
Digressing we shall go
I find myself in Boston, home of Fenway Park, in the Fenway-Kenmore neighborhood, half-named after The Fenway, now a parkway that runs along the Back Bay Fens, which is a jewel in the Emerald Necklace of Boston parks. I arrived at this digression while thinking of a title for today’s bloglings while housed for the moment in a subterranean studio apartment in Boston’s North End. I can’t yet find a direct connection in all these writings, but I presume the Fens of Boston were somehow given that label by a person recalling the fens of England, which are a form of “transitional” wetland. (They transist into peat bogs, agricultural land, landfills, suburbs, or shopping centers.) Anyway, this all has me reading interesting shit rather than working on interesting shit. I shall now transist into working shit.
Inflation
Patrick Mahomes just made a deal for more than half a billion dollars. To play a game.
Holy Wholly Fucking Shit!
Look at this:
The Knicks, down 29, came back to win by one: The biggest comeback/choke job in playoff history. What an exciting game. They were getting creamed. Hugely creamed. They were buried, deeply buried, from the end of the first quarter to the start of the fourth. But they cannot be buried. Simple as that. They are all but unkillable. And now they lead the finals 3-1. Was there a hero? Yes: the team. The winning basket was an amazing from-nowhere put-back by OG Anonoby, the third, fourth, or fifth-best player on the team. And that was on a miss by their best player, Jalen Brunson. And the goat on San Antonio was their GOAT-in-the-making: Victor Wembanyama, missing two free throws that would have saved the game. But the unkillable Knicks came back.
The next game is in San Antonio. If the Knicks don’t win there, they will win Game 6 in New York. Count on it.

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