Whitt's End: 7.2.10
Whether you're at the end of your rope or merely the end of your week, welcome to Whitt's End:
*Like you, I'm beyond frustration at the Texas Rangers' financial state. Chuck Greenberg, as I wrote in April, is the best man for the job. And I still believe he and Nolan Ryan will wind up owning this team. Don't understand why we're now going through an open auction when, in the end, Major League Baseball has final final final approval of who joins its private country club.
*Everybody, me included, gets on Michael Vick for hanging around the wrong folks. Saw some photos of Cowboys quarterback Tony Romo at Six Flags riding a ride with his girlfriend's brother. That would be Chace Crawford, the guy recently busted with marijuana. I know it's nowhere near the same, but I figured we'd hear some chirping from Romo critics. Maybe last year's playoff win has worked wonders.
*Never really understood fireworks. How they work, I mean. The illusion is that they're always bursting out toward you, but there's no back side of them either. Then again, I can't wrap my brain around rainbows or how boats float.
*Last night in the eighth inning Michael Young's just gotta be running doesn't he? In a one-run game that became a 2-1 loss, he inexplicably is left standing on third base despite a wild-ass pitch that sailed over the catcher's head to the backstop. Maybe he'd have been thrown out at the plate, but in that scenario you make the catcher and the pitcher make two perfect plays. And plays, by the way, that neither of them are commonly asked to make.
*Funny ass commercial is the new Geico ad featuring R. Lee Ermey calling a crying dude a "jackwagon." Randomly call somebody a jackwagon this weekend. Go ahead. Do it.
*Keep an eye on SMU football. Something's not right. I know head coach June Jones supposedly signed a lucrative contract extension last November, but he can't be happy at all by these players being dismissed from his team and recruits not being accepted into school because of SMU's ridiculously tough academic standards.
*Simply put, Vladimir Guerrero has made it fun to watch baseball again.
*The "DFW Digs Dirk" campaign is cute and all, but to me it reiterates the old saying that you don't really know what you got 'til it's gone.
*Tiger Woods and Roger Federer were once championship-winning, text buddies playing their own game of top this. Now? Federer has lost in the quarterfinals of two straight majors and Woods has a former coach calling him out, a reported $750 million divorce settlement looming and a struggling game. Coincidence?
*Saw the Pyschedelic Furs last night at The Granada. Lead singer sounds just like you remember him. And, surprise, the place was sold out. Even bumped into former Dallas Cowboy Daryl Johnston.
*This weekend? My plans are to go to the lake, play in a golf tournament, eat some watermelon, watch some fireworks and, of course, fly my flag. Don't be a stranger. Oh yeah, any poor saps other than me gotta work on Monday?