Mike Brown. Nomar Garciaparra. Mark Prior. I don’t know about you, but this Achilles fellow is really ticking me off.
And yet, no Bears parade downtown after the big win in Green Bay. This city has changed, it really has.
Mike Brown is out, Mike Green steps in. If Green goes down, maybe get Mike White.
Great. Now I crave spumoni ice cream.
I see Mr. Britney Spears wears one of Lance Armstrong’s yellow bracelets except, Kevin, I’m pretty sure Lance would have shaved for his surprise wedding.
When asked what he would do with Barry Bonds’ 700th home-run ball, the fan that caught it said, “Are you crazy? I’m going to sell the thing.” Yes, I am crazy. Who told you? And how did you know I asked that? Are you a mind reader?
Relax, I’m not crazy. I have the utmost faith in Rex Grossman, but that doesn’t make me crazy. Or maybe it does …
Ryder Cup confession: I bet “Taiwan” and lost a bundle.
So “60 Minutes” and ESPN Classic are teaming up for a weekly series with old sports-related segments from the TV show. Or so CBS says.
I am so afraid of the Astros, although a lot of that is Phil Garner’s snarl. Scary is scary.
I am less afraid of the Expos, who appear headed to D.C. now. I still think they’d be a good fit at Grant Park, but c’est la vie.
Here’s me after the Cubs won the first game Monday: “No way they win Game 2.” Here’s me after Game 2: “I knew it.”
Here’s you: “Whizzer, chill.”
And here’s me: “Thanks. I needed that.”
Five things …
Five suggested names for tennis star
Maria Sharapova’s new perfume:
– Blades of Grass
– Eau des Chaussures
– Wilson No. 5
– Neck Point
– Right Guard
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