I’ve known for months that the 45th president of the United States would also be the 47th, so last night’s election results weren’t exactly a shock to me.
Doesn’t quite make up for the Yankees losing the World Series, but I’ll take it.
And just remember, even if you’re bummed about last night’s events there are joyful things in the world coming…
Aldi cheese calendars are out today.
You never really know what little detail is keeping a string of good luck alive, so it’s always best to cover all bases.
Commanders win because I note it here and describe the team as though they are locks to win the Super Bowl?
Note this just in case.
You never know.
With temperatures in the 80s the past few days it’s a little tough to believe, but it is now officially fall.
Oh, it’s got nothing to do with calendars or thermometers.
When baseball ends, it is fall. And fall means football.
To hear more about the gridiron game, check out today’s episode of Math and Musings.
Not exactly a Rumble in the Jungle (50 years ago today, btw), but last night’s 11-4 win over the Dodgers finally had me smiling a bit about the MLB team of my youth. (That would be the New York Yankees.) It may be too little too late, though I’m still holding out for a New York Double this baseball-election season.
At least I’m not ready to give up hope just yet.
I write about them even when they play a boring game, so when my local NFL team (that would be the Washington Commanders) plays the most exciting game I’ve ever see, yes, I’m going to mention it.
Actually it wasn’t interesting at all for the first 57 minutes or so of gametime, then turned straight-up heartbreaker, then, well, a beautiful miracle. I was so glad that this week of all weeks I decided to get “TV” (Paramount Plus) and was actually able to see it. With my son, who does believe in miracles.
Funny thing was, my son and I were supposed to go to this game in person. Talk about seeing a good one. My dumb luck though we would have left early and I would not have been able to live with myself the rest of my life.
That would have sucked.
This though?
Aforementioned beautiful miracle.
Today on Math and Musings, the story of a tale one year in the making. After missing the 2023 Virginia Fall Races in a rather bizarre fashion, Franklin and I this year redeemed ourselves in cultured fashion, rubbing elbows with the haut monde at Glenwood Park in Middleburg, Virginia, for an afternoon of martinis and steeplechase. Well, McDonald’s and steeplechase.
But I hate to give away the entire story.
Enjoy.
For several weeks I’d been in the habit of posting about my local NFL team (that would be the Washington Commanders) following their wins.
Yeah, if you can believe it they won again Sunday, a one-sided slogging of the Carolina Panthers.
I did know about it, of course.
Because I was there.
Unbelievably it was my first Commanders game seen in person, and not just Commanders but any of their previous team names or stadium names. And first NFL game at any stadium as a matter of fact. Yeah, 35 years of being a football fan and somehow I’d never actually been to a game. Go figure.
Well, I can’t make that ironic statement any more, and on next week’s episode of Math and Musings you’ll hear all about it.
TV execs have been dreaming about this one since 1981, and now it’s here: a Yankees-Dodgers World Series.
In 41 seasons between 1941 and 1981 it happened 11 times, with seven of those as all-New York affairs. The Bronx Bombers won six of those seven, then the teams split the next four.
But it’s been 43 years, and I’ve yet to see it in my lifetime. Assuming I make it to Friday, it’s on. I was even willing to plunk down the 30 bucks to get Sling for a month to watch the damn games!
Me parting with money… proof you know you’re getting something good.
Last night notwithstanding, the New York Yankees have been pretty dominant this postseason, and it all started with an ALDS Game One win against the Kansas City Royals nearly two weeks ago. For a retelling of that game and the circumstances surrounding our viewing it, check out today’s episode of Math and Musings.
Proof once again that the greatest gift you can give yourself is a good story to tell.
Remember the time we made a 600-mile round trip to watch a baseball game on TV? Yup, and we recorded a podcast about it too.
Enjoy.
The MLB team of my youth (that would be the New York Yankees) certainly has looked like the MLB team of my youth the past two nights, with a pair of wins over the Guardians of Cleveland. The Guardians, nee Indians, ruined a few seasons I experienced as a youth, and this is some nice payback.
Yes, I’m holding grudges from decades ago. This is how you do it in sports fandom.
Feels good, no?