their thing? If Jesse is listening, be careful what you say.
— If that weren’t enough, a Village Inn patron revealed that a buddy of his knows a weightlifting friend of Arnold Schwarzenegger, and had scored an invitation to The Arnold’s wedding. But not everyone can be on a first-name basis with this non-girlie-man. One of the Minnesota Vikings, Fred Evans, was joking with the media about how he got his rock-hard body, referencing imagined workouts with Hercules and Sylvester Stallone, (OK, if you’re a Viking, we almost expect you to be a bit dillusional). But what, no workouts with Schwarzenegger? “He was unavailable,” Evans said.
— At the Village Inn and also the Smilin’ Moose, a pair of bartenders both used the same words, that they got their “butts kicked” on a recent Saturday with customer overflow from the Euro-car show and a Packer preseason game. In the latter case at The Village, they were the only ones with a monopoly on the game telecast.
— As preseason unfolded, a man fan at Dick’s got a special offer in response to his Goldilocks braid, Viking hat and horns get-up. A woman said to him, “I could braid you for real.” He responded, “Don’t you do that to my hair. Just do it to your own.”
— An X marks the spot, in the case of the names of the ex-king and court of North Hudson Pepper Festival. This crosshatching was literally drawn across the front of their signatures, to obscure them, as the ownership of, and bragging rights for, that five-foot-high ceremonial green pepper was being transferred. Or as one out-of-towner thought it was, a green apple.
— And speaking of things prominent in The Village, what is it with all the good guys passing on? The death of the man known simply as Hunch was observed in a three-hour Friday morning ceremony at The Village, a place where he was a fixture and with whom his name will be forever intertwined. I never knew Hunch well, but he always welcomed me to his home away from home. I have a hunch that I know where he is right now.
— On a hunch, I sang karaoke at Ground Zero during River Falls Days, namely some Iron Maiden. Even though that is very Old School, many of the very young guys listening on the dance floor really got into it and strutted their stuff. They then got on stage themselves and did a killer version of Queen’s Bohemian Raspsody, not an easy one to pull off, which set the stage for several such quality renderings. Meanwhile, there were chalk markings all over the sidewalks announcing the impending arrival of the new and improved “new Boomers,” which is actually named Moonshiners, and promises to have expanded hours.
— During a late-night weekend foray, I saw a man wearing reflective construction garb waving people on at the corner of Walnut and Second streets, where there had been major road work done and a big sign said to watch your step. I thought to myself, the city and its work crews must really be putting safety at a premium to be out this late waving on traffic. On my way back home, I found I had been barking up the wrong tree, since there were a couple of joggers with similar reflective clothing going down the main drag. This, indeed, was the weekend of the annual Ragnar race, which features hundreds of miles of 24-hour relay running and cuts through Hudson in the wee hours.
From Sun Mountain and multi-faceted, he doesn’t fiddle away the time
September 9th, 2014It’s one of the most prized concerts of each year, and despite a hint a couple of years ago that he might be retiring, the band plays on when led by Dick Solberg, the Sun Mountain Fiddler.
Solberg and the group that accompanies him play an annual gig at Dick’s Bar and Grill, usually in the late summer or fall, when they pass through on their yearly national tour that starts in their home base out on the coast. (They were just back in town). It is typically their only stop in the western Wisconsin and Twin Cities area, an arrangement forged by Solberg’s longtime friendship with the management at Dick’s. Solberg, termed a World Class Fiddler, has been making this stop since before the turn of the millenium.
But there’s more to Solberg’s shows then scathing and creative use of the fiddle, ala Charlie Daniels. His band, which consists of several members of varying ethnicities playing a variety of instruments, hits almost every genre, and rips through songs with other types of stringed instruments, as well. When the full band is playing, they take up the entire width of the Dick’s stage, and even the top corners by the TVs with a couple of tall timber instrumentalists. (Think a popular bass player from back in the day with the rock band Deviant Distraction, known as simply Tall Paul, who goes all of 6-foot-8).
And then of course there is Solberg, who has come to be known as simply “The Fiddler,” and is also known for his liberal-oriented between-song and lyrical humor that skewers conservative politics. Many of the songs are originals. It should be noted that this is not always a show well-suited for kids, but this adults-night-out for some intelligent banter is part of the charm.
Solberg made his annual stop at Dick’s late last month, and followed through with his practice of sometimes mingling with patrons for an hour or more between sets. He started his show just after the dinner hour, and around 10 p.m. a longtime fan wondered aloud, “I wonder if he’s going back on again.” Rest assurred, there was more music to come.
Solberg at this point is past the usual retirement age, but keeps on touring. He often is somewhat nattily clad when on stage, such as wearing a floral pattern shirt you’d see from Jimmy Buffett, which fits with his stylishly unkempt white facial hair. On the cover of a recent CD, he is sporting such attire while riding an inflatable beach toy in a swimming pool.
All the more reason for a flyer at Dick’s to say, “A once a year show you’ll love.”
Maybe “free love,” considering Solberg’s commentary, such as lighthearted but occasionally barbed quips about legalizing marijuana, well before it was popular.
September 4th, 2014
King football is back, and it’s already getting quirky:
This Thursday evening’s Packer game marks the return of the NFL to prime time in the Hudson area, and best places to watch the games, determined by things such as the number of TVs and patron response, include Kozy Korner in North Hudson, Buffalo Wild Wings and Green Mill on the Hill, and Dick’s Bar and Grill and the Smilin’ Moose downtown. Of course, there is the ultimate big screen that’s typically been placed in the back at Pudge’s, and all of the drink specials at Ellie’s, with some items going for only $2.
And then there is the longtime king of local football coverage, as weighed by their more than 20 TVs, (although in recent seasons they’ve had competition in regards to that). That royalty, the Village Inn, however, is likely more of an exclusive Packer bar, as is evident by a preseason joke made by a bartender that she wasn’t allowed to wear her Viking jersey while working on game day. For more of that purple feel, you can go to Dick’s.
But the hill is where you can actually get a chance to educate some folk about Real Football. The guy sitting next to me, watching a Minnesota game, said to no one in particular, “Hey Cassel is with the Vikings?” It turns out that he was from Connecticut, which must be like a cave when it comes to pro football. He also was very surprised to find that Christian Ponder, (and who knows, maybe even Adrian Peterson?), had come to the St. Croix County Government Center to get married, just a mile up the road.
Some other activity on the night before the opener:
— At Green Mill, the “35 board” was busily being assembled, which will allow patrons to compete for prize giveaways.
— At Buffalo Wild Wings, a trio of guys visited while holding a big fantasy football trophy, both the size and shape of a real football.
— At Pudge’s, an offsale customer said he’s from Minnesota but can’t stand the Vikings, then asked bartender Whitney if she is a fan. Her response was that she’s originally from the Gopher State, but is actually a Detroit Lions fan, in part because members of her immediate family know Lions luminaries.
— As viewed at Guv’s Place in Houlton, ESPN gave the Twins marketing department a raspberry for conducting a survey about what type of car fits their image, and the list was heavy with fancy, dancy autos. The guy next to me suggested something really lowbrow, and we then agreed that a Pinto would be more appropriate. It was then revealed that a Lexus with the survey winner, which made the bartender really scoff.
For the record, the Packers are at Seattle at 7:30 p.m. Thursday, and the Vikings are at St. Louis at noon Sunday.
On the night before Sunday football is the other pick of the weekend, pointed out because they are quite new to Guv’s Place, which is hosting them. Paisley Road will play their gig following an afternoon of bean bag tournament play.
August 29th, 2014
It’s getting crowded out there on the dance floor …
— A recent band at the Smilin’ Moose, PsychoFonik — which plays again on Friday night, Aug. 29 — went away from the usual
classic rock or its approximation theme and played right-up-to-date stuff that you’d hear on pop radio. It included two male
singers with the range to pull off almost anything. It should be noted that they were wearing hats ala Bruno Mars. Would that
be, back in the classic rock days, men with, or Men Without Hats?
— In what was a great way to kick off the Labor Day holiday weekend early, singer Amanda and the band Jawsy packed the main
room at Dick’s Bar and Grill on Wednesday. This will prove to be one of the last chances to see them for a while, as the trio is
taking a hiatus. A bit early in the month, there was another overflow crowd at Dick’s, with the fiddler Doug Solberg doing his
annual show, and taking the time between sets to mingle with the audience for sometimes an hour or two.
— And with it being a Monday holiday, there will almost certainly be another full house Sunday night at Dick’s for the one-man
band, Jeff Loven, even when taking into consideration that it’s the very end of the Minnesota State Fair.
August 22nd, 2014
Don’t be a Dweeb, run like a Rhino:
— With motorcycle rallies, bigger is not always better, as runs that are less involved can also be fun. In the same weekend as an area Memorial Run celebrates its 20th anniversary by wrapping up what it calls the largest western Wisconsin run — starting anywhere and anytime — on Saturday in Ellsworth, there is another option. This is the Dick’s Ride ‘Em Hard Run on Sunday, where the operative number is 33.3. That’s the average number of miles between the three featured stops, before participants find themselves back at Dick’s Bar and Grill at 5 p.m. Registration is at 11 a.m. and riders leave at noon.
— There will be Rhino in town for the second time in a week, just going to show that the Smilin’ Moose is not the only creature on the loose in Hudson. Rhino, fittingly will play the Moose on Friday night, following a performance at the North Hudson Pepper Festival last Saturday that’s one of their many in the Hudson area in the last few years.
— Speaking of Pepper Fest, the Dweebs closed the place down on Sunday night, showing that they are talented musicians and more than just a novelty act — with more stage presence than the average geek. Of particular interest, for me, was the way they mixed in the echo during In the Air Tonight by Phil Collins. Some locals had wondered aloud, are the Dweebs actually on stage locally on a Sunday? Well, having been dubbed America’s Favorite Party Band, they are slated for festivals all this weekend, Wednesday through Sunday (yes), getting started by playing the Corn Palace in Mitchell, S.D.
— And speaking of that theme, coming off their big corn feed earlier in the month, the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt this Friday and Saturday will have the The Brothers Mayer and Strangers, respectively.
August 16th, 2014
There are stages that get active all over the place this weekend …
The North Hudson Pepper Festival has a music lineup that starts with a great big voice then just keeps getting stronger.
On Friday night, Aug. 15, taking the stage is the Devon Worley Band, followed on Saturday night by Rhino and Sunday night by The Dweebs, as a variety of styles are featured. The sponsors are, in order, Hudson Ford, the Village Inn and WESTconsin Credit Union.
Worley is a teenage Minneapolis country singer with a huge voice and stage presence, and even auditioned for The Voice. She is backed by some veteran musicians in this seven-piece band who have had connections with some big names, from widely differing genres. The band’s second album solidified their reputation of one of the Midwest’s top country acts.
One of the last times Rhino played locally, the lead singer, who looks like a less scruffy Larry the Cable Guy, at one point turned his back to the audience and wiggled his tush in a lengthy way worthy of Jennifer Lopez on American Idol (rather than The Voice). However it was the music, a variety of rock and country rock, that stole the show.
The Dweebs have been Pepper Fest favorite, closing things down with a musical and comedic bang, for years.
Friday through Sunday is the Summer Set Music and Camping Festival at Somerset Amphitheater, featuring dozens of electronic dance, hip-hop and jam bands. Patrons to the third annual show might have to brave some heat, but will have some things going more their way, such as accessability to additional water stations, and a set-up in the several-acre, bowl shaped theater at the edge of the village that has little shade but reportedly gives them more freedom to flow over to stages at the southeast.
Also on Saturday, a block or so away from the main Pepperfest stage, Seasons Tavern will feature a downstairs band and earlier — not to be outdone by the pepper and spaghetti eating contests — is its Wicked wings Challenge.
August 8th, 2014
Why did the chicken cross the road? Because that’s where the entertainment is!
— The band Ditch Chicken has been described online as everything from a variety band, to current and classic rock and country. Yes, you get all those styles with one group! See for yourself when they play the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt on Friday, Aug. 8, starting at 9 p.m.
— Downtown classic car shows have been all the gas in the last week or two. All day Saturday, Aug. 9, Walnut Street will be closed to all but the vehicles of Brit Fest, which features the Euro models of several car clubs. There was another car show the previous weekend, and part of what’s featured was late night blues music in the Lakefront Park band shell. That meant some of the music you were hearing in the vicinity of Locust Street was from another place then the Smilin’ Moose, which has the distinction of their tunes bouncing off the streetscape as you walk along Second Street — literally hitting the brick above Micklesen Drug Store, banking back to the area across the street and being heard by the cigar shop, where patrons often sit in the evening, relax and take it all in. Again, tunes bouncing right off the pharmacy. Sound psychedelic enough to you?
— Imagine being a karaoke singer and having any song in the history of rock ‘n’ roll at your disposal — again.
That was the case at Pudge’s Bar late in July, and will be again Saturday, as part of an ongoing arrangement for gigs it has with Like The Radio Productions.Their karaoke meister, Aaron Bergman, says that because of a special technology arrangement, his company can use Wifi to access any song that’s ever been recorded. And you can sing it, all from the comfort of the outdoor patio at Pudge’s. That means that passersby can hear just how good you sound performing these hard-to-find gems.The company also has “screen ticker” technology to let singers know if they are one of the next three to come up, so they can make a trip to the bathroom or get a drink, and a database that tracks all singers and their favorite selections.
The shows run from 9 p.m. to 1 a.m. on July 24, on Saturday, Aug. 9, and on Friday, Aug. 22.
— There are several local bar regulars who are contemplating — or have decided not to — get back in the ring for things like Ultimate Fighting. Maybe they need to get back in shape, or maybe recover from injury. One of them who leads the way by virtue of having a former sponsorship from Spalding, has been bartending at the Cajun Club, but in a few days will go back to a task that is more in his comfort zone, being a bouncer there. So you have a limited amount of time, kind of like the length of a typical bout, to track him down for some conversation about the biz.
— Rock Godz are on stage at the Smilin’ Moose on Friday night, Aug. 8, and they certainly dress like their name implies, namely like an ’80s hair band. When they took the stage at the back patio of Bo’s ‘N Mine for River Falls Days, there were listeners duded up in the same way, and when there was a set break and the Godz themselves mingled with the crowd, it was hard to tell exactly who was with the group, and who was a groupie, and just how many band members there were.
— There is no point to fiddlin’ around with a lot of detail for this promo, simply, the acclaimed Sun Mountain Fiddler, Dick Solberg, brings his unique brand of humor and various musical styles to Dick’s Bar and Grill on Thursday, Aug. 14, starting early at 8 p.m.
August 1st, 2014
Flooding and fireworks effected local nightlife, bust or bang …
— Earlier flooding by the Stillwater bridge meant that, essentially, Houlton was shut down for several days. Both Guv’s Place and the Cajun Club closed early a few times, spurred mostly by the fact that few customers could get there. Another place that had such a problem was the Valley House banquet facility, although they noted — oddly — that the recent detour because of construction on the new Stillwater bridge was not as much of a worry. That detour, which diverted Hwy. 35 traffic around on County Roads V and E, meant that cars could not go directly from Houlton to the Valley House, but needed to head east and then most of the way to Hudson, then north again. Still, their staff said it was not that big a hassle.
— Blame it on the fireworks across the river? A young man was heard on Second Street in Hudson to say, “We’re in Stillwater, aren’t we?” Just like a patron at the Smilin’ Moose who said erroneously about Pudge’s Bar, “that’s five miles south of here.”
— Just in time for the Fourth of July, Dick’s bar and grill began serving Capital brewery drink, which had a logo of a large dome on it. It has now arrived much later than any prohibition era vote that might have taken place under such a dome, which is good because Dick’s advertises itself as being open continuously since 1860.
— A customer at Dick’s who works nights in St. Paul said that the fireworks shooting there, including people at each other — which probably were purchased in the Hudson area — got so rowdy that the cops essentially threw up their hands for lack of ability to get it under control and left these hardened criminals have at it.
— This caused me to say offhand to one of my bartender friends on the hill, with tongue in cheek: “Did you hear that Beer Can Island was blown up? But there was so much alcohol to be found, that it put out the flames.” He responded, “I thought Beer Can Island was underwater because of the flooding!” Back at ya.
— On recent weekends, three busloads of theme-party dancers strutted their stuff all at once at Dick’s, and at the opposite end near the former More-4 parking lot, two buses parked, meaning you had to walk a ways to shake your booty!
— Some of the almost-double-wide tractor trailers that late on a recent weekend were filtering through downtown Hudson on their way back to Interstate 94, reminded me of the good old days when there were dozens of these coming from the summer mega-concerts in Somerset. Particularly in my memory, was the Sevendust huge bus with band imagery plastered all over the side that left a motel on The Hill and made its way to the freeway headed toward Milwaukee for another show. And as long as we are on the subject of vehicles promoting things, has anyone else noticed the long gone, or so we thought, recent reappearance on the late-night scene of Packer flags affixed to driver’s side windows? Or the small stringed instrument being strummed by a taxi cab driver outside of the Smilin’ Moose to “drum” up business? Or the Packer-like signs on propped up on the windows of the local lodge’s dedicated taxi service?
— With the river flooding closing up things right and left, did you notice that early on, when the city closed down the northbound left turn lane on the Main Drag heading away from the Dairy Queen intersection, two of the first three cones on the south end of the detour were knocked over? Apparently, some gawkers cannot be stopped. On a related note, a bartender at Dick’s said that as a double-edged-sword type of scenario, if he’s flooded out and can’t get to work so will be most of the downtown. Yes, he lives on First Street but no, as a full disclaimer, he added he lives on the second floor.
— There also has been construction aplenty on streets near the bar zone, but not enough so you couldn’t park a tiny little red sports car. There was one so small that it could be seen legally parked in the same stall as a pair of orange road-work drums, which took up ten feet of space themselves.
— And at the Blackout Night at Dick’s, there was this very wordy promo: “Our annual turn the lights down and out so you can put your glow on while dancing to the DJ.” When attending, I was wondering if my Smilin’ Moose wristband conflicted with the glowsticks around the lower arm that they were handing out. I also saw a woman making the northward trek up Second Street, past Stonetap, sporting her glowstick like a headband. I also saw a crew of dancers in the dark wearing T-shirts that said sickkick, apparently a partial reference to the soccer World Cup. (I could see them because the shirts were white).
— In another fashion feature, bartender Jessie was working while wearing shades after being back from near the sunny Equator, where she didn’t do a lot of sunning, rather loads of volunteer service work (and not behind a bar). The shades were so coolly big that she had to wear them at the tip of her nose to see to rinse the dishes. And, on the Fourth, one of the servers had a large top-hat decorated in red, white and blue colors, which was only topped by a co-worker’s take on a Raspberry Beret.
— Also at Buffalo Wild Wings, a decorated board almost the length of a soccer goal (OK that’s a bit of an exaggeration) had the head holes cut out like a pillory so people could stick there own in and be photographed. Two thoughts: If you are a member of the Brazilian team that suffered an embarrassing loss, is your posing mandatory? And, is it true that if you’ve headed too many soccer balls and your head is embarrassingly swollen, are you barred from striking a pose (OK I’m kidding).
— A guy approached me during Booster Days, who I at first thought was a member of that club, then found otherwise. He had a novel story idea he thought I had the special where-with-all to pursue: a certain version of UFOs are real! He then told me at length about an allegedly secret government plot called Dreadnaught, which involves a mega-ship a mile or so in length that is unsinkable. This vessel, he said, was dispatched to aid in the conflict involving Syria, or was it that other country with a like-sounding name that was invaded by Russia over its independence?
— Speaking of Booster Days, the overflow after their bands finished into the Smilin’ Moose was huge. The number of people at the Kozy Korner beanbag toss tournament, part of their sixth anniversary celebration, also was one for the books.
— You can see weird vehicles in Hudson after hours, but none moreso than one that looked an extra-long golf cart, quickly crossing the Main Drag about two blocks north of the Smilin’ Moose. Also passing by was a car with literally dozens of foot-long flame decals decorating the sides.