Go Mariners! (Was hard to see Paxton go down before he even got started)
Yankees just broke even last night, digging their way out from an horrendous start: dumb errors, bad base-running, ugly at-bats, it’s been terrible. The pitching has been stellar, however.
No one has run away with anything in the early going, and there’s a lot of intensity out there. SD & LA played each other as if it was October. Same with the Reds and the Cubs. Mets and the Phillies, too, heating up old animosities.
Harper took a 97mile an hour fast ball to the face and was no worse for wear. Wild.
The United States has become a place where entertainers and professional athletes are mistaken for people of importance….
I’ve Needed a Doctor… I’ve Needed a Teacher… I NEED farmers every day… I have NEEDED an auto mechanic, a plumber, a house painter and a lot of other everyday people.
But I have NEVER, not even once, NEEDED a pro athlete, a media personality, or a Hollywood entertainer for ANYTHING
I for one love excellence, whether from an actor, writer or director, from an architect, sculptor or painter, or, indeed, an athlete. Excellence is a beautiful thing to witness.
Harmon Killebrew was baptized and ordained by Merlin Olsen, formerly of the LA Rams.
The two met at a sports dinner in Phoenix, AZ in the late 1950s and Harmon told Merlin that he wished his (Harmon's) wife would let him (Harmon) fool around with other women.
So Merlin told him (Harmon) about the Celestial Kingdom, and how he (Harmon) could have all the women he (Harmon) wanted and his (Harmon's) wife could do nothing to stop him (Harmon). In fact, the word in the Temple was that women were resurrected without tongues, and the only sounds they could make were during sex.
So Harmon Killibrew joined the church!
This might not be true, as lately my gifts of prophecy and revelation have been spotty, at best, and totally absent at worst. So take this with two grains of salt and call me in the morning.