If Griff's recollection was correct, the last year before AKA Harvey retired, when the Steelers faced the 49ers, the Steelers won. He still remembered Snake's voice as the color commenter. It was one of the few games the Niners lost that year; hopefully no one in the bar would remember Joe Montana lying post-sack on the ground.

On his way to a San Francisco Sports Bar, Griff was thinking about other things that AKA Harvey had done more than once in that game. Harvey, he suddenly remembered, had been in a few legendary bar fights. He parked his Jeep in the usual garage and jogged rapidly to the bar.

Meanwhile, Harvey and Abigail had arrived. Since the plan was to meet Griff outside, while they waited Harvey was relating the story about what happened at Three Rivers Stadium the day the Steelers opened the 1987 season against the 49ers. In front of the bar, he had just begun telling Abigail this story when three men pushed past them. Two of the men were big, but not so big that it was a good idea to shove Harvey, just when he was telling Abigail about Dwayne's first quarter interception.

However, if one of these men hadn't shoved him on their way through the door, Harvey wouldn't have heard the scrawny man with the long dirty red hair say. "There she is in the corner, sitting by herself. Let's get her."

Since the day that they met, in the years that they had been married, Abigail had never been to a bar with Harvey. She did not read the Pittsburgh newspapers; there were some things she did not know. Harvey suggested to Abigail that she wait outside for Griff. "This won't take long. I'll be right back," he said.

arrow The possibility of moving to San Francisco had been Abigail's idea. The magazine had an office there, and it would be a new life for both of them. "If Caydance isn't there yet, why don't you get us a table, and I'll wait out here", Abigail replied.