So, I offhandedly mentioned that The Bootleg Family bought one of them newfangled LCD TVs last week. In the last 10 days, the biggest residual effect is that I've watched more NBA basketball in the last week and a half than I have in the last 10 years.
The reasons why I abandoned the NBA in the first place are a whole other post, but while I wonder why anyone would watch any athletic endeavor without the words "H" and "D", go read m'man Tom Daniels, who's got a new column up on Tailgate Crashers.
He goes all "running diary" on last night's George Mason Warriors vs. Dallas Mavericks playoff game. Not sold? Well, he also provided in-game updates from both the Yankees and Mets. But, you hate sports, you say? Well, then marvel at his skills as he guides a drunk, homeless friend (think "Tipsy Biscuitti") through the streets of New York and, probably, to his death.
Hurry, before Tom realizes he misspelled "Nowitzki" throughout the entire column.