Wednesday, May 10, 2017


Over the course of the past several days, there has been one constant that has made me say, "Wow" repeatedly.  That of course is Pop Pop's Princess, little Maggie, for whom I feel love so strongly that my heart has undergone a Grinch-like metamorphosis.  She is simply extraordinary.  Stunningly so. 

During this same admittedly Maggie-centric period, a few things have popped their head above my personal tree line long enough for me to take notice.  I loved that the Yankees spent this past weekend at Wrigley Field playing the Cubs.  I detested the fact that Major League Baseball - with two of its most storied franchises playing in the ballpark that grudgingly added lights and did so decades after the Cubs began playing there - scheduled but one of the three games in the afternoon.  Sure, I missed watching Friday's game, which the Yankees won when Gardner hit a home run on a 2-2 pitch in the top of the ninth inning because the game started and ended while I was at work, but so what?  It was afternoon baseball played in the last cathedral of afternoon baseball in the big leagues.  You know, old school.  

On a weekend that proved to be bone-chilling in Chi-town, the Yankees and Cubs played night games on Saturday and Sunday.  To make matters worse for the folks who paid their way into the friendly confines, Sunday night's game ended in the wee small hours of Monday morning.  Ridiculous.  If I was Commissioner of MLB, all three of those games would have been played under Chicago's natural light.  

When Cardale Jones was a freshman at the Ohio State University, he became the recipient of a lot of grief (and with good reason) when on the morning of October 5, 2012 he Tweeted: 

Why should we have to go to class 
if we came here to play FOOTBALL,
we ain't come to play SCHOOL, 
classes are POINTLESS.

With Cardale Jones playing quarterback for the Buckeyes in 2014, Ohio State won college football's National Championship.  Jones now plays in the NFL for the Buffalo Bills.  Last week, he found himself back in Columbus, Ohio.  

Twenty-four-year-old Cardale Jones graduated as a member of the Ohio State University's Class of 2017.  In so doing, he became the first member of his family to graduate college, earning his degree in African-American and African Studies.  And in so doing, he demonstrated not only a lot of pluck, perseverance, and determination, but an excellent, self-deprecating sense of humor.  Well played, young man.  Well played indeed.  


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