(Somewhere in a late model sedan in rural Kansas)
[Dave Tippett at the wheel, singing along to some Patsy Cline on the radio. Vernon Fiddler stirs in the back ]DT: Mornin’ sleepy head!
VF: Where are we? Why are we on a gravel road?
DT: We’re in Kansas! Headed north!
VF: But I thought we were going to St. Louis. I understand the Coyotes not springing for plane tickets any more, but couldn’t they at least have got us a GPS? Or a map?
Jim Vandermeer [in the front seat, waking up]: Wait… How come we aren’t on the interstate?
VF: I guess we’re headed towards Nebraska.
JV: Nebraska?
Zbynek Michalek [in the back, awake the hole time]: NEBRASKA!!!!
DT: No, everyone, I’m not lost, and we’re not heading to Nebraska. That would be crazy! Take a look out the right window!
VF: SWEET JESUS WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!
DT: It’s a tornado, Vernon! I brought you up this road to teach a valuable lesson.
VF: Never fall asleep while you’re driving?
DT: No! The lesson is this: No matter how much we blow, we can do some serious damage!
[silence]VF: Lesson learned, are we going to get out of it’s way?
JV: You know, seeing a twister in person, I can see why those chasers want to see one. There’s beauty in their strength. What a fascinating phenomenon.… This is a real thrill, thanks coach! I think I’m ready to beat the Blues!
VF: Yeah. So are we going to turn around?
DT: Nah, let’s see what it looks like on the inside!
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