Bob Wilber grew up aspiring to follow in his father’s baseball footsteps, and while he was able to secure a full college scholarship and later spend parts of six years in professional ball, as a player, coach, and scout, his mother’s writing, communications, and public relations skills were what eventually defined his career. After a successful and adventurous sports-marketing trek through the sports-apparel business, agency work, and professional indoor soccer, he saw his first drag race as he closed in on his 40th birthday. Little did he know that he’d go on to spend 20 consecutive years as a team manager and PR representative for Del Worsham and then Tim Wilkerson, two of the most popular Funny Car drivers on the NHRA tour. At the conclusion of the 2015 season, Bob ended his drag racing run in order to take on an important personal assignment. Over the course of 2016 he wrote his autobiography, entitled “Bats, Balls, & Burnouts” and submitted it to the publisher in early February. It was released in late May, 2017 and is available on and other major online book retailers, in both printed and digital formats.

A Day Late But Not Musings Short
Aug 14, 2020   //   by bwilber

Yesterday was supposed to be my duly appointed Thursday Blog Day, but the whole thing just got away from me. Too much to do, too many errands, too many phone calls, and too much other writing. Finally, late in the afternoon, I just cried “Uncle” and gave up any hope. Plus, and this is the case with a vast majority of my blogs, I “had nuthin” in terms of subject matter. That last part is common and it is exactly the situation I’m in today, but here we go. I’ve rarely let it stop me before.

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Of Terry, Dylan, Angelina, Susan, Greg, and Rio
Aug 6, 2020   //   by bwilber

Might be a short one today. On the other hand, who knows? I just have a few fun topics to run through and we’ll see where it leads. As you can see by the headline, the gist of it will be about six different people and all of these folks have played some critical roles in just the last few days. Let us begin…

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Swinging Golf Clubs to Hit Golf Balls at the Golf Course With Other Golfers
Jul 30, 2020   //   by bwilber

Golf is a funny game. It should be easy, right? The ball is just sitting there. You have a flat grooved blade on the end of a stick to hit it with. There are no other golfers out there playing defense. Like I said, it should be easy. However, some of the terms used to describe the game are frustrating, maddening, mind boggling, and many other expletives not suitable for this blog. You probably know them all, and have used a few, if you play.

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Happy Birthday to the Best “Almost-Twin” Ever
Jul 23, 2020   //   by bwilber

Saturday is my sister Mary’s birthday. On July 25, 1955 our mother Taffy gave birth to a healthy and beautiful baby girl. All was right with the world. That gave my parents four kids, two boys and two girls, and they had artfully spaced out the births to make things easier around the house for my mom, who had to handle nearly everything for as much as eight or nine months a year when my dad was gone to play, coach, or manage baseball. Each child was three or four years separated in terms of birth order. Del Jr., Rick, Cindy, and Mary. It was all good.

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This New World We Live In
Jul 16, 2020   //   by bwilber

I’ve always been known as an optimist. As a matter of true fact, after my former roomie Lance McCord introduced me to Barbara he told her, “Bob is the most optimistic person I know.” I’m not sure I’m really all that, but I’ve rarely been a pessimist. I guess I’d describe myself as a guy who tries to see the positive side of life, and strives to get there, but at the root of it I’m also a realist. Of all the chances I’ve taken in my life, and those of you who have read my book “Bats, Balls, & Burnouts” know all about that “plow forward” mentality, I never really took any of those leaps unless I thought there was at least a chance for it to work out well. When I can see the brick wall and know there’s no way around or over it, I’m a realist.

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