Hey Everyone:
My sister in law’s dog turned one last week.
I still don’t consider myself a dog person, which judging by many of your social media posts, puts me on a list of despicable people somewhere between Atlia the Hun and Kim Kardashian.
But after watching my cousin’s dog last year, I’ve gotten better. And I have to admit, my dog niece, Darby, is a lot of fun.
If I’m sitting next to Tara, Darby will literally squeeze in between us and give me dog kisses, while whacking Tara in the face with her tail. Then she’ll turn around and do the same thing, kiss Tara while her tail goes 100 MPH in my face.
She loves shoes, and she’s gotten a lot better about waiting till they are actually off your feet before she tries to take them.
On Sunday Darby’s “mom” Megan had a little party for Darby. On Saturday morning, Tara wanted to go to Front Street Bakery in Rockville Centre to get doggie treats for her.
The morning had gotten away from us a bit, and Tara said,”We’ll just got to Petco in the morning and pick something up for her.” I was taking the train into the city on Saturday and the trains were running late, so I headed over to FSB myself.
I called Tara while I was waiting on line to get into the bakery, “Are you sure they have dog treats here? Are they going to laugh me out of the bakery if I ask where they keep the dog stuff?”
Tara laughed “Only you would think that. They have a whole shelf for dogs.”
I got in there, and as Joe Biden would say “sonofabitch..”
Pupcakes (instead of cupcakes, seewhattheydidthere?) and dog biscuits that look like rainbow cookies. Amazing!
And Front Street Bakery is pretty fancy. Their cakes are off the charts, and they have M&M Cookies, (not as good as the ones you used to get at Walter’s in Woodside, but pretty good). But yeah they had a couple of shelves with Dog Treats. Some places think of everything don’t they?
So I was happy to present our Darby with her gifts on Sunday. When Megan gave her the pupcake, she sniffed it, touched it with her paws, than ran around with it in her mouth. “You know you can swallow that” I told her as if she’d understand what the hell I was saying.
All in all, a successful 1st birthday. Happy Birthday Darbs!
NFL DRAFT- Or as I like to call it, my team's Super Bowl.
Saw this tidbit in the Post on Thursday morning...
The Jets will become the first team in the common draft era to select two quarterbacks in the
top three within four years of each other
Now if that don't inspire confidence in your team, I don't know what will.
But it just proves something I've been saying all along... These people who say "You may never get another chance to draft a franchise QB. Well, the Jets are about to do it for the second time in four years. Seems to me the only way you don't have a chance to draft a franchise quarterback, is if you actually draft a franchise quarterback!
Now I don't want to rain on Zach Wilson's parade, I love his attitude and his spirit. He's easy to like, easy to root for. I have nothing against him, I'll be rooting for him as hard as anybody.
And maybe it's that these kids birth certificates are getting further away from my numbers and closer to those of my kid, but I'm hoping we give this kid a chance. I know I said I wanted Darnold gone after he threw all those picks against New England, so I promise to practice what I'm preaching here.
I just can't excited anymore. Too many Browning Nagles, too many Mark Sanchez's, too many Sam Darnolds.
Too many nights where draft night is our Super Bowl.
Mets
I understand those of my fellow Mets fans who say that worrying about the Mets struggles in the early goings of the season is foolish, being that this is a 162 game marathon and not an all out sprint. I dig all that.
Here is my issue.
In 2018, from July 1st on, the Mets had a 45-37 record. Had they gone 45-35 in the first 80 games, they would have won 90 games and made the playoffs. (90 wins would have won the NL East in 2018)
In 2019, from July 1st on, the Mets had a 47-29 record. Had they played just .500 ball before hand, they would have won 90 games and made the playoffs.
My point being that I don't want the Mets digging themselves a hole they can't dig out of. If they are 10-15 games below .500 at the All Star Break, then go on another 2nd half tear but miss the playoffs, well that's not gonna cut it this year. In 2019 especially we were told that the hot finish would be a springboard to a successful 2020. Now COVID 19 took care of that, but now we have a new owner, a superstar new SS, and a solid core of young hitters, not to mention the best pitcher in baseball. There is no excuse for not making the playoffs this year.
So pardon me if I'm not exactly chock full of patience and understanding. I'm confident that Francisco Lindor will start hitting (I love his defense and his leadership qualities) I'm confident that Michael Conforto who is playing for a contract will start to hit. I'm confident Pete Alonso will start hitting homers again.
And now would be a nice time to start.
Rangers
As I'm sitting here typing out this masterpiece, the Rangers are literally and figuratively getting their a$$es kicked by the a-hole Islanders.
Islander winger, goon and Boomer Esiason son in law Matt Martin elbowed Mike Zibanejad in the nose. The refs didn’t see it and more importantly, the Rangers don’t have anybody who can go out there and make Martin pay for it. This, after Martin also ended Jacob Trouba’s season with a hard (and I’ll admit clean) hit.
To me this is the big difference between my Rangers and the Bums from Belmont Park... the Isles have grit. Guys like Martin and Cal Clutterbuck, guys not afraid to mix it up.
I’m not looking for a team full of goons, I’m not looking to recreate the 1975 Philadelphia Flyers here, but we need someone who will answer for hits that injure our players. We have plenty of guys who can score goals and make fancy passes, our defense is solid and our goaltending is excellent.
We just need some guys who like to mix it up. Every good team has them.
2020 Census
I’ve been a Presidential buff since I was 7 years old. But it wasn’t until I got to 7th grade and was taught Social Studies by the legendary Tom Troisi that I learned how the Electoral College works.
And it’s funny the stuff you remember; Mr. Troisi divided us into so groups and had us ask each other questions, sort of a trivia contest. My question was “How many Electoral Votes does NY have?” I remember I gave the answer as 41 and it turns out I was wrong. In 1986 we had 36, down 5 from the 41 we had in 1980. Whatever map I consulted was out of date, plus Al Gore hadn’t invented the inter webs yet, so...
Last week the census results came out and once again NY lost an electoral vote and a seat in Congress. We are now down from 41 in 1980 to 28 now. California, Texas and Florida all have more votes than we do.
It shouldn’t be a surprise I guess, so many New Yorker’s heading down to FLA, including Captain Orange. Lower taxes, better weather, and all that crap.
I’d never live down there. Nice place to visit, and as much as I’d love to spend one Christmas in my life at the beach*, I wouldn’t want to do it every year.
I realize I’m worrying about something I have no control over, and in the grand scheme of things, maybe it doesn’t matter. No Republican has won NY since Ronald Reagan almost 40 years ago, so the only time the candidates come here is to raise money.
I just hate the idea of my home state fading into irrelevancy. Just seems like every 10 years or so, that’s what happens.
Sorry we got this out late, these doggie birthday parties take a lot out of you.
Stay Safe, Wear a Mask
and Have a Great Week
*we take pictures every year down in Pt Lookout, but I’m talking about sunbathing and surfing.
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