Let there be Light.
You give PECO 24 hours to work on a problem, and they’re going to solve it. I won’t lie. I’m pretty excited that the lights came back on, but I’m pretty devastated that the whole day of blogging basically went down the old commode. Now, the only thing left to do is to hose myself off, try to locate some clean clothes, and face the weekend. I should probably be doing this as we speak (these telephone poles just fall without warning), but I’m going to try to hang in there, and get a post done under the wire.
I was a little upset that I couldn’t talk about the baseball games yesterday. Matt Holliday’s sweet grab in left was amazing, and surprisingly Cubs like. The Dodgers are going to win this series? Really? The Phillies loss was certainly disconcerting. Do we know or care if Cole Hamels was distracted by his wife’s imminent labor? I know I don’t care. Loss is a loss, and for the Phillies it was a telling loss where they produced only one offensive whimper. The fact that this 3-run rally came right after they played “Welcome to Jungle” I think is no coincidence. The class Phils are now left with Pedro in game three after burning through several starters in the bullpen of game two. I think Charlie might have mis-managed the pen a bit. The seventh seemed like the time to bring in Eyre, and then he had to anyway once Happ got clipped with the line drive. I’d be a lot more comfortable if Happ was going game 3. Pedro leaves me hopeful, but nervous. Side story, the weather in Denver is supposed to be awful. Like wintery mix nightmare. Good stuff.
I was right about my Tiger Woods/Steve Sticker pairing being dominant on Thursday, and I was also correct about no one caring about this event. I’m hoping it heats up a little on the weekend, but even me, a supporter is finding it to be a little mundane. And, speaking of mundane, golf was officially approved for the 2016 Olympics in Rio. The area has zero (0) championship golf courses, so a layout is going to have to be commissioned. I’m available for the design. I once drew a sick track in the back of one of my college notebooks. I’ll even give the IOC a discount. Two million flat, and we’ll talk.
Donovan is back Sunday at 1pm. The Eagles take on the Bucs. Big Dub H has alluded to the shockingly easy schedules that the NFC East has had to this point, and it continues this week. I’m expecting the Birds to cruise in this one, and they might even cover that monstrous line. It is, without a doubt, one of the worst NFL slates I’ve ever seen, though. Back in college, JCK and I used to identify one “stinker of the week”. Over the years, they seemed to multiply, this week…there’s ten. Ugly stuff for the NFL, is there any concern about this product? How many teams are going to win 3 game or less this year? 4? 6? It’s insane. If you don’t have a hometown team to watch this weekend, I feel sorry for you.
I’m out, still feeling a little dejected. Stop messing with my life PECO. I’m trying to do some things here. Dang. Have a good weekend everyone. Thanks for the visits and comments, and patience.
