OK, Let's Get Going (just another way to say "Play Ball.")

All day, it began to feel right. Although somewhat chilly, there was warmth in the air. Sean and I ceremonially hung the Yankees flag up, then Sean recited the Pledge of Allegiance (with a few minor changes provided by me).

And yet, it was a normal spring day. We tried to drain water off the top of the pool and washed the cars. Laundry was done, the garage was cleaned, and a snake was spotted outside (pathetic little thing). Eventually, dinner was served (perhaps it should have been hot dogs, but pulled pork and mac and cheese will do). Then we watched Aladdin - an oldie, but a goodie (yeah, it's an oldie now - let's call it a classic).

Finally, I walked to the office, popped on the TV, and there it was. The Braves and Nationals were getting ready to open the Nats' new park in Washington. The National Anthem would be sung, the President would throw out the first pitch (say what you want about his politics, but the guy can throw), and we got underway.

There are plenty of things to nitpick at, sure. I still hate opening on Sunday night because ESPN mandates it. That's bull, but that's sports in this era - being dictated to by TV. I can't stand that ESPN is so busy listening to themselves talk that you don't get to see the lineup intros and the other pomp and circumstance. Again, that's TV. I'm shocked they showed the singing of the National Anthem. And of course, this is not my team that's playing. So for me, the REAL opener is tomorrow - 1:05 - in the still grandest cathedral of them all.

Baseball really should do it the way they used to - no other pitch could be thrown until the Reds held their annual parade, and started their game in Cincinnati. While baseball still does so many things right, it seems so destined to force feed countless things (Robinson, Jackie) yet forgets some of the little things that people love (single admission doubleheaders is a good example).

For tonight and, by extension, tomorrow, none of this matters. We don't care about Roger Clemens or even Andy Pettitte (the HGH user, not the pitcher). Jose Canseco is a sad, pathetic schlock-meister. He's not worthy of this conversation.

No, tonight we think about taking the extra base. About testing the right fielder's arm. We think about the new guys (LaTroy Hawkins will wear 21 in New York, in honor of Roberto Clemente. Nice thought, but there's a guy who wore 21 in The Bronx that's held in pretty high honor. Don't stink, LaTroy. That's all I'm saying.). We'll oil up the glove (maybe you won't, but I did). We'll turn on the radio (or Internet) and listen to the Voices. Especially the Great Scully. Always. So long as he's still doing it, there's nobody better, and I dare you to debate me on it.

The excitement builds to see my friends in Section 5 - Mick, Kennedy, Lizzie, Eddie, Steve, John (or some combo therein), and my cousin Kris.

Oh, we'll debate. Yankees? Mets? Red Sox? I don't want to debate about A-Rod doing steroids. I want to debate A-Rod versus Manny, or Papi, or even the Captain.

In fact, we're getting closer to debating A-Rod versus history. Is he better than them all?

The answer is still no. For now.

You can tell me I'm nuts if you wish; that baseball opened on Tuesday in Japan. I'll say poppycock (because it sounds more argumentative than Cracker Jack). That was a marketing ploy and exhibition that counts in the standings. It didn't give me the emotional charge that tonight has, or tomorrow will.

I wondered if it would happen. Why wasn't I getting that charge about baseball? I realized that I just needed tonight. No other sport does Opening Day like this. It just doesn't mean that much.

Indeed it hit me. The Final Four no longer seemed important. Wrestlemania? Irrelevant to me, but brilliantly covered by Sean Kilkelly. Fathers and sons tossed a ball around, and talked about the game. Our game. The American Game. Say what you want. I get it - football is king, the National Passion. But there's no doubt that baseball is still, and forever, the National Pastime.

Winter is over. The year can now begin. Baseball is back.

Play ball.

Steve Serby Q&A with Bobby Ray

I know, you're probably sick of the Bobby Murcer references by now. Well, here's some more. Here's a question and answer that Steve Serby did with Bobby Ray in the New York Post.

More Fearless and Incorrect Predictions

Well at least I have one team in the Final Four so far (thanks, UCLA). I should have taken North Carolina, but tried to be different, thus choosing Louisville. Such is life. If Texas and Kansas join the Bruins and Tar Heels, then I'll have three out of four. Not so bad.

That brings me to baseball, 2008. I've read some of the pros, like Peter Abraham, who I don't know and have never met, so calling him "PeteAbe" as some do doesn't seem right to me. Peter reminded me in his column today why I don't believe in heckling opposing players:

A fan wearing a Yankees shirt heckled Trot Nixon - a former member of the Red Sox who is now with the Diamondbacks - earlier this month during a game in Tucson, Ariz. Nixon heard the trash talk, then belted a two-run home run. He glared at the man as he crossed the plate. "If you want to get me right, bring in some Yankees fans," Nixon said. "You can hear everything in spring training."

I once saw people mocking Juan Gonzalez before Game One of the 1996 ALDS. I warned those around me that it might awaken a sleeping giant. All Juan Gone did that night was pop a three-run homer off David Cone as the Rangers beat the Yankees, 6-2. Full disclosure - the Bombers won the series in four games, but Gonzalez played like a man possessed.

Anyway, we'll start in the NL - in the East, to be exact. Despite what Abraham thinks, I believe there is nobody as good as the Mets in the league. Johan Santana is amazing, Pedro Martinez is revitalized, and John Maine looks scary good. Whispers are that Willie Randolph is in trouble, but I don't think it matters. I'm telling you now that they'll roll in the East, and they'll be representing the NL in the World Series. They do have some concerns - the bullpen is shaky, and Carlos Delgado looks done right now, but David Wright is big time, and can you really believe that Jose Reyes will be that bad again? No, me neither. Plus there's quiet Carlos Beltran, and as my colleague Sean Kilkelly said on WGCH with me on Friday, the Mets have a trade or some kind of significant move up their sleeve. I agree with him.

Oh I still like the Phillies, but their pitching scares me. Still I think they can grab the Wild Card.

In the Central, I'll ride the wave and say that Louie and the Cubs will win it. Sadly, in this 100th anniversary of their last World Series win, they won't pick up the hardware.

Colorado was a nice story in 2007, but who really remembers them at this point? I'd love to put Joe (Mr. Torre) and the Dodgers into the playoffs out of the Western Division, but they continue to run their organization like it's a small-market team. Laughable, really. I think Arizona is in better shape, with Brandon Webb and Dan Haren at the top of the rotation. If Randy Johnson returns and has anything, as a number three starter no less, then the D'Backs will be solid, and will jump to the NLCS.

I'll still take the Mets in the NL.

To the American League, let's get right to it. The Red Sox have enough to win the East Division. The Yankees, in my very humble and dark opinion, do not. The Central will be taken by the Tigers, so long as they get the pitching that they should have - especially from Dontrelle Willis. I'm not hearing good things from Seattle, so I'll take the Angels - the freaking pain-in-the-neck-play-like-the-Yankees-of-the-late-90's Angels - in the West.

That leaves the Wild Card. Oh, to have it be the Yankees. The grand lady (Yankee Stadium) has to have one more raucous October crowd.

Sports gods are funny in that they don't often behave that way. Sometimes yes; sometimes no.

These are the Yankees. The sports gods are not big fans (believe it or not).

(This will please Mr. Tim Parry) The Indians will take the Wild Card. They're better, and they have a true ace in CC Sabathia, who will show the world why he will be a Yankee in 2009. There's your first starter in the new Stadium.

I'll take the Tigers to win the AL, and the whole shooting match (over the Mets - don't thank me now, Mets fans). The primary reason for this is their pitching - Justin Verlander, Jeremy Bonderman, D-Train (Willis), Nate Robertson, and even Kenny Rogers. Their offense is solid, led by Pudge Rodriguez and Magglio Ordonez, and they have arguably the best in the managerial business in Jim Leyland. Put it all together and it spells a party in Motown.

As usual, I hope I'm wrong and that the Yankees are nailing down those final outs to win that now-elusive 27th Championship...in the Cathedral, before it's used as a hockey rink.

By the way, there's a law in New York that building can't be imploded, thus we can not share the joy of watching Shea Stadium crumble ala the Kingdome. Sad, that.

Incidentally, Ken Rosenthal picked the Braves to win it all. While I appreciate his high praise in thinking that Sean and I will lead our SoftToss team to the top of the Carmel Sports Association, I must remind Mr. Rosenthal that the CSA SoftToss division doesn't keep score. So nobody wins.

Oh, he didn't mean our Braves?

Well never mind then.

Might be Time For the Seahawks to Get Over It

- Photo by Dan Powers, The Post-Cresscent.
I've had my say about the Steelers win in Super Bowl XL. A couple of the so-called "bad calls" that went the Stillers way in that game were RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE OFFICALS' EYES.

As I recall, the striped shirts didn't have much to do with the blown plays (like letting the Steelers complete a 37-yard pass on THIRD and 28, or the dropped passes, or the Hines Ward touchdown catch...).

OK, so that was then. Gotta get over it, you say? Well give a read to THIS!

A 24-year-old South Kitsap man — and self-proclaimed Seattle Seahawks fan — was arrested Sunday for allegedly spitting on the hamburger he prepared for a man wearing Pittsburgh Steelers attire, according to Kitsap County Sheriff's Office reports.

Is it something you might have thought about? Perhaps, but to actually do it?

Yikes.

Move on, fella.

Besides I have more pressing things to worry about. Like why - in the Facebook quiz called "What is Your 80's Song?" was my answer Bon Jovi's "Wanted Dead or Alive?"

Why oh why?

Quickly Off The Bench

Stopped by Cardinal Yard today in Greenwich (that's where Greenwich plays their baseball names, and I felt that they needed a better field name than "Greenwich High School Baseball Field") and saw the Cards whip Port Chester in a scrimmage. If all goes according to plan, I will be with the Cardinals for every pitch (give or take) of the 2008 season. Coach Mike Mora introduced me to the squad and said I was a "good luck charm."

Um...Coach? You know I love baseball and being with the Cards, but the team has won one FCIAC Championship since I called my first game in April 1999. I'm just letting you know that I'm not good luck.

Speaking of baseball...HUGE NEWS! I got the email I've been waiting for - to let me know our roster and name for Sean's (aka "The Son") soft toss Carmel Sports Association (CSA) team. Ladies and gentlemen (Met's fans, please hold your projectile vomit), Sean will play for...and I will coach...THE BRAVES!


Logo credit to Chris Creamer's ridiculously awesome Sports Logo site.

Does this mean Sean will be Chipper Jones? Will I...since I'm technically the assistant coach...be Leo Mazzone? No...and No. What this means is that we'll have a blast again (I hope), just as we did when we were T-Ball Giants in 2007. We'll get underway sometime in the next week. Incidentally the Giants will be in the good hands of friends. There's a chance I may join them to assist from time to time. What can I tell you? I love this freaking game.

Oh, if you have nothing better to do, please check out WGCH (1490 on your AM dial) between 6:00am and 9:00am this Monday and Wednesday (and the following Tuesday as well). I'll be anchoring our NewsCenter, filling in for Tony Savino, who thinks it's his patriotic duty to run off to Florida for the Mets' opener against the Marlins. He reports that it's 80 degrees and sunny down there.

He's just paying me back for when I was in Naples last November.

Among my many guests will be the Governor of Connecticut, M. Jodi Rell, and the truly one and only Sean G. Kilkelly (aka "The Killer"). I'll also interview the mayor of the good city of Stam-Ford, Dan Malloy.

Truly good times, and fine listening for all. And if you can't get enough, join me from 12-12:30pm on those same days for more merriment.

Fairfield County's (arguably) Favorite Musician Comes Into My Territory

John Mayer and I have very little in common. He's a very talented musician and a chick magnet. I can sing in the car (or shower) and do not measure up to him with the ladies.

The only thing I thought we had in common was Fairfield, Connecticut. He lived there and went to school there. I have visited there for broadcasts and family stuff. But perhaps John and I will be calling games together one day (thanks, Awful Announcing)...

Apparently that's really him. With a little training, he just might make it. So John, send me a note sometime. I'll find a spot for you in the WGCH booth.

Pretty Cool Memories

The Journal News put their 2008 baseball preview online, and a big theme involves the demise of both Shea and Yankee Stadiums. A few of the articles that jumped out at me:

- The Stadium timeline.
- An oral history.
- Peter Abraham's top 10 games played there.

I will admit that I think Pete missed quite a few but I won't quarrel with him. The article though that grabbed me the most was this one, gathering the thoughts of players with local ties. Brian Heyman caught up with Ralph Branca, Ken Singleton, John Flaherty, and Mahopac's own Dave Fleming, who graduated with a future broadcaster/blogger in 1987.

"Growing up, I always thought I was a hitter, like most pitchers do," Fleming said. "Bobby Murcer was my idol growing up, so I always pictured myself hitting at Yankee Stadium and playing first base."

The former Mahopac High standout ended up pitching there during his major-league run from 1991-95, going 3-0. He got to wear a Yankees uniform late in his career in an unsuccessful bid in 1998 to make the team during spring training after rotator-cuff trouble had thrown him off course.

Fleming will always remember his first time working on the mound in the Bronx, starting for Seattle just before the All-Star break in 1992, when he was on his way to a career-high 17 wins.

"I remember a lot of people being there from Mahopac," said Fleming, now a 38-year-old fifth-grade teacher who works and lives in Connecticut. "There were two banners hanging up with my name on it, which you usually didn't see for an opposing player at Yankee Stadium. I think I got one out in the ninth and I gave up a hit and they took me out.

"I got to walk off the mound with a 5-2 or a 4-2 lead. So that was kind of neat to just hear some people clapping. Some people had walked down to the dugout, screaming out my name. It was a lot of pressure because I didn't want to let everybody down, but it was also a lot of fun."

Dave's memory is pretty good - he left with a 5-2 lead with one out in the bottom of the ninth after Robert Kelly singled. I was there that night, and it was the first time that I ever gave an opposing player any kind of ovation. By the way, I also flew out of my seat when Danny Tartabull hit a bomb to dead center off of Flem ( A Yankees fan to the end, I suppose). Still, I was pretty proud to see a classmate who I shared the same favorite player with, and talked with him about that, on the mound at the most hallowed place in sports.

I saw a lot of my old school friends that night, and despite our love of the Yankees, we knew that they were probably going nowhere that season, so letting a local guy beat our team wasn't the worst thing that could ever happen.

The box score for the game is here. It makes me ill to look at it (from a Yankees perspective).

I hit against him in our town leagues, and he owned me most of the time, but I recall getting a hit against him...once.

Good memories there.

Crime Town?

I kid, of course, with the title of this post, but the quiet little area of Carmel and Lake Carmel has been in the news over the past 48 hours for being a hotbed of crime activity.

Things began on Monday, when a robbery occurred at the Putnam County Savings Bank on route 52 in the town of Kent - just north of the hamlet of Carmel.

Then things got really crazy yesterday. An attempted robbery was foiled inside the Rite Aid pharmacy in the Shop Rite plaza on route 52 in Carmel. Just for reference purposes, this plaza is close enough to the current Casa Adams that I've walked there to get lunch from Redendo's pizza place and to buy pool supplies at the now-defunct Orange County Pools location.

Next came the shocker - a rare Putnam County murder. This happened in Lake Carmel.

Allow me to stop here for a moment to give you the geography lesson. Lake Carmel is situated in the town of Kent. The hamlet of Carmel is in the town of Carmel. Mahopac is also part of the town of Carmel. Lastly, the lake you see when you're in the hamlet of Carmel is Lake Gleneida...not Lake Carmel. That, as I said earlier, is in the town of Kent.

And just for Ricky Fritsch, the Cardinals are defending the west end zone.

OK, I digress.

I have to admit that I made a fast phone call to my brother, who lives fairly close to where the murder took place. He assured me that A) he's very much alive, and B) that he wasn't using his one phone call from jail to call me.

Trust me, we have that kind of relationship. It's a sick sense of humor.

UPDATE: Holy Cow! We have a Bobbitt on our hands! From the Journal News:

Pamala L. Murray Mirra, 41, of 49 Clubhouse Road, Lake Carmel, is charged with second-degree murder and first-degree manslaughter, felonies, in the beating and stabbing of 56-year-old Frank J. Mirra, whom authorities believe was her husband.

Christopher York, chief assistant district attorney for Putnam County, said today that Kent police recovered a sledgehammer and knife believed to be the murder weapons from the two-story house at 49 Clubhouse Drive in the Lake Carmel section of Kent.

He also confirmed that the victim was knifed in his groin area and that his penis was cut.

"There were knife injuries to the genital area," York said.

Well now! That sounds...um...nasty.

F***ing Right I Did!

Uh oh...a little trouble for Andy Brickley, colour (it's hockey, after all) commentator for the Boston Bruins on NESN. It seems Mr. Brickley didn't realize that they had come back from a commercial break.

I'm unable to embed the video, so hop over to Boston Sportz for the proof.

UPDATE: An intrepid reader (and the person who this post was actually directed at) sent me an email (as I knew he would). I hope he doesn't mind me pasting in a few of his notes:

- He made his comments when they were supposed to be going into a commercial break
- It may have only been heard/broadcast on the HD feed. I don’t have the HD feed and nothing was broadcast during the standard definition broadcast.

That being said, a lot more was made (from B’s fans on the hockey boards) that he seemed to be taking veiled shots at Dale Arnold (former B’s announcer)

So there you have it. In all honesty, not a whole lot is really being made of it so far outside of Boston, so we'll see what (if anything) develops.

Yankee Stadium: Let The Memories Begin

ESPN has often been the subject of my criticism, but they get a solid from me for this. I have to laugh when some think that the Worldwide Leader is so-Yankee-centric, but whatever. This video gave me chills, and reminded me of why I love that freakin' patch of ground so much.

Patrick Roy's Son Will Take On All-Comers

From Deadspin, here's a little something for you hockey fans (read: Harold, Sean, Mick, Tim, and that's about it). For the rest of you, let's put it this way - hockey fights are cool, especially when they involve legendary players kids acting like punks.

The goalie in the red jersey is Jonathan Roy, the son of Patrick Roy (pronounced "wah" by the way). Patrick Roy - like him or not - was one the greatest (if not the greatest) goalies ever (honestly - don't even try to make a top five without including him). His son appears to be desparate to keep the Roy name alive.

Watch and enjoy.

Have a Good Weekend

Yesterday went very well in my March Madness brackets. Today didn't quite go as well. I mean, who saw a key injury striking UConn? A lot of these things can't be predicted.

Oh well, I've always said I'm not a good prognosticator.

I visited with my old friends today at the red bullseye. It was good to see them, and I felt a little weird. I don't think I've been there since October or November, and there was some deja vu or something. That's OK.

Happy birthday, Sandi. I'd give you a compliment here, but you don't take them well, so I'll quit while I'm ahead. I just hope you had a good day, and Sean and I tried to give you a nice night.

I'm off to Pennsylvania for the weekend with Sean and Stephanie and Laura and Steve's. Sean will have a blast with Kendall and Emma. If you don't know who these people are, then buy a scorecard! I'm conflicted about going, but I'll go, and we'll have fun. I doubt I'll be able to check in, so be safe and well, and if Easter is your thing, then enjoy.

I suspect David Patterson will still be New York's governor when we next get together, but you never know.

At the Very Least, the Yankees are New York's Team

Based on the comments of Hank Steinbrenner last month, the Yankees may or may rule the universe. What's for certain, based on a Sienna Research Institute survey, is that the Bombers rule New York...by far.

What's also revealed is that a very high percentage of New Yorkers think that Roger Clemens used PED's. Shocking, that.

Thanks to Neil Best:

By better than four-to-one (54-12 percent) New Yorkers believe Roger Clemens used performance enhancing drugs, despite his repeated denials. This helps explain why more New Yorkers (36%) have an unfavorable opinion of the former Yankee pitcher than those (28%) who have a favorable impression of Clemens, according to a new Siena NY Sports Poll released today by the Siena (College) Research Institute (SRI). Nearly two-thirds of New Yorkers would deny induction into a “Hall of Fame” for athletes that used performance enhancing drugs and a majority endorse the investigation of drugs in sports by Congress. The Siena NY Sports Poll also finds that the Yankees are the team with far and away the most New York fans. The Bronx Bombers were selected by 27%, followed by the Mets (12%) and the Superbowl champion Giants (9%).

Beyond that, Derek Jeter is the most popular athlete, New York is a baseball state, and an overwhelming majority think Yankee Stadium should not be torn down.

There's still more, including a stupid notion that New Yorker's would have stripped the Patriots of any championships due to Spygate (which the Giants negated, of course).

What does this prove? Nothing, other than more chest-puffing for those of us in Yankees Universe. I consider the two teams to be about equal, but this is still Yankee-land. Every once in a while, the pendulum will swing slightly (late 60's/early 70's and mid-80's).

I'm ready for some basketball now. The Yankees begin on March 31st against the Blue Jays, and yes, I'll be watching it on TV. At home (though probably via replay that night - I have to work that day).

Speaking of TV, the folks at DirecTV might not love me so much right now, after I went all-don't-hit-me-with-disconnect-fees-crazy on them. But that's for another time.

March Madness

By far, this is the least comfortable I've ever felt with my brackets. I try to do conventional thinking, but also think "outside the box." Some years that works great - other years don't go so well (last year was pretty bad).

For the record, Sandi won the pool that we were in last year. No - it did not bother me. It was found money, first of all, and it proved what I knew all along:

- That just because I'm a sports broadcaster doesn't mean that I automatically excel at these things,
- That you need a lot of luck to win these things, and more importantly...
- Despite what she says, she has a clue about sports. She'll deny it, but she knows just enough.

Honestly, I was proud of her.

OK, enough stalling. Here are my god-awful picks for the Final Four:

East - Louisville
Midwest - Kansas
South - Texas (almost took Pitt, just because)
West - UCLA

Two number one's, a three, and a two. After that, I have Kansas and UCLA in the title game (not out on a limb there). In honor of the Wizard of Westwood - the great John Wooden (Yankees fan, by the way), I'll take the Bruins of UCLA to win the National Championship.

Incidentally, I heard Billy Packer interviewed today by Mike and the Mad Dog, and he said the Wizard's body is breaking down (he's 97, after all) but his mind is still as sharp as ever. John Wooden is a treasure - that's for sure.

Let the Madness begin!

MLB TV Might Want to Fix This

I'm enjoying the coverage of the Yankees/Virginia Tech baseball game, courtesy of MLB TV, who offered it for free. Believe me, I'm not complaining, but there is something that is a touch wrong.

The coverage is from the YES Network, with Michael Kay and Bob Lorenz on the call. No problem there. When they go to commercial though, that's where MLB kicks in. Among their spots is one from the San Francisco Giants - looking to drum up ticket sales. Fans are asked for their favorite Giant. By now, you can figure out where this is going...

Barry Bonds.

Just...one...problem...

Barry Bonds isn't a Giant anymore.

Oops.

Perhaps they would like to update the spot and add perhaps Willie Mays? Stretch McCovey? Bobby Ray Murcer (who was, sadly, a Giant from 1975 and 1976)?

Oh, and great job by the Yankees today with this appearance in Blacksburg. Sorry, once in a while, the Bombers look really really good. This is one of those days where the Evil Empire isn't very evil.

The Cards Get Their Rings

They handed out the hardware at Greenwich High School last night. I passed on the ceremoney, opting for some corned beef with Sandi and Sean. Fortunately Jesse Quinlan was there, and you can read what he has to say.

For me, the most important part of the article is the look into Cardinals football in 2008:

Not only will the Cards graduate a standout senior class, they'll play an 11-game regular-season schedule that is full of challenging obstacles and some tweaks, like a rare matchup against Ridgefield.

In addition to the season-opener against Central and the Thanksgiving Day finale against Staples, Greenwich has another game slated against an out-of-state powerhouse - only this time the Cards won't have to travel more than 1,300 miles to play it.

Actually, the Cards won't even have to leave town for this showdown as they'll host St. Joseph Regional, of Montvale, N.J., in Week 7. The teams tossed around the idea of playing at Giants Stadium, but under that scenario, changes to the rest of the schedule were necessary - something that would have affected other CIAC schools. The Green Knights went 9-2 last season, including a 43-21 victory over perennial power Bergen Catholic in their finale.

Under a CIAC proposal, league title games such as the FCIAC championship would be wiped out and the state tournament expanded to eight teams per division. As soon as next year, the CIAC may also do away with spring football practices, a move that Albonizio opposes.

"Once we lose spring football, we may never get it back," he said. "That's the proposal I'm most concerned about."

I have to level with you - I have just one question in regards to Cardinals football right now (besides "where is the schedule?"), and that is:

When is the Quarterback club golf outing at The Griff? It might be the only time I touch my clubs in 2008...at least, on the golf course.

Well This is Just Uplifting

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Consumer Alert!

Looks like I, along with many others, was potentially part of a huge security breach at Hannaford Supermarkets. According to media reports (including this one in the New York Times):

The Hannaford Brothers supermarket chain announced a security breach that began Dec. 7 and led to thefts of customer credit and debit card numbers from more than 200 stores. Hannaford says the security breach affects all of its 165 stores in the Northeast, 106 Sweetbay stores in Florida and a smaller number of independent groceries. The company estimates that 4.2. million credit and debit card numbers were potentially exposed, and that there have been about 1,800 cases of reported fraud related to the breach, said Carol Eleazer, Hannaford’s vice president of marketing in Scarborough. The company says card numbers were stolen in the authorization transmission process.

This might explain why my debit card wasn't working for the past several days (and I thought it was due to just a little ol' lack of funds). The truth was that my card was used and the pin was incorrectly entered. It seems that nothing was stolen (not that there's much to steal - HAH!). Anyway, I'm back in business and to show you what a loyal customer I am, I went to Hannaford last night for some sliced corned beef ('twas St. Patty's Day, after all).

This is obviously a serious matter, to be sure, so if you think you might have been affected, this link will take you to a statement from Hannaford's CEO.

Again, I have faith in Hannaford, so they can keep my business, but this serves to remind us all how vigilant we have to be on so many things.

Wrapping Up the Winter

So we've crowned our winter champions in Connecticut high school sports (congrats to all), and as we get ready to turn our attention to spring (baseball, here I come!!), I was struck by a well thought-out piece by my compadre, Mr. Tim Parry. Tim says, in short, that FCIAC hockey can't compete with the big boys. Ridgefield, Darien, New Canaan, Greenwich, all had over .500 records, yet all came up short. Your Division I champion? Fairfield Prep, with the lofty regular season record of 9-10-1.

Now don't get me wrong - I'm down with Prep. My nephew Conor goes there, so big ups to the Jesuits! Yet as Tim points out, the level of competition is much higher for Prep than it was for virtually anybody in the FCIAC.

Tim's got suggestions, and his complete post here.

I'm going to return to my lunchtime interview with my friend Olivia. She has been asking me lots of important things about life (favorite foods, people, games, etc). The probing inquiries of a six-year-old!

Happy St.Patrick's Day

St. Patrick's Day. I love it and loathe it. I love it more than I loathe it. I only loathe it when I'm left to think too much.

Whatever, maybe you know what I'm talking about, and maybe you don't. Without it being stereotypical, allow me to raise a pint (Guinness? Smithwicks? Killians? Warm milk? Your call!) to happy times!

And enjoy this video of one of the great "Irish" films of all-time: "The Quiet Man." I mean what can be more Irish than John Wayne, right? OK, let's just enjoy the fiery red of Maureen O'Hara's hair then, eh?


Sláinte!