In my world summer begins with Memorial Day. That calls for some lazy, hazy summer time thoughts . . .
Another birthday is near and that’s not something I look forward to at this stage of my life . . .
How I dread listening to so many of you, including my colleagues, whine about how much you miss football. It will get here soon enough . . .
The NBA season finally ends and, while I enjoy the playoffs, should the NBA season still be going on in late June? . . .
Wonderful nights at the Baseball Grounds eating a brats and watching the Suns . . .
Looking forward to taking a long weekend trip to St. Petersburg and watching the Rays . . .
Not understanding why so many people complain about Tropicana Field. It ain’t Wrigley or Fenway, but there are no rainouts . . .
Watching Wimbledon, the only tennis tournament that excites me . . .
Remembering how my youngest son and I celebrated my 60th birthday in St. Andrews, Scotland watching the Open at the Old Course and drinking ale. It doesn’t get better than that. . .
Wondering how many kids spending their summers playing all-star baseball and softball would rather be riding their bikes, going to the pool, just hanging out with friends and taking a vacation with the family . . .
Whatever happened to the three-month break from school? . . .
Counting the days until the first Major League Baseball manager is fired . . .
Dreaming of another three-day trip to Chicago and sitting in the Wrigley Field bleachers . . .
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