What I Learned Friday

The weeks are flying by. Here's a sampling of some of things that made me take pause...

The Red Sox are still alive this morning after last night's comeback win. Suddenly the Sox have life in the series. Reminds me of The Godfather's "Six shots and he's still alive." quote...

Can the Dallas Cowboys just go out and play football? You get the feeling that this year's team, which hasn't won anything, fancies itself like '93 Cowboys, the defending Super Bowl Champion. That team had epic wins and losses. In fact, remember the commercial wherein Cowboys players are pictured walking along a desert road. Suddenly along comes coach Jimmy Johnson crusing up in a convertible caddy and asks, "Where you going?" To which Emmit replies, "The Super Bowl." Good stuff...

SNL Thursdays seemed like a good idea on NBC. I mean, what else are they going to put on? I won't be able to get last night's episode off my mind or my shoe. Yes it was that bad.

Obama v. McCain seems over already no? Call me crazy but I see a lot of Bob Dole in John McCain...Both are/were aging Senators who had been war heroes with famously bad tempers. Alas, if McCain suffers Dole's fate, both will have gotten "stomped on like a naked fat kid at Altamonte." (Thanks to Dennis Miller for the line...It refers to the Rolling Stones concert at Altamonte wherein the Stones hired the Hell's Angels for security and all hell broke loose. Can anyone name for me the name of the kid who died?)

Gasoline fell below $3.00 in CT and I was grateful to be paying $2.99 a gallon. In fact, I happily stood in line at Costco to give them my money. How effed up is that? That's where we've gotten too.

Did I miss something? Is WFAN's Mike Francesa trying out Benigno and Roberts to be his sit-in partner? Awful. This week, made for some uncomfortable stretches. The fact that Evan Roberts went for long stretches witout saying a word was eery. It was like in grade school where you'd call up your buddy's girlfriend and make her talk about your friend--with him listening silently. Too much of a tangent?

I take full responsibility for the Rangers losing to Buffalo the other night. I had written a glowing post off of their 5-0 start--the team's best since the mid eighties. I didn't publish the post because I thought I might tempt the hockey gods. And I was right. The result? The first Rangers loss. Blame me. I suck.