Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Don’t be bitter on the Twitter, Torn Slatterns and Nugget Ranchers


Former Laker girl, Paula Abdul, might not be back on “American Idol.” When asked to comment, Paula said; “Monkey shoe diamond musket doorbell honking flack jacket.” We think.


The San Diego Padres 37-56 on the season. The only catholic priests who had a worse year had to be relocated to different parishes by the Boston Archdiocese.


Starbucks is considering adding alcohol to its menu. Good idea. Give them a shot to numb the pain before they have to pay their coffee bill.


The Brooklyn Cyclones are offering pregnant women Lamaze classes and a craving station of pizza, pickles and ice cream. It is a transparent attempt to lure Manny Rameriz to play for them.


The best-attended sporting event is the Indianapolis 500 estimated at about 400,000. The least attended? The Michael Vick Dog Grooming Contest.


Besides the Padres, speaking of guys who strike out in San Diego, Comic-Con, the comic book convention, starts Thursday; it’s the only week where the convention hookers are only paid to play Dungeons and Dragons.


Some dirt-bag took a video through a hotel door key hole of a naked Erin Andrews, a tall pretty blonde ESPN reporter, and posted it on the Internet. This is the sleaziest thing to happen in sports that didn’t somehow involve Don King.


Since you asked:

My theory on baseball is a 162 game season is silly long. This was decided when there was nothing else to do during the summer. And then you have to get through the playoffs in one piece.

So the secret is to break up that monster season into chewable parts. Try and win all the series. And, if you go two up in a three game series, I'm not saying you quit and take the day off, but rest guys who are dinged up. Let that kid in the bullpen take a start.

Slumps happen when players try too hard. Tell a slumping player to try and get out. Just have fun. Or sit if he wants to. Don't worry about that game. That is how you get a slumping player out of a slump.

Life is like that, you have to break it into edible parts. This summer loomed in front of me like a huge sand storm. We had a nice vacation planned in Colorado, but, besides that, what camps would Ann Caroline go to? How would she get there? In short, how on earth are we going to get through this summer of 2009?

Well here we are and it is almost August. Can you believe that? And it has been a blast. A. C. had a cousin, Natalie, visit for a week from Colorado. Lots of surfing and beach picnics. Soccer tournaments that have been great. Lots of BBQ's both as guests and as hosts.

The secret, I think, is to break things into one week at a time. Just get through this week. Worry about next week next week. Don't give me this one day at a time, crap, that is too short sighted. Yes, live life to the fullest as best you can, but break things into one week at a time.