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Apparently, digging fish crackers from the bottom of the box is quite taxing.
All of the major sports are in action to some degree, even if the action on professional football’s part is of a thoroughly contrived nature. In the most overhyped event on the calendar department, the NFL had its grand reveal of the 2026=2027 schedule on Thursday, May 14th. Since the actual schedule, in terms of who plays whom, is announced immediately after the conclusion of the preceding regular season, it is a mite difficult to get all that jazzed about when said games will take place during the upcoming season. Last time I checked, a win or loss in September has the same effect on the standings as does said event in December. But what would ESPN have to fill countless hours with if it didn’t have something for its roster of failed and faded formers to yell at each other about for hours on end? They could do something crazy like show real live games or something, but why do that when there are poses to strike?
Speaking of strike, enjoy major league baseball while it’s here, as next year’s slate of Games of the Week will feature the Richmond Flying Squirrels versus the Akron Rubber Ducks. There is a heavy air of inevitability that once the current labor agreement expires on December first of this year, everything will stop and stay stopped for months, including all 12 in 2027. The owners can’t figure out how to navigate a local broadcast market that, except for the high rollers — Los Angeles Dodgers, New York Mets, New York Yankees — has thoroughly crashed and burned, leading to drastic revenue inequalities. The players can’t figure out that there are very few teams able, let alone willing, to shell out hundreds of millions to players based on last year’s batting averages or ERAs. Both sides blame the other for their own shortsightedness and lack of self-control. It’s all quite reminiscent of a Rush song.
The NBA is lumbering toward its Finals. Going into today (Saturday, May 16th), one suspects that in the Eastern Conference, the New York Knicks will most likely easily handle whoever wins the Detroit Pistons-Cleveland Cavaliers series. Meanwhile, out West(ern), one strongly suspects that whoever wins the San Antonio Spurs-Oklahoma City Thunder conference championship series will go on to be the league champion. The Knicks are good. Both the Spurs and Thunder are better, much to the NBA’s chagrin.
The NHL is aligned in much the same fashion as the NBA when it comes to the postseason. In the Eastern Conference, the Carolina Hurricanes will most likely easily handle whoever wins the Buffalo Sabres-Montreal Canadiens series. Meanwhile, out West(ern), one strongly suspects that the Colorado Avalanche will defeat the Vegas Golden Knights in the conference finals, then go on to win the battle of the natural disasters against the Hurricanes and take the Stanley Cup back to Denver. The Hurricanes are good. The Avalanche is better. The NHL has no preference in the matter, though if the Canadiens can beat Buffalo and then go on to shock the world, I doubt the league would mind.
Enjoy the weekend, everyone.
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