Hockey Soccer Basketball Baseball Golf, etc...

This time of year my television is on every night, usually, oh well, always tuned into a major sporting event. The Black Hawks have regained Lord Stanley's Cup,after a long draught, defeating the despised Broad Street Bullies of old, Philadelphia Flyers. The Hawks, clearly the better team had to fight until the last seconds against a scrappy, somewhat questionable, group of guys who fought their way up the playoff ladder to game seven.
The U.S.A. soccer team played England to a one one draw on a shaky performance of the British goalkeeper. In the blink of an eye a routine stop slithers away and ties the score. While I am keeping an eye on the box scores of this the most watched sporting event in the world, I am only rooting for our home team, and that incessant noise has got to go.
Mets, Yankees, almost perfect/imperfect games, grand slams, Strasberg, give it to me. The MLB channels are on constantly, with me wearing out the batteries on the remote by moving from one event to the next, and next, and next.
Tiger, Phil,The US OPEN. Need I say more. The press harps too much on their family lives. Cut it out already. Let's just play golf. Man versus the little white ball.While I hope Tiger makes a run at the title, and Phil is his partner on Sunday,deep down I say the trophy should go to someone else, a rising star who has no known baggage the announcers can drone on for hours at a time. Just golf this week boys.
Game seven in L.A., Lakers versus the Boston Celtics. Pretty cool. Even to those who do not like N.B.A. Basketball, this event has to draw you in. Doc Rivers, Phil Jackson, Rondo, Kobe, whew, I am tired and a bit hoarse through game six coaching both teams from my comfy chair.
So honey, I'll paint the fence next week, ah but wait, isn't it N.F.L.training camp? Maybe the next week for that fence.