CBS Sunday Morning Power Rankings

I watched CBS Sunday Morning per usual on Sunday, but I must admit I was distracted by the Olympics. I did not foresee this distraction when looking ahead to my next couple weeks and what I hoped to accomplish, but I suppose I should of. For all the the talk of the delta variant and COVID cases rising again worldwide, for all the tennis players who decided not to play, for all the corruption of the IOC, for all the countries that have lost billions of dollars by winning the poison chalice that is the prize of hosting the games, for all the authoritarian governments that will host in the future to sportswash their image as the rest of the world wises up to the con (don't invest public money in the Olympics or sports stadia in general), it took about 10 minutes for me to be completely and utterly hooked. Give me all the obscure sports that I can only see once every four years. Give me handball. Give me table tennis. Give me badminton. I'll even take archery or skeet shooting. I

So this will probably be a short post. I don't know why I didn't get around to a recap last week. Here is a short list of possible reason: I am lazy. I needed a break. I was busy. The episode wasn't the most compelling. Sports. I.e. preoccupied with tennis (Wimbledon), baseball (All Star game), and basketball (NBA Finals). The power rankings committee was tardy in tabulating and submitting the results. Some combination of the above. Anyway, the finals are over, the Reds are losing again and nothing important happens in tennis until next week, and even then I'm more interested in the prospect of seeing some live tennis than I am in watching a spectatorless Olympic tourney where only about half the top players are attending. How far has American Men's tennis fallen when I have to Google one of the 4 entrants into the singles draw because I've never heard of them? (Apologies to Marcos Giron, who is apparently #64 in the world.) The CBS SUNDAY MORNING POWER RANKINGS

Not that anyone is actively following the CBS Sunday Morning Power Rankings , but I know I'm behind. Look, it's officially summertime. This past Sunday was probably the nicest day of the summer, low 80's, sunshine. I spent most of my time outside. I rode a bike. I grilled out. I even cooled off in the pool while I could enjoy the outdoors without it being oppressively hot and muggy. Also, I had a home improvement project I needed to knock out. Not that I did that on my own. Shout out to my pops (I never previously referred to him as such.) for helping me out with said HI project. Anyway, I've been saying these things since May, right? I don't get paid to do this, so I could just stop and move on with my life, but my goal is to stick with it for at least a year. Hopefully, I'll continue on, but I also hope to have other another writing project off the ground by then and I don't know if I'll have time for both. There. I wrote it down on the internet, which

I really am going to try and keep it short this week. Doubt me? Watch. Wimbledon quick hits Mens Final Prediction: Djokovic vs. Matteo "The boy every mother wants their daughter to bring home except he's already dating Ajla Tomljanović" Berrettini. Berrettini has a 35% chance of making it interesting (> 3 sets) and lets a 15% chance of winning. I know those numbers are too high, but this is why we play the game. Women's Final Prediction: Oh my, is this a crapshoot. For posterity, Barty vs. Jabeur. Jabeur in 3. Alexandra Stevenson: An appreciation In 1999, two women's semi-finalists were expected and two were not. The two expected competitors were Lindsay Davenport and Steffi Graf. (Short aside: This was close to the end for Graf, after she had somewhat unexpectedly just won the French Open over Martina Hingis in a match that was as memorable for the French booing and jeering Hingis as it was for the level of play. She had just started dating fellow surprise Fr

There is a saying that fans of The Tony Kornheiser Show (AKA littles) will recognize that goes, "But what about your Thursday show?" The quote is attributable to Satchmo himself - a nickname Dr. Porthouser gave himself, despite Louis Armstrong already laying claim to said nickname, breaking all nickname rules known to God and Man. The nickname I'm most likely to answer to is Pillard. The origin of this nickname is so random, it in no way comprises my online anonymity except to those that knew me once upon a time. I doubt they will read this blog. Anyway, the HOF/WOF's saying is a rebuttal to those who think could do his job and host a radio show. The meaning is that while a Sunday football game may give you fodder to fill a Monday and maybe a some of a Tuesday show, the natural ebbs flows of a weekly news cycle (at least in the pre-Trump era) generally slows to a trickle as the week goes on. To fill a show, you have to be good at vamping and finding material beyond t