The 2017 unlikely New York Yankees. An unexpected run. A team that is young, spirited and talented. They must look at each other and smile knowing that there are very bright decades ahead. Great to see a group of baseball players having fun again. Was hoping to see a Dodgers-Yankees reprise. And their classic lament, “Maybe Next Year.” Not to be.
Lucky enough to have been there for the Whitey Ford-Sandy Koufax duel in 1963. But. Hey. Koufax got 16 strikeouts that day. And they swept the Yanks in 4 straight.
Can we all agree. ALCS sounds like a disease. It’s called WINNING THE PENNANT! Jeeez.
A halo over Emery Roth’s Corinthian temple atop San Remo’s north tower. Maybe it’s a sign? Go Yankees!!
Looked out the window last Friday. As “Gladys” does. And who do I see? Steven Spielberg & Kate Capshaw walking their dog across the street. They have a flat in the San Remo. Beats looking at Mrs. Dork in her purple bathrobe next door in Flo.
Then today on our usual Central Park rotation, came upon a filming crew. For YOU. An upcoming thriller for Lifetime. Shay Mitchell is in the chair getting makeup done to look like she’s been hit on the head with a rock. She of Pretty Little Liars fame. Apparently.
Football. Rodgers out. Injury. Quel surprise. It’s like getting nuts. And. The worst call ever by a remote video team against the NY Jets. Took away a clear touchdown called correctly on the field. Patriot’s owner was hanging out with CBS chief Les Moonves in his box. Do I smell payoff?
Television roulette. Every Sunday. No shows the rest of the week. All packed into one night. Last week’s Parts Unknown with Anthony Bourdain and Eric Ripert in the French Alps was cry laugh out loud. Ray Donovan is so dark this season have to watch Curb Your Enthusiasm as an antidote. And. Has anyone seen Vice Principals? Happened into it. Not sure what it’s about, but it is beyond weird. DVR’d the rest for nights when nothing’s on.
BROKEN RECORD ALERT!
Okay. I surrender. Dogs win. If you are allergic to them, you are screwed. Now it seems Mount Holyoke College and many others are allowing “comfort” pets in dorms to soothe the nerves of snowflakes. Forget that some poor kid is anxious about having an asthma attack or getting mauled. And. Unless human passengers can prove they can fly without having a medical reaction, they are dragged off the plane. The dogs stay.
Allergies to cigarette smoke, peanuts. Totally accommodated. Allergies to pets. Nope. Sorry. Not politically correct.
So. Days on end of swirling hurricane maps. Even through commercial breaks. Reporters straining against rain and wind. Again. For days on end. Natural disasters to be sure. Live shots of flooded streets and blown-away homes. Houston. Key West. San Juan. But. Where is the coverage of the California wild fires?
Is it just me or is this story relegated behind headlines of Donald & Harvey? No 24/7 coverage of true devastation, 30 dead, hundreds missing. Wineries. Vineyards. Businesses. Whole neighborhoods! Why not the same attention?
Jonas Bronck, a Dutch settler for whom New York City’s northern borough is named. Home of Arthur Avenue, a Zoo and of course the “Bronx Bombers”. Ironic that the iconic New York Yankees’ dramatic series comeback was capped off by Didi Gregorius, born in Amsterdam. Of the chivalrous order of Oranje. His two homers sealed the deal to win the Division title. A rare baseball import from Holland playing for New Netherland’s most famous team.
The Yankees, derived from the male name Janke, what Dutch-speaking Americans were called back in the day. Go Didi. Go Jankes!