Where do we start? NHL, NBA, MLB? No, I say, let’s start with ‘Homeland’, which I predicted had jumped the shark. But lo and behold, Carrie Mathison flips as no other (Btw…can there be a worst example of parenting ever on the tube…then again, it’s Showtime…but I digress), and I hear Bobby Darin humming in my ear!!
That’s right, we’re talking looking into the future, which is risky for your investments, and even riskier in the toy department, where everyone with access to WiFi and a cell phone becomes Frank Deford, Jimmy the Greek, Axel Freed (you can Google) and Jim Murray. And since the blades hit the ice first, opening props to my boy Matty Lough (Better known as The Man….as in Chico and The Man) and his New Jersey Devils, picked for last, and the only metro winter team in the post season. Did anyone say…I’ll take the over????
Soon to hit the hardwood, your NBA Playoffs, where the consensus among men, women, small children and college slackers, was let’s just fast forward to The King vs. Steph and call it a day. But not so fast. The Curry was sprinkled on some ice, the Warriors have been slipping, and The King has had to carry quite a load during the regular season. And even though he’s being fitted for his ‘Avengers’ costume…LBJ is still 33 years young. That’s not to say the pairing of The Rock N’ Roll HOF and the Golden Gate Bridge won’t happen…but not the same as six months ago when you figured you had the best wager since the opening of Al Capone’s vault!
And then there are the Boyz of Summer, playing through rain and snow, bundled and huddled, crispy and frosty, baseball gloves and thermal gloves. The Pinstripers subject to hitting woes, and the Citi bankers cashing their chips at the outset of the season unlike any other since they started inhabiting Flushing by the Bay. What is happening? Giancarlo can’t buy a card, and Mickey’s making the dealer fold at every table, whether in Georgetown or South Beach. What…there’s five more months?
Did I mention Ohtani?
The former Mike Stanton struck out more times last week (16) than Joe D. in 1941 (13). Slow start?
Ben Simmons is your ROY. Going to team meetings and meals does not constitute time on the floor in his first (unhealthy) year. And what he is doing is Magic.
If the Mets’ staff stays healthy and productive, Callaway becomes the ‘Arms Whisperer’.
It’s just me…but more times than not….Sonny on the Mound gets hit more than Sonny on the Causeway!
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