Day 293: 449 Words About Columns

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It’s Thursday afternoon. And I know what that means. My brain is sunburnt, the weekend is coming, the horns on Broome St are honking and I get to write a random number of… Continue reading

Day 292: Stupid Storyline Ideas – Jimmy Uso [Wrasslin’ For Lunch]

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As reported by every single news source covering sports, sports entertainment and the state of Florida, Jimmy Uso was pulled over Monday night in Pensacola. He was driving 50 in a 35 and… Continue reading

Day 291: Telephone Line Part III

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Because you would never expect anything less from me, what follows is an extremely personal account about the worst two weeks of my life and the lives of some people that I love.… Continue reading

Day 290: At Least Alcides Escobar Is Back [Beer League Roundup Week 13]

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What’s up Bear Leeguers? Remember Alcides Escobar? He’s back and not even in Pog form! The former all-star, gold glover and certified Boy hasn’t seen a major league at-bat since 2018, back when… Continue reading

Day 289: Because America [Top 5 Top 5 Sunday]

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Oh snap, the 4th of July landed on a Sunday! That means I get to write a whole bunch of lists about America! Hell yes! I don’t even feel like saying anything else,… Continue reading

Day 288: Baseball Haikus – Angels at Yankees 6/30/2021

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Trying to warm upThe paparazzi followsNo moments alone Master of the moundBlasts moonshots almost nightlyShohei Ohtani Top of the 2nd: Angels 2, Yankees 7 It fell apart quickWalking everyone in sightHe’s already out… Continue reading

Day 287: I’d Rather Leave In The 3rd Inning [Friday Thoughts W/ TeeCoZee]

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Good Moleman. Wait, there was no cane in Citizen Kane! Shhh…you wanna get sued?!? It’s Friday, July 2nd, 20Twenty1. The weather in Astoria is 77° & Pantone 17-1503 and somewhere, somebody is being… Continue reading

Day 286: 419 Words About Ice Cream

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It’s Thursday night. And you know what that means. It means I’m really late at writing and I looked for a prompt in a hurry. This weeks prompt came from my lovely wife,… Continue reading

Day 285: 1996 Was The Year Of The Imposter [Wrasslin’ For Lunch]

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The mid-90s were a strange time for professional wrestling. In the wake of the great Hulkamania crash, both WWF and WCW were doing whatever they could to get ratings. But their desperation showed… Continue reading

Day 284: Scorch

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This is the Morning of Horrible Realizations. The first one: that this isn’t the Morning of Horrible Realizations, but rather, The Afternoon of Horrible Realizations. The second one: that I forgot to buy… Continue reading