Today’s episode of Math and Musings begins with serious discussions about colonial history and ends with discussions about Pop-Tarts and amusement parks.
Yes, I had my son with me but actually I was the one picking the topics.
I’m young at heart.
Proof again that you’re never really done learning in this world, baseball historians have now given me a bunch of new stats to memorize, what with the addition of Negro League numbers into the MLB record books.
Regardless of whether this is right or wrong, fair or unfair, or what have you…
I do like a challenge.
M-A-V-S, Mavs, Mavs, Mavs!
Following a little late-game magic last night my new favorite NBA team (that would be the Dallas Mavericks) are on the cusp of holding up their end of the Dallas Double.
Will Stars shine bright in Edmonton tonight for their buildingmates?
It’s probably a crime to celebrate Memorial Day watching hockey from Canada, but hey, they’re allies too, eh?
Between Grandma McFlurries, Paper Mario, the new Garfield movie, and Memorial Day festivities, this is bound to be a big weekend.
On today’s episode of Math and Musings my son and I discuss some of those things, and then a few random other topics.
You’ll have to tune in to find out which is which.
Okay, so the O’Connell childhood hockey double is still a possibility, but on a national scale I’m now looking at the very real possibility of a Dallas double, Stars and Mavs having entered conference finals in basketball and hockey. Those teams share an arena, the American Airlines Center, which is now the center of North American athletics.
The AAC has been home to its NBA and NHL tenants since 2001. Back the Mavs were owned by a guy named Ross Perot, and nobody knew who Mark Cuban was. They’ve sold out over 800 games in a row, and now have the eyes of the basketball world upon them.
Stars have claimed exactly one Stanley Cup, 25 years ago as a matter of fact.
Sounds like time to make it a double.
There was probably more to it than just me jinxing them, but my childhood NBA team (that would be the New York Knicks) have once again disappointed me. Make that 43 seasons I’ve now witnessed at less than a championship.
Their buildingmates, the New York Rangers, have fared better, and are now set up for what I’m going to call the O’Connell childhood hockey double. Binghamton Black Bears? Check. New York Rangers? Still holding out hope.
Franklin and I class things up a bit today on Math and Musings, describing a recent trip to the famed cafe Yellow in Georgetown. Living the Phil Rosenthal life as we do, this one was in fact featured on Somebody Feed Phil.
Classy, of course, but more importantly… delicious.
Still riding high from minor hockey victories, we’re also back on track for the MSG double so tantalizingly close a mere three decades ago.
How did I miss this one before?
Add a little Binghamton magic to the mix and we’re now calling this one the trifecta of my youth.
You heard it here first.
With their 4-3 victory over the visiting Thunderbirds of Carolina, the boys from my ol’ hometown of Binghamton, New York, claimed the Commissioner’s Cup Friday night, champions of the Federal Prospects Hockey League for the first time. Only in their third year of play, the Black Bears have brought Binghamton its first hockey title since 2011 when the Binghamton Senators hoisted the AHL’s Calder Cup.
I still lived in Binghamton then and I cared about it a lot more than I do now, but it’s still a pretty nice thought, no? I’m happy that my family and I were able to attend a game last year at “the Arena,” the hockey venue of my youth whose rafters will now contain one more banner. Unlike the 2011 championship (which the B-Sens won on the road in Houston), this one was secured on home ice, and, well, I imagine it’s been pretty sloppy on State Street for a couple days.
Congrats, Black Bears; you made this Binghamtonian proud.
And they say Binghamton’s never in the news for anything good.
If Monday’s post didn’t entice you to watch Jerry Seinfeld’s new movie, Unfrosted, perhaps hearing me and my son on today’s episode of Math and Musings will.
We talk movies, we talk Pop-Tarts, we eat Pop-Tarts. It’s basically just 15 minutes out of our lives.
I suppose that’s every episode, but they’re all worth your 15 minutes.
