And in watching, the second half of the Knicks/Celtics in the preseason the other night (the French call it ennui), I tend to agree.
Does Balkman have energy? Yes. But so does my eight-year old irish setter. Kaleigh doesn't know a thing about basketball. And, as we've seen through the different ports of call, neither does Isiah.
And Isiah, I won't even (inappropriately) "touch" anything you might have on your docket. ----- And we say, Let's Go Mets.
Say what you want about the squad from Queens, they have fun. As do the fans in Mets/WKTU Nation.
Tonight should be interesting. Jeff Suppan is coming off a full slate of rest, while the Mets will patchwork a pitching staff tonight, starting with Oliver Perez, then conceivably to Darren Oliver, Steve Trachsel, Aaron Heilman, Bob Ojeda, and Jerry Koosman.
I'll repeat: it's Jeff Suppan. Su-ppan (yes!). Second syllable rhymes with "Spahn." If I'm Willie Randolph, I'm not worried.
Then again, Willie the Yankee is putting a Pirates throwaway, the corpse of Darren Oliver, and potentially a guy with a 14+ ERA in the playoffs out there.
Just a thought: if the game is going well and the Mets can get to the 6th or so with a good tempo, keep Trach on the bench. He's too damned slow with his delivery and it's a schoolnight. ----- I was going to go all Greg Anthony-on-Renaldo Balkman on Donna Shalala, but someone else did a much better and concise job. ----- Whew, Jennifer Aniston and Vince Vaughn are still dating.
And to think I was worried about Kim Jong Il and the potential of North Korea proliferating nuclear weapons.
Priorities... ----- Back to the Mets: the postseason on Fox is why I'm glad Anna Benson lives in Baltimore's Inner Harbor.
How much would the Fox folks feature camera glimpses of the hurler's harlot missus in the stands, wearing something next to nothing, but different from the day before? ----- Yeah, I just quoted a Prince song.
But Raspberry Beret is potentially one of the top three songs of the 1980's. ----- I'll leave with this. Enjoy Thursday.