Ben Whittaker. Now, I am fully aware that there are many issues that affect us personally, professionally, socially…and good heaven, politically. But just for a moment, digest the name ‘Ben Whittaker”. Because for millions of moviegoers, Ben is their image of the great. Not as the young Vito, or Max Cady (Cape Fear), or Ace Rothstein (Casino) or Travis Bickle (Taxi Driver). They see ‘The Intern’….and they see DeNiro. Is there another word other than travesty?
The spectacle that is the U.S. Open has come and gone, generating more than 800 million dollars in revenue for the city (don’t tell the FAN), which is 300 more than the Super Bowl when it was played at MetLife.Continue reading →
As we plow towards Labor Day, the fall sports landscape is taking shape. Will Da Judge be Spencer or Maris? Will OBJ dance enough in the end zone to save the Giant offense? What about Melo?…Houston…Cavs…rejoining Syracuse as grad assistant? Can the Jets beat Don Bosco? Does King Henrik have one more run in him (BTW…the outdoor game this year on New Year’s Day is at Citi Field…who drops the first puck…Cespedes?…The (Eclipsed) Dark Knight?…Art Shamsky?…Dr. David Altchek from the Hospital for Special Surgery?…but I digress).
Jimmy Dugan (Hanks) laying into Evelyn Gardner (Bitty Schram) in one of the classic sports movie lines from ‘A League of Their Own’. ( BTW…Hanks has to be considered one of the great American actors…so seamless regardless of the role….tough to pick favorites, but thanks to HBO, I’ve seen ‘Road to Perdition’ a dozen times…but IMO, I don’t see how it gets better than the final scene in ‘Captain Phillips’… but I digress). And Wilmer Flores, please step to the blackboard…you proved that yes, there actually may be a place for crying in baseball.