Move over, Willie Mays

My reaction to most of Alex Rodriguez’s first 659 career home runs has been something along the order of “meh.”

I have greatly cheered the most recent two. My, how times have changed.

And I know the Yankees can afford it.

Major news: Wizards lose

You’ve gotta love when you get to a point that when the Wizards actually lose a game–on the road to a #1 seed–you’re absolutely stunned. I’m not worried. With three days off–thanks, TV–we’ve got time to plan the next victory party.

Weekend recap

I can’t say I was disappointed, sportswise, this weekend, but let’s face it, the horse I thought was going to win won, the fighter I thought was going to win won, and baseball went the way it was supposed to. Thank God the Wizards were able to provide a little underdog excitement. Next up: the Caps!

D.C…. the new sports Mecca. Calling it here first.

When a baseball game is played in a forest…

When the Chicago White Sox take on the Baltimore Orioles this afternoon at Camden Yards you’ll notice something unusual in the stands. Not a single patron. Yeah. Apparently they’re playing the game in front of custodians and the hot dog guy. I’ve played that gig before, but not as a highly-paid professional athlete.

They’ll make up games for rain but not for public riots. I don’t really understand the rationale behind playing a game in an empty ballpark but you can be damn sure I’m going to be watching with interest later today. Really today’s post was so I could note this occasion and be able to search for it in the futur. The day this really did happen.

One down, one to go

Wizards, you have toyed with me all year. Thank you for seeming to bring it at the right time. I hope you saved a little of that D.C. magic for my ice skating friends tonight.

Thank you, New York Yankees for helping both yourselves and the Nats last night. Now, to hockey!

Blue box blues

Apparently the makers of Kraft macaroni and cheese have given in to public cries of despair and are changing their decades-old recipe of the iconic childhood food item.

Who am I kidding? Adult food item too.

Soon Kraft will be taking out those delicious chemicals that make your mac and cheese not only tasty but bright neon orange, the only true color in which God makes cheese.

Is nothing sacred anymore? I understand wanting to respond to one’s customers, but seriously, who’s buying blue-box mac and cheese because it’s healthy? There are plenty of terrible organic macaroni products out there. Find one.

In the mean time… add every current box of Kraft you can find to the bomb shelter immediately!

Made it home, made it back

I’m come to the conclusion that Binghamton’s not so bad for one day a year, or even one and a half as I subjected myself to this weekend. I limit myself to people I like, places I like to go, and things worth seeing. Takes about a day and a half. Plus, you bring a cute baby with you and people pretty much treat you like royalty wherever you go.

Now back in Loudoun County (also known as the anti-Binghamton) I go back to living my real life, away from people I know and the usual collection of Rust Belt troubles. Same time next year, Binghamton. If nothing else I know you’ll be exactly the same.

Going home

This morning I’m off for my hometown of Binghamton, New York. Everyone sort of has a love-hate relationship with his hometown and that couldn’t be more true for me. I haven’t been there in several years and never miss it, but honestly last night I was like a kid trying to go to sleep on Christmas Eve. I couldn’t be more excited to see some old friends and have them meet my new one. A full report follows on Monday.