Nowhere to Hide On A Saturday Morning

As I opened my WordPress account this morning, the first thing I saw was that my last entry had three readers in China. Now, don’t get me wrong, I have no illusions that my blog was so great that even the people behind the great wall enjoyed my musing.


In fact, someone closer to home, specifically in my house, advised me that this particular blog was a dud.


Therefore, it’s doubtful that the faithful followers of Mao would have thought anything positive about my work. Oh well.


The fact that someone (or something, i.e., a bot) from Ecuador, Ukraine, Russia, and China read my blog is more than a little concerning, given the propensity of some countries to hack and otherwise spy on our data.


I have been more and more fearful of Facebook (I have an Instagram account but never use it) and rarely go there except to see my family groups. The rest I leave to the Russians.


But this is the modern age we dreamt about when we were kids.


On to happier topics.


The Yankees lost the Wild Card game against the Boston Red Sox. What Joy!
Yeah, I’m being sarcastic, but only a little.


Baseball is a lot like love. Better to have played and lost, but it is sweeter to win.


Nevertheless, I enjoyed a great baseball season despite the ups and downs of any sport one follows. Fortunately, there were more ups for the Yankees, but, sadly, it would have been great for just a few more.


Some Yankee fans will focus on the fact that they have not won a World Series since 2009. I like to focus on the fact that they have not had a losing season since 1992.


That means that for twenty-nine seasons, I have been mostly happy watching the Yankees.


The Jets, on the other hand?


This same philosophy, focusing on the wins rather than the losses, might be better applied to America in the twenty-first century.


Or, as I like to think of this philosophy, Ted Lasso Comes Home.


I was so sad to come to the end of season two of Ted Lasso. It is the best thing on TV, the best thing that has come along in years.


I only wish I was still teaching seventh and eighth grades at St.Vito’s.


Ted provides so many lesson plans that would benefit us all, especially young people coming of age.


Ted epitomizes sacrifice, goodwill, and more than anything, forgiveness.


He’s not a sap.


He’s not a wimp.


He is just a man living a life.


He doesn’t preach, but he does teach.


He doesn’t always win, but he never loses.


He lights up a room when he enters, but the light is always shone on others.
He stands up for his friends and disarms his enemies.


The only thing he doesn’t take seriously is Ted Lasso.


Watching Ted Lasso has reminded me that if we only stopped watching the news, we would realize that we all have a little Ted Lasso in us if we only let it out.


Now, we have to wait another year before we get another season of parables, just like I have to wait another four months till Yankee baseball comes back.


To Yankee fans, I advise you to watch Ted Lasso in the meantime. Maybe you’ll appreciate the Yankees players, coaches, and froth office a little bit more.

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2 Responses to Nowhere to Hide On A Saturday Morning

  1. James J. Rooney says:

    Just started watching Ted…..you nailed it!

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