Picked up pieces while waiting for the Globe to publish yet another correction to Dan's columns ...
Mrs. Wayne Gretzky, aka Janet Jones, wasn't part of a gambling ring; she was rehearsing for her role in the upcoming sequel to The Flamingo Kid.
Why is it that Jim Rice, who for 12 years swung a 36 oz. bat better than any man alive, needs a ticket to get into the Hall of Fame, while it rolls out the welcome mat for Peter Gammons, who can barely handle a 2 oz. pen?
What George Foreman was in the 90s, Jerome Bettis is today. Who will be the next scary black man to rehab his image -- Allen Iverson?
Hold off on the hate mail. I wanted to see how long it would take to imitate one of Dan's columns. In case you were wondering, about 15 seconds.
2 comments:
The Flamingo Kid is too recent to be a Shaughnessy reference. Substitute The Exorcist or All The President's Men instead.
Yeah, but she was in the original. And gambling is the subtext.
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