Welcome back to the Compound Podcast. This is episode 6-7.

67, episode 67. We have a very exciting episode. We have a guest. Yes, that's right. We have a guest.

It's not air yet. It's not. He's way cooler. He's way more famous. It's Brett Eldridge. Huge Coby fan. And he is playing his first show since the pandemic on Thursday in Chicago, which is really cool.

He and you forgot to say presented by Parsley rum, which you can't forget because they were in Des Moines Iowa last week and left me quite the care package.

Tell us about it. He left me seven cases. And a case has six bottles of rum in it. That's 42 bottles of rum.

Thank you very much to Parsley for that. I literally just carried in cases into the locker room and was handing it out like Christmas day. I was like, who likes rum? Who wants a bottle? Here you go. Here you go. Hand it him out.

So Trevor Williams yesterday, came up to me and goes, hey, had some of your rum. Pretty good stuff. Pretty good stuff. He was rehabbing with you guys. He was on the bus list. We drank it on the bus.

And on the bus. And yeah, he said, he drank it on the bus. And he was like, I was like, yes, more it's because he's a big whiskey guy. I was like, it's kind of got a whiskey.

When you think about rum, I think about rum. I don't really think about it as like dark and like the eight or 12 year par say. And he was like, yeah, more like whiskey. It's really good.

And he was, he's a par say fan now. So a nice conversion. You got him. Let's go. I got him. You're welcome. Zach. You're nasty. Are you nasty?

You're nasty. Zach, you're kind of nasty. You're kind of nasty. Hey, let's just say me and Scott F Ross were watching every one of those at bats the last two days.

And we got real close to stop watching after those six in a row. I'm going to be honest with you. We thought maybe we had a problem. No, he had six straight punchies. And we were like, we might be the problem.

We might not be able to watch anymore. To be fair, Zach, I didn't watch your home run. Scott didn't. So that's I mean that you struck out.

Ever tune into another Go Tigers game. We will not be friends.

I couldn't watch it. We were watching the locker room on Sunday. And you like struck out on the heater like 95 at the letters. I'm like, God's X socks. Come on, man. Catch the festival.

So that day, I felt horrible going into the box. And then like, I was like, you know what? Like, and I just felt myself speeding everything up. And I like by the third and fourth at bat.

I was just like, give me the fun off of this baseball field. And then the worst part. This is oh my god in my third or fourth strikeout. I don't know which one was I swung at a pitch and let go of the bat.

So stop. You're in shambles at this. Where the photographers are. It's like a little like their own little area. And the poor. Oh my god, I feel so bad.

You hit somebody.

Our photographer uploading pictures on her camera. She's not watching the game.

Hits off of the wall, smokes her in the chin. She gets to get three stitches.

So like, I don't see it hit anybody because it goes over three goals. He's like, oh, thank God. So the back way brings me on another bat. And like, as I'm taking the bat, I see her with blood everywhere. And I'm just like, oh my god.

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