Go for the Gold

This past Sunday I was faced with a tough choice: miss the last two periods of the gold-medal hockey game between the U.S. and Canada or go for the golden razor clam. I went for the gold. It's almost always better to be a participant rather than an observer, don't you think? Unless we're talking about alligator rasslin' or something.So far this season I had been shut out of razor clam openings