Just Brilliant:

Peace out homies. Six two and Even!

Lawrence Mass’ own Robert Goulet passed away in Los Angeles at the age of 73. Peace out homie:

Josh Q. Public:  Those who have knowledge, don’t predict.  Those who predict, don’t have knowledge.  -Lao Tzu

Public Knowledge:

1.  All I’m saying pretty baby.  La la love you, don’t mean maybe.  Apparently Joe Torre has agreed in principle to a three-year deal worth $14.5 million and could be introduced tomorrow as the Manager of the Los Angeles Dodgers.  Good for him.  Good for the Dodgers.  If one of the top managers in baseball is on the market, and yours ain’t one of ‘em, you go out and grab him.  That’s what the Dodges done did.  Now the question is, does A-Broad follow him.  It makes sense.  One of the reasons Rodriguez opted out was he didn’t know what Bomber life would be without Joe.  Plus, the Dodgers need the two things A-Broad has:  A bat with some real pop and the star power to put fannies in the seats.  

2.  Swan song for Schilling.  I hate it when guys like this leave.  Thank Heavens for Dwight Evans in an Orioles uniform never sat right with me.  Or Freddy Lynn in an Angels uni.  Or Pudge in Pale Hose.  Or Petey in a Mets orange and blue.  Worse yet, Fat Roger and Johnny Damon in pinstripes.  But this one may be worse.  I know, I know, Curt was not one of our own.  He played for others before he got to Fenway.  But when he arrived, things began to change around old Kenmore Square.  Schilling:  “I’m going to Boston to break an 86-year-old curse.”  And break it he did.  Two years later, he was an integral part of another ring.  The time may be right for Schilling to move on, but there will always be a place in my heart for this biggest of big game pitchers.  Happy trails to you, until we meet again.  Happy trails to you, keep smilin’ until then. 

3.  Money well spent.  What can you get for a quarter these days?  A gumball.  Seven minutes in the dryer.  A two inch bolt.  That’s about it.  Except for the New York Post.  Coast to coasta, the New York Posta.  Now I grew up reading the likes of Peter Gammons, Bob Ryan, Will McDonough, Liegh Montville and Bud Collins, so consider me spoiled.  But here in NYC, the best sports section by far, is the New York Post.  Shave and a hair cut, two bits.

4.  Is anybody else watching Dexter?  Clearly the best show on television.  Where else will you find yourself on the edge of your seat rooting for the killer?  And not for nothing, if you liked the Sopranos, you’ll love Brotherhood.   Weeds is another good one.  Showtime, the best stuff on television.

5.  Adding insult to injury.  A Nevada basketball player, who was beaten unconscious and robbed at a Halloween party where three people were shot to death, has been kicked off the team because he had been told not to go out that night. 

6.  But Delta’s already on probation.  They are?  Well, as of this moment, they’re on Double secret probation!  So is former Major League All-Star Jose Offerman.  Offerman will serve two years of a special form of probation for attacking two players with a bat during a minor league game in August.  Bluto, D-Day, Otter and the gang would be proud.

7.  Hey Red Sox, can you please resign Mike Lowell?  Please. 

8.  Colorado Rockies.  Game over:

9.  Dominik Hasek.  The Dominator.  He better hope coach Mike Babcock subscribes to the theory that a player can’t lose his job due to injury.  With Hasek on the injured reserve with a hip injury, netminder Chris Osgood has been making hay.  Keeping foes at bay.  Shooing the old puck away.  Osgood, who was a starter for the Wings before being pushed aside in September of 2001 when the Wings first brought in Hasek, is 3-0 during Hasek’s absence.  6-0 on the season.  Don’t hurry back Dominik.

10.  Does anybody sign Barry?  Anybody?

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!