No hits and 12Ks. Justin Verlander, you are beyond hot.
And your girlfriend…
…is as cute as a button.
I’ll leave all the hyperpole about what this means to Verlander, the Tigers, and to the game of baseball to the very cute Karl Ravech. But anything that makes Jim Leyland tear-up, must be pretty amazing to experience. I was shocked just to see the crusty old GM hug anyone!
I’m having a very hard time writing about the NBA Finals. Really. I’ve been staring at this image for at least twenty minutes now. The homer in me is secretly happy that Cleveland is suffering. The friend in me is afraid to call my pal Jeremy, but know I really should just to make sure he’s not suffering too much. So can we just pretend that Tim Duncan and Sasha Pavlovic are just in a heated game of Twister and that Game 3 hasn’t happened yet? That the last second foul on LeBron, which of course was not called, was all just a terrible dream?
In news that probably only I find interesting or hot, the Swiss and the Kiwi’s are already sniping at each other regarding the future of the nationality rules, and the America’s Cup still does not get underway for ten more days. (For those of you who do not follow sailing, the keeper of the America’s Cup is also the keeper of the rules.) The billionaire you see on the left, Ernesto Bertarelli – #76 out of the 946 billionaires in the world if you keep track of that sort of thing – is not only the principal behind the Swiss team Alinghi, but also is a member of the sailing team itself.
Don’t worry. They show the races on Versus, so most of you will never have to pay attention to the results anyway. Hard to believe there was a time when these races were the anchor on ESPN2.