Tag: Sports

The A-Rod Write-Off.

Well, thank goodness the GOP Congress has finally done something to alleviate the financial burden of sports team ownership in this country. When I think of all the pain, misery, and degradation that Mark Cuban, George Steinbrenner, and other multi-millionaires have been subjected to by the tax code of late, my heart just sickens. Now hopefully Congress will turn their attention to eliminating the IRS entirely, and I’ll be able to sleep knowing that no corporate CEO or energy baron will ever again be unduly harrassed in this great nation.

Get your motor running.

They were up 6 with 40 seconds to go. They were up 6 with 40 seconds to go. I’ll admit, the last-minute Piston collapse in Game 2 has me distraught. Hopefully, Detroit rights the ship in tonight’s Game 3, because the thought of Kobe and the Lakers dancing around the Staples Center with another championship this year makes me ill. So I’ll stick with my pick – this series goes back to LA with Detroit up 3-2, and the Pistons win in 7. Please? Update: Ric Bucher, who to his credit picked Detroit from the start, makes a compelling case that the Lake Show are still the ones in trouble. Let’s hope so.

I love this game, I hate this team.

So the NBA Finals are finally set, and it’s Detroit v. LA. I ended up doing decently well in my pre-playoff picks: I got the East champion right, and I think I would’ve gotten the West too if not for Sam Cassell’s injury. At any rate, I loathe the Lake Show, and particularly in its current incarnation, so I’m hoping against hope that these Pistons pull it out. With that in mind, (gulp) Pistons in seven…I guess we’ll see on Sunday.

Wait ‘Til Next Year.

So, despite my earlier wishful thinking, the Knicks stunk up the joint, getting swept in the playoffs and being completely exposed as the one-dimensional squad they are by the high-flying New Jersey Nets. Sigh. Well, hopefully Isiah Thomas will be able to somehow coax a quality free agent to the Garden this summer, as I’m not feeling too good about rooting for Allan Houston’s banged-up knees and Tim Thomas’s incredible disappearing game for the next few years. But, in happier sports news, at least the Yankees are terrible…

Holy Holes and Broken Bats.

Also in the trailer pipeline of late, “Jesus” Jim Caviezel channels Bobby Jones in Stroke of Genius (Not in a million years…this feels like a Lifetime movie, right down to Claire Forlani as the long-suffering wife…and where’s Bagger Vance?), and Bernie Mac rests on his hitting laurels in Mr. 3000 (Nice of ’em to condense the entire movie into a three minute viewing experience.)