A Load of BS

15 years ago, I was working for what is now known as Valley National Bank. I got out of my car at approximately 8:45. Literally, in the time it took me to walk from the parking lot into the building, everything changed. Don't ever take anything for granted. It can all change forever in the span of ten seconds. Today, a lot will be made of some athletes either standing or sitting or holding hands for our National Anthem. You want to talk about injustice in this country? For me, it doesn't get any more unjust than terrorists from another part of the world hijacking airplanes and driving them into the World Trade Center killing thousands of innocent people. When you stand for the anthem, you're not just standing for yourself. You're standing for everyone who gave their lives, either willingly or unwillingly, so that you can live in America and have the nerve to claim injustice. Terrorists don't care about black lives, white lives, or any of that. They care if you a

I've been reading the Wrestling Observer flashbacks on the Blog Of Doom wrestling site. Right now, we are in March of 1988 approaching WrestleMania IV and Dave Meltzer is making his predictions on who will win the vacated WWF World Heavyweight Championship. Of course, after they changed the brackets to put DiBiase next to the Hulk-Andre winner, the outcome was pretty obvious if you were aware of the fact that Hogan was leaving afterwards to film No Holds Barred . If you weren't, you were thinking it was still Hulk's tournament to lose anyway and it was just a matter of who would be waiting for him in the finals. (HAHA, silly boys and girls!) Anyway, I searched for the original tournament brackets and came across another link from Place To Be Nation (of which my friend and UNH alum Scott Criscuolo is a major contributor) in which they invited others to re-book WrestleMania IV. The rules were that you could not duplicate any of the actual matches that took place and all

As a baseball fan, the beginning of every new year brings the anticipation of the announcement of a new Hall of Fame class. For the past few years, I have yearned for that moment when Mike Piazza's name is called. Since 2013, yours truly, along with other Mets fans, have cried foul as rumors and innuendo have kept Piazza from his rightful place amongst the game's immortals. It appears that, finally, the haters have been swayed by a lack of proof and an infusion of common sense. As reported via social media, Piazza has about 90% of the support of all writers on Twitter. There's a good chance that, at this time tomorrow, he will be among the newest inductees at Cooperstown. I will be amongst the many basking in the glory as the first ever Mets position player is enshrined. I will watch from my home, avoiding the annual apocalypse that overtakes Otsego County. I shall bide my time until my wife and I travel to upstate New York a few weeks later to prostrate in front of Mr.