I’ve now reached the age and degree of lameness where one sees his team playing on Monday Night Football and thinks… ugh, so late on a school night!
I’m that guy now.
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Yesterday we celebrated the 100th anniversary of the birth of one of my idols… Johnny Carson.
This is one of the many topics that Franklin and I do not discuss on this week’s episode of Math and Musings.
We do, however, discuss our recent “pizza tour” of Binghamton, New York, proving that Binghamton does have at least one thing going for it, much the way Johnny Carson could save a terrible act with a well-timed zinger.
Thank you, pizza.
At the beginning of this year’s American League Championship Series I found myself pulling for the Seattle Mariners. After all, they’d never been to the World Series, a drought since their inception in 1977.
But on the Toronto Blue Jays bench there was a coach who’s had a drought since 1961, a certain Donald Arthur Mattingly, my hero since the Reagan administration.
With the Blue Jays win Donnie Baseball is finally going to the World Series, and this guy finds himself pulling for the team north of the border.
First time for everything.
I’ve got a brand-new giant television in my living room, approximately the size of a Pontiac. It’s twice as big my old TV, and it makes watching content somehow more than twice as enjoyable.
It also makes watching my hometown NFL team (that would be the Washington Commanders) take an ass-whooping at the hands of a division rival somehow more than twice as painful.
Gotta ask a math teacher exactly how that one works.
Today’s episode of Math and Musings was recorded on Yom Kippur. (That was October 2 for those of you in the goyim.) Franklin and I bring out the Blooket with some Yiddish expressions; hilarity ensues.
You’re welcome.
I wouldn’t mind seeing a Dodgers-Mariners World Series, though I’m a bit concerned about the timing of it all. I can barely stay up for the end of games on the east coast, let alone any that would start out west. Accommodate west coast audiences and I’m falling asleep about the third inning!
I’m always nervous when watching my local NFL team (that would be the Washington Commanders) play in primetime. They don’t exactly have the greatest track record in these things, and I hate to wait all day to see a game that goes south.
Still the same, I do look forward to tonight, knowing that it very well could end with said local NFL team sitting tied atop of the NFC East.
That’s worth waiting for.
Today on Math and Musings Franklin and I discuss a recent trip to Winchester, Virginia. As goes our usual routine, on this day we do something interesting and eat something interesting.
And then record a podcast about it.
One down, two to go, for the Bronx Bombers. I’m not sure what good I did to deserve this, or what deal I’ll have to make with what devil going forward, but if I’ve got to pull some upside-down version of Joe Hardy shenanigans I’m prepared. File it under worth it because last night was like ambrosia on TV.
TV. Ha. That thing that lets me watch the baseball picture. I’m hooked for at least one more day.
Honestly I’m starting to hate the fact that the Yankees won their series against Boston last week, as it’s caused me nothing but grief since. I haven’t given up yet though. Winning three straight games ain’t gonna be easy, but it ain’t impossible either.
When I finally give up and call it fall, at least I’ll have a couple of winning teams to follow. My local NFL team–that would be the Washington Commanders–put together an improbable come-from-behind win yesterday, placing them just a game out of first in the NFC East. And the college to which I have no affiliation but an affinity for its football team? Don’t look now, but the University of Notre Dame is back to 16th in the nation, winners of three in a row.
See, it is possible.