The Knicks need some shooters because we’re not living in the ’90s.
Watching a weekday afternoon baseball game is better than day drinking. Though it never hurts to combine the two recreational pursuits.
If you are going to indulge in an afternoon beer, here are some breweries that are kicking some serious ass:
- Upper Pass Beer Company (South Royalton, VT)
- Schilling Brewery (Littleton, NH)
- Orono Brewing Company (Orono, ME)

Brett Gardner will go down as one of my all-time favorite Yankees. He is the modern day version of Roy White. (A home run and a double in today’s matinee action versus the Tampa Bay Rays at Yankee Stadium. Yes, Gardner has been struggling.)
I must be a hockey Neanderthal because I don’t have a real issue with the seismic hit Winnipeg’s Mark Scheifele unleashed on Montreal’s Jake Evans in Game 1 of their playoff series. Odd play: Scheifele skating at top speed trying to prevent Evans from scoring – Evans in an awkward position trying to score on an empty net goal with a wrap around move – and then a collision that resembled a Hummer pulverizing a Fiat.
Naomi Osaka makes a valid point regarding athletes being mandated to speak to the media after a difficult loss. If any of us have a rough day at work, no one sticks a microphone in our face wanting to know how it feels to be reprimanded by the boss. When a kid dreams of playing a sport, those dreams usually don’t include talking to the media.
If you’re a young Trae Young, you were dreaming of talking to the media.
Please don’t equate the theatrics of Atlanta’s Trae Young with the legendary exploits of Reggie Miller.
Bob Brenly is taking heat for ripping on Marcus Stroman’s du-rag, which the pitcher wears underneath his Mets hat. Remember when Buck Showalter criticized Ken Griffey Jr. for wearing his hat backwards in batting practice.
Looking for a new show to watch? AMC’s Gangs of London is the most psychotic and ultra-violent show that makes Peaky’s Blinders look like a Disney creation. Every episode has a scene that elicits a, “Holy Fucking Shit!”
In our move to a maskless world, a guy tells me he immediately went to The Glass Slipper after attending a Celtics playoff game. This beaten down strip club is one of the final remnants of what remains of Boston’s Combat Zone. Good to see that vice is making a comeback.
Speaking of vices, liquor stores were printing cash during the pandemic.



















