Playoff Musings from the Armchair by Bill Ribas I’ll confess I missed the end of game 2 between the Cardinals and Dodgers (I had band practice if you’re keeping score), but when I heard what happened, and then saw the clips on Sportscenter, well, I felt bad for Matt Holliday. And while it was no ’86 game 6, where Bill Buckner did his best imitation of a croquet hoop (and … [Read more...] about Mr. Holliday? Meet Mr. Buckner
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Paychecks, Kids, and Your Beachfront Condo
Retirement Advice by Bill Ribas So it’s a nice fall day, you’re outside tossing a ball with your kid, and you’re thinking way back in the small of your brain, “man, it’d be nice if he made it big in sports so I didn’t have to worry about my retirement.” If you’re a parent, and have ever played with your kid, this dark thought has crossed your mind at least once. But how … [Read more...] about Paychecks, Kids, and Your Beachfront Condo
Game, Set, Motherf%#^$@* Match!
or Notes From a Cranky Old Man by Bill Ribas There’s a reason most high level sports performers don’t worry about the consequences of their actions: rarely, if ever, are the penalties not worth the effort. Our latest buffoon slash criminal is Serena Williams, she the Amazonian tennis player, who recently berated a line judge so badly that she cost herself the Open … [Read more...] about Game, Set, Motherf%#^$@* Match!
Brett Favre: Cash For Clunkers
By Bill Ribas In the movie “Transformers,” the robot Bumblebee plummets to earth and assumes the shape of a 1976 Camaro. He bonds with the kids, and after their few close calls with the Decepticons, hottie Megan Fox wonders why the robot took the shape of such a “piece of crap car.” The kids get dumped in a tunnel, the car drives off, metamorphing as a bright and shiny … [Read more...] about Brett Favre: Cash For Clunkers
Me & The Mets
By Bill Ribas The latest news out of Flushing is that Johan Santana is headed for an MRI, the hope that it’s only bone chips, or maybe some of the stitching of his jersey is getting caught on his elbow when he throws. Who knows. As a Mets fan, I have endured the lows of poor play, the highs of championships, but never anything like this year. The laundry list of players out … [Read more...] about Me & The Mets