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The Wide Berth of Sports

So last week, I blogged about the America's Cup and I wanted to do a quick update. Basically, Oracle Team USA staged the most dramatic come-from-behind victory in the history of mankind and won the whole sha-bang. Or something like that.

At the risk of getting too technical, I think Oracle Team USA sailed faster.

In other sporting news, the Dodgers clinched the underachieving NL West. During the Dodger loss to the former world champion Giants last night, announcer Vin Scully asked the following trivia question to make a point about the Giants' slide from gracement to basement:

What is the only team to win the World Series then finish in last place in their division the following year?

I'll give you a moment to contemplate that if you want.

Okay, moving on.

My Cleveland Indians loving self said Florida Marlins as I remembered the pain of Game Seven in 1997. Cleveland would be defeated by next year's last place team. Sure enough, I was right. I didn't want to be right about that.

How will the Dodgers do? Well, their pitchers have to pitch, and their hitters have to score runs. Easier said than done.

Meanwhile, in film sports, Oscar race season has started, and I trekked to the multiplex to see Prisoners last weekend. This film shouted awards season material. Hugh Jackman! Jake Gyllenhaal! Child Abduction! Viola Davis! Terrance Howard! Pennsylvania in winter! Paul Dano! Maria Bello! God as a thematic thread! Melissa Leo! Good man gone bad! Sleeping pills! Flannel shirts!

As I watched Hugh Jackman's veins almost pop out of his forehead because it was all so intense, I regretted not bringing junior mints which always leave a nice cool taste in my mouth.

I won't give away the twists or the ending, but I will say that when the film ended, half the audience laughed. I wasn't sure if that laughter came from relief or perplexity.

Oh well, awards season has started. Bring on the cinematic pain and angst. Baseball's post season will be starting. I wonder how many times we'll get to hear you just can't say enough about how great. . .


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