Since my sister practices law in the City of Brotherly Love, my rooting interest in the current World Series is with the Philadelphia Phillies. Besides, it’s difficult to warm up to the ruthless efficiency of the New York Yankees as opposed to the team with the best mascot in all of sports, the Philly Phanatic (seen here with my Mom). So here’s hoping for a three-game sweep in the friendly confines of Citizens Bank Park … not least because it would curtail the amount of time I have to listen to Tim McCarver‘s increasingly ridiculous bloviation. Whither art thou gone, Al Leiter?
It totally goes against the grain with me to bet on the outcome of baseball games (it would be like wagering in church). Football, however, is another matter. Since my better half has enlisted my input on 1/3 of her weekly Great Giveaway tickets, perhaps I should list my picks on S&G … if for no other reason than to give the readership a hearty Monday-morning laugh. Last weekend I went six-for-six on early Sunday games, then got totally skunked on the late-afternoon and evening ones. Neither on the field nor in the betting pool is there any room for error in the NFL.
Sorry, David, but the Yankees are the kings of Oklahoma. It must be the Mick and Bobby Murcer.
Oh, yeah, let’s talk about the Phillies … as another die-hard Yankee fan, I guess I missed the sweep. “Ruthless efficiency?” Ya got that straight, mostly by striking in the bottom of the 7th or 8th, then bringing in the best damn reliever in the history of the game, Mariano. That mascot is dumb.