Monthly Archives: July 2011

Gotta marvel at the series of moves in Phil-a-elphia sports over this weekend.  Though the Iggles GM Howie Roseman keeps pulling rabbits out of a helmet, the Phils GM Ruben Amaro Jr. captured my heart by snaring Hunter Pence from … Continue reading →

If you only know Amy Winehouse, the performer, and knew nothing of her family background, this isn’t the type of photo you’d expect to see at her funeral.  Yarmulkes aren’t usually linked with cremation.  But as the juxtaposition of two … Continue reading →

Big day for Big Joe and the Amateur Talent Show at Jenkinson’s on PPB.  Normally the audience votes by applause for which of the contestants they favor.  But for the semifinals and finals, Big Joe imports a celebrity panel of … Continue reading →

How does one gauge the extent of hypocrisy, yet alone its significance?  Personally speaking, the Leiby Kletzky horror story has resurrected a significant problem of hypocrisy that I encountered in my youth.  I was raised as an Orthodox Jew, but … Continue reading →

Yo listen.  Baseball isn’t my day job.  I was just a Phantasy Camp wannabe.  But I’m a serious fan.  So I distinctly recall when Roy Oswalt went down in Spring Training, on March 24th, after getting smacked by a line … Continue reading →

My hunch is that Levi Aron’s ex-wife in Memphis hummed the lines of one of Aretha Franklin’s signature songs more than a few times during her reportedly tumultuous marriage to the Butcher of Brooklyn: I ain’t no psychiatrist, I ain’t … Continue reading →