Happy Little Trees

Me, in sunglasses and Yankees hat, in the Mahopac High School 1987 yearbook. Hopefully nothing sketchy there.

"That's a crooked tree. We'll send him to Washington."

— Bob Ross, From "The Joy of Painting"


I had something completely different written for tonight.

But...well...no.

I'll stick to happy things.

Like broadcasting a basketball game at Brunswick. The Bruins picked up a big FAA win against Hopkins. This is what the game sounded like:

Babe Ruth (Picture found on CBSSports.com)

Babe Ruth would have turned 124 today. He is -- simply -- the GOAT of all GOATs.

He's the man. He was a mythical beast from Baltimore. Except most of it was real. Or had a sliver of being real.

He called his shot in the 1932 World Series. Yet to what degree did he really call it?

But this post isn't about him though.

Maybe it should be, but others have written more eloquently about him than I likely ever will.

His number three should be retired across baseball. Just saying.

He changed sports. I stand by that.

From 2016: Photo of All Season Movers - Kearny, NJ

The Yankees are well on their way to spring training.

Well, at least their equipment is. Though I've heard a few players are starting to straggle in before things really get going with pitchers and catchers next week.

While it's a tease, it's also happy.

Yet we still have Bryce Harper and Manny Machado unsigned. We're heading for baseball anarchy of some kind.

Baseball is also pondering somewhat sweeping (and likely foolish) rules changes (USA Today).

We'll see what comes of it.

Who doesn't love Bob Ross? Just posting this in case you didn't get the post title.

Not sure we can be friends if you don't like Doc Emrick. Nah, that's not true. But it's definitely a demerit.

I'm watching him call Bruins/Rangers on NBCSN. My goodness. Just brilliantly fun and joyous.

Here's just a small sample of his brilliance from another time.


And onto tomorrow we go.