Striking Out

It is OK to strike out. Once in a while. In a sport where the players earn millions of dollars (what sport doesn’t pay you millions anymore?) for hitting a ball, you can earn the highest level of fame and accolades if you are successful thirty-five percent of the time. Thirty-five. I was successful thirty-threeContinue reading “Striking Out”

Flying Blind

Or by the seat of your pants, if you will. There was a day for it. The gunslinger. The flashy, frenetic operator that was too school for school. I saw them come and go in several of the arenas in which I toiled. The smooth-talking, hip, trendy metropolitan chef with all the right credentials, andContinue reading “Flying Blind”

Game Day

The time when players step up and perform their best. In high school I practiced hard, maybe not maniac-hard like some of the monsters on the team, but I showed up good enough to keep my backup role intact. Until I pulled my hamstring and Achilles making a tackle. That took me off the rosterContinue reading “Game Day”

Same-o Same-o

I was dining with friends of my father who were from the political arena, in a night of joy and laughter. I slept in a luxury five-star hotel in Paris that cost six-thousand per night. The suite was a palace, replete with Francois, my personal valet. It had a private mud bath and steam roomContinue reading “Same-o Same-o”

My Hottest Hot Streak

…came at the conclusion of the 2008-2009 NCAA football season. I had enjoyed a very mediocre track record what with losing most of my homer Notre Dame bets, but gaining ground on the other games. At the corporate workplace I was being babied at, there was a rule against pools, or any form of gamblingContinue reading “My Hottest Hot Streak”

Golf Tale

I was sitting here at my desk checking out some of the framed pics I keep close. One I keep very close is the shot of me, on the Tournament Player’s Championship golf course in Scottsdale. I only had a few occasions to play there, and I managed to be invited there on three occasions.Continue reading “Golf Tale”

It’s Over

Finally, the interminable English Premier League football season has concluded. In what was the worst-ever season for United, they only managed to be gifted the sixth-place finish which qualifies them for entry into the Europa League as their only international football. United need a complete overhaul. Here are my thoughts on next season’s Red Devils:Continue reading “It’s Over”

Out of This World

The Final Frontier. Here-tell of a company that plans to open a space hotel by the year 2025. Just that thought puts me in orbit! Sparking up a fatty of some galactic superweed and looking out your bedroom window….at Earth. That would not suck. If it ever became reasonable to do so, I would goContinue reading “Out of This World”

Turn the Page

Move along. Nothing to see here. The international sanctions currently employed against Russia and Putin’s Folly by other countries don’t seem to be softening the little maniac’s resolve. There are more sanctions which are to be started at the end of this year, but just how long do they think Ukraine can stave off totalContinue reading “Turn the Page”

BabyHead is Getting Nervous

He who looks like he has Charlie Brown’s head on his body is getting a little nervous and he recently told recently re-elected French President Macron that “the West should stop arming Ukraine.” Yeah, right. How about you just get the fuck back to Russia where you belong? It is starting to look like theContinue reading “BabyHead is Getting Nervous”