We celebrated the win with a bunch of other Braves fans on the deck of Azar’s, where the spirits are as lively as the conversation. All that revelry got us hungry, so we ventured across Georgia Ave. to the upscale Chinese eatery, Fuhwah. I can still taste the Happy Family. Wanting to work off the pounds from that late night snack, we decided to hit the links at the Fanplex. Nothing like a round of miniature golf in the heart of a big city.
Remember when our city fathers and mothers promised a revitalization of the neighborhood around the Ted, post-Olympics? To be fair, they did leave us with that hideous metal contraption next to I-20 where the flame once burned (along with the deserted mini-golf course referenced above).
Our city’s progress keepers have now turned their energies to bringing a NASCAR museum downtown. Nothing like another unnecessary distraction to hide all those broken promises.