Beach Ball

On a warm muggy day at the beach. Watching football. Go TB! No. Not Tampa Bay. Nor Tom Brady. Teddy Bridgewater. Go Panthers. Wouldn’t mind seeing Cam Newton prevail. Or. JG.

And. Hey. Next week the real U.S. Open from Winged Foot.

Just Play!

Professional Sports. Culture v. Business. Let’s face it. For the fans it’s all about kindred community. For the owners it’s about making money.

Either way. Preachy, pedantic, political announcers and demonstrations do little to enhance either. At least half of the audience will disagree with whatever the trendy topic of the day may be. Which also means losing lots of dough as ratings plummet.

So. Talk about the team & the game. And. Just play!

Managing Change

Memorial Day Weekend. Some things the same. Cool and gray. Backyard fire pits socially distanced. Most not. No summer tourists around. Locals abound. Beach towns on lockdown.

Golf tried to manage the new normal with a charity event. Tiger & Peyton v. Phippy & TB. It started as a soggy slow slog. Technical problems didn’t help. Until Brady made a miraculous shot into the hole. As he told Barkley, “Suck on that, Chuck.” The match became fun to watch. But. Tiger should never wear shorts. Again.

Mrs. America with Cate Blanchett as Phyllis Schlafly sounds deadly. But it was good. Historical context and perspective turned the anti-ERA villain into a complicated woman. Feminist leaders flawed as well. Balanced look back. ERA still not ratified to this day.

A distraction from Biden’s campaign which magnifies his lack of management skills. He couldn’t even assemble a competent team to make him look less inept in his bunker. Sad.

Not Sun Day

Blustery Sunday. So. What’s new? Looking forward to Tiger Woods. Phil Mickelson. Tom Brady. Peyton Manning. Charity Golf Match on TNT.

Rolling Stones new original song, Living in a Ghost Town. No Filter tour canceled. No Filter Instagram exposé by Sarah Frier on the way.

HBO’s Bad Education with Allison Janney & Hugh Jackman was good. On SNL. Brad Pitt as Dr. Fauci great. Miley Cyrus, too. Someone needs to do a wellness check on Bill Maher. Very depressed. Speaking of which. Last episode of Homeland series tonight.

St. Joe

Just in time for St. Joseph’s Day tomorrow. Joe Biden has cemented the Dem nom. Desperation to defeat Trump and the need for an avuncular hug during these scary times have elevated him to saintly status.

Will there be a convention? Will Bernie bro’s go for unity or keep up the fight? It all pales compared to more isolation and bad news.

However, the only thing Joey3Sticks and family are mourning is the loss of Tom Terrific from the Pats to the Tampa Bay Bucs. Oh the pain!

Joey3’s cat Brady is so upset he has taken to hitting the bottle and announced he’s moving to Tampa.  Buh  bye!

Deus Ex Machina

A white ball appears from the sky in the midst of Torrey Pines on the Southern California coastline. Tiger! Rory! Ricky! Even Phippy! Huh? Yes. Golf saves us from impeachment droning for four days. Praise the Lord.

Speaking of God. The New Pope is a bizarre arty trip which should be watched under the influence of something. And. Messiah continued to stretch spiritual and geopolitical boundaries. Season 2 assured.

Media Multi-Tasking

Started Messiah series. So far intriguing. Also The Outsider. Jason Bateman. Different. Then. Sunday Marathon.

Mahomes never quits. Spunky finish to send Kansas City Chiefs to the Super Bowl. Over in Santa Clara. Jimmy G didn’t have to work hard. Mostert and blockers dominated to easily take Niners to the NFC win.

Next. Ray Donovan finale. Characters stay true to themselves. Well-written and acted. Sláinte on a gritty season. Then. Capped off the evening fast-forwarding through the SAG Awards. Highlights. Schitts’ Eugene & Dan Levy. Peter Dinklage. Jennifer Anniston. Wow.

Oh. And. NYTimes endorsed Amy & Lizzie. Sorry Joe & Bernie.

Meanwhile. Scanning great photos from St. Vigilio Dolomiti Italia.

mAd Ski Ben.

Dee Breef

Okay. So. Pats were topped by Titans. Too bad. Ish. Brady on the loose as Kraft takes a back seat to Weinstein.

Trump’s clumsy wag-the-dog Iran strike has changed the subject. The Chaos Doctrine. Mandates a fresh look at the Dem candidates. Who can best take back the reins as a global leader?

Most of Golden Globe winners. Never saw the movies. Nor shows. However. Brad Pitt is more gorgeous than ever. Classy stands out. Some orbs. Others not. Ricky Gervais anti-elite shouts. Well done.

Schitt’s tonite. And. How will Ray Donovan get out of this one?

UnPrecedential

Opinion columns widely lament the dilution of impeachment. As with all things Trump. Bad behavior has become the norm. By him and as the IG Report showed many others in government. So if everything is bad. Nothing is bad.

Two old white guys steadily lead the Democrat pack. Biden and Bernie. Frank Bruni wonders if Mayor Pete is too young. Mike Bloomberg is too rich. Elizabeth & Amy too female. So. Then. Who?

On the fun side. The Presidents Cup. Golf in Australia on TV last night. U.S. vs. Non-European International players. Despite a certain son saying I’m the only person lame enough to have watched it, seeing Captain Tiger play well was great. So there.

Sense and Sensibility

As the election year shapes up, voters look for authenticity in candidates and politicians. Mayor Pete is a married gay military vet who hunts. He doesn’t play any of those cards for identity label advantage. Lizzie Warren is a consistent consumer hawk who talks about her life. But. Never plays the woman card as a thing. Both rising in the polls.

Series finale of The Affair. Made total sense. A sublime ending with earned redemption and hope. Beautifully crafted by Sarah Treem, the brilliant writer also noted for In Treatment and House of Cards.

And. Lamar Jackson, QB Ravens. C’mon.