The mis-named World Championships — the best teams in the world are playing for the Stanley Cup during the World Championships — begin Friday in some huge stadium, with crowds in the 75,000 neighborhood.
The US roster is down to only two Ryans, after having nothing but Ryans for the Olympic games.
Wish I could be listening to talk radio in Philly today, because there’s not much that’s more hysterical than hearing Flyers fans whine and blame and point fingers and complain. What a shame.
I have two appointments today, and of course they’re both outside, and of course the forecast is for scattered thunderstorms. The first is with Mr. Titleist in the early a.m. The next is a local baseball game (two-time defending state champion Mamaroneck) which is across the street from Walter’s Hot Dogs. So even if it rains all day, that last part is win-win-win.
Also, one of my playing partners this morning might be a certain 26-year-old with whom you guys are familiar.
PS, for those who asked and sent wishes, the old ticker checked out just fine the other day. I’m gonna be around for a long while. Calls for a hot dog.