COLUMBIA, S.C. -- Dear Guys:I'm leaving you. Actually, by the time you read this, I'll be on a plane back home. I appreciate your letting me wear the uniform and sit in the dugoutthe other night, just like a real player. And thanks for letting me hang out with you after the games at the Steak-n-Egg. Not that there was much to eat. I mean, let's face it; that steak was still moving. But, hey, $11 a day in meal money? How far does that go?
