Bricks, Bricks…everywhere. I couldn’t help but notice all the brickwork here in Omaha, to the point where I wish I had a penny for every brick in the city. I would call it “Brick City” if it weren’t for Newark, New Jersey,(See Post #511), and I would expound more on the subject if it weren’t for this previous post about bricks. However, I was impressed with the brick sidewalks, clock towers, planters, streets, and buildings that define Omaha. It gives the city a clean, sturdy, industrious look that, as we all know from the Three Little Pigs will never blow down. Perhaps they learned a lesson from the 1975 tornadoes that destroyed 287 buildings and damaged 4,000.

Yesterday, we even spent some time at the local, Brickway Brewery sampling their wares. Also, a local restaurant served appetizers on a “brick” of salt to further reinforce my observation, and there is a Brick Street Tavern, plus a wine bar named Bricks & Mortar. “Brick” is not a baseball term, so perhaps Omaha would be better off hosting the Final Four rather than the College World Series. Yet, when I Google “Omaha Brick” the only reference I get is Art of the Brick, a Lego exhibit that passed through town months ago. No one else seems to be as impressed with the plethora of bricks in this city, or wants to claim any association with bricks.

The Goodyear blimp was here yesterday, reminding me of my many experiences at The Brickyard, home of the Indy 500 and Brickyard 500. I don’t know if the rain chased it off, but today’s game is in jeopardy of lightening. This could really screw-up our schedule, but could possibly give Omaha an extra day of games. I’m sure the hotels and restaurants are all rooting for this to happen, so they can continue to hold us fans captive in the “city of bricks.” Oh, that’s Rome, not Omaha. There is no yellow brick road through Omaha, with its location supposedly being Holland, Michigan, where the author of  The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum, reportedly spent his summers. However, there is a Woodmen Insurance located here in Omaha, a few Scarecrows in neighboring corn fields, a Lion at the Henry Doorly Zoo, and OSU “the Great and Powerful,” that we hope wins the College World Series.