I'll make this as short as possible. Used to live in Ann Arbor and one night a buddy and I were out on a bender at a local sports bar. We start talkin to the waitress and are getting bolder and bolder after numerous shots of JD. Finally, I ask her about a husband or boyfriend or anything like that and she tells us that she's recently divorced and (knowing from an earlier conversation that both of us were from Sconny) that her ex was a former Brewer named Mike Ignasiak. Well, my buddy (not being nearly as dedicated of a fan as I) has absolutely no idea who this guy is. I, on the other hand, launch into this diatribe about his brief stint with the Crew in the early '90's and that he played at UM and what not. So we get to talking with his ex and she says something like, "Shoot, I have his number right here...he manages a Dairy Queen in Saline right down the road." Well, that did it. We just had to call him...and I mean right at that moment. So around 1:00 am on a Thursday night, after having drank the bar dry of Jack and washed it down with several cold adult beverages, we decided now would be the best time to congratulate Mike on his bit of unexpected fame. I talked to him...woke him up...I think. He was very cordial, told a story or two (I don't remember many details) although I do recall he questioned several times what our intentions were for calling him at such a late hour. As soon as I told him that we got his number from his ex...he hung up. The best part of the story...he told us if we stopped by the DQ in the morning he'd hook us up. We went the next day, apologized for the late wake-up call and he gave us each a free dilly bar. Oh yeah, second best part...there were 3 or 4 of his baseball cards taped to the inside of the drive-up window. Man, it's always fun reliving that memory.