The Phils Pick
Unfortunate photo from philly.com.
As seen in today's Metro (for which I can't find a link yet this morning and I'm heading out of town for a story this afternoon, so lo siento), my gut's telling me the Phils take the World Series in five games, clinching at home with Series MVP Cole Hamels second dominating WS victory.
So, go Phils. Hope there's a parade. Et cetera.
While I'm here, though, a couple recent stories worth mentioning rapid-fire style:
I'm loving how the Inquirer has embraced gambling to the point of running columns entitled "Against the Spread." Also loving how the Krazy Kristians think that computers will work after the Rapture; how else to explain youvebeenleftbehind.com?
And, although I've never been a car guy, and never will be a car guy, I gotta say, after seeing its photos in this month's Maxim, that it may damn well be time to plunk down $39K on a Dodge Challenger SRT8.
Yes. I will name it Melba Toast.