I lost KNBR’s Marty Lurie just outside of Patrick, Nevada Saturday night, after the San Francisco Giants game, and that's when I first felt alone. Leaving not only my friends and (some of) my family, but my baseball team. My only regret about my amazing autumn in New York last year was missing the Giants’ world championship run (except for a game in Detroit, but that’s another story).On the dog park campaign: I found a great one in Auburn, Calif., along with a great meal at Lsuda’s (hindsight: had a good turkey sandwich; should have had a salad.