Every time the Yankees lose a playoff series, an Angel gets its wings
Hm, unintentional pun.
Keeping up with American sports while here in Jerusalem is not easy. To wit, I've only actually watched one Eagles game while I've been forced to listen to three games on the Internet.
On the one hand, Merrill Reese's smooth baritone trumps even the best Fox coverage by roughly one-thousand percent. Now that I think about it, I could probably be a better announcer than most of the guys on Fox; and the best part would be Tony Siragusa's guaranteed absence. Okay, Joe Buck probably does a better job than I could, but I ask, are there not ten-year-olds in America who could do better color commentary than Chris Collinsworth? And seriously, don't even get me started on Tim McCarver. And Dad, if you're reading this, I'm with you on the "John Madden is too distracted by thoughts of buffets to properly call a game" bandwagon.
Three channels broadcast NFL games in Israel. ESPN shows Sunday night football (live, at 3am) and Monday Night Football (also live, also in the dead of the night). METV shows a couple of games that are being broadcast on CBS in the states (roughly 1-2 Eagles games per season). Fox Sports shows a seemingly arbitrary 1pm Fox (NFC) game, but has thus far neglected to broadcast any 4:15pm games. And as luck would have it, the Eagles are playing a staggering eight late games on Fox this season. So unless anyone has any bright ideas, it's going to be me, Merrill, Mike Quick, and the Eagles, going late into the night together another six times. Sigh. And yes, I was listening to the game this week until 1:30ish, desperately hoping for an Arrowhead-like comeback that never arrived. Double sigh.
When I woke up this morning and had a little spring in my step. I guess my soul knew that the Yankees lost before I could read about it on ESPN.com. Such a shame to see two-hundred and six million dollars go to waste like that. Now the Angels can go and get smoked by the White Sox, which could set up a World Series of the oh-for-forever Astros vs. the aforementioned oh-for-the-last-eighty-something-years White Sox. As a Philadelphia sports fan, this moves me on the one hand, because I have a soft spot for hard-luck teams, but frustrates me on the other hand, because I'd have trouble rooting against either team. And as we all know, the only thing that compares to rooting for Philadelphia sports teams is rooting against non-Philadelphia teams for valid (they beat us last year) or inane (ugly uniforms) reasons. And all that being said, I probably won't see a minute of any of the baseball playoffs. Ah me.
Well, this had nothing to do with Jerusalem, or the fast approaching Yom Kippur, but I just needed to get this off my chest today.
Hm, another unintentional pun. Sorry.
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What's with writing out "two-hundred and six million dollars?" Is there some sort of gematriatic meaning in there?
As a Yom-Kippur aside, I went home between musaf and minchah for a quick 1.5 hour break, and on my way home, was thinking about how easy my fast was going...that is, until I walked into the house to the smell of my mom's fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies. Um, that didn't really help my fast any. So I ran upstairs and locked myself in my room, where I could not smell that delicious goodness.
Mmm, Hinda cookies.
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