Once again, it’s time to check off some items on my “TIDU List” — Things I Don’t Understand:
Why the Nats’ Game 2 thrashing should cause alarm.
The Cardinals scored a dozen times Monday, but none of those runs will carry over to Game 3. The NLDS now amounts to a three-game series at home, and the Nats played above a .600 clip at home this season. They’ll advance if they keep it up.
Now isn’t the time for alarm; hair-pulling can commence if they lose Game 3.
How RG3 will enjoy any longevity at his current rate.
The Redskins’ franchise QB suffered his first concussion in his fifth game, a ratio that could end his career by next season if the pace continues. Griffin’s tough talk about always getting up, even from a cart, was foolish. No one questions his courage, just his desire to demonstrate it.
Here’s hoping that wicked sideline hit knocked some sense into him.
Why anyone thinks Tim Tebow is a long-term solution.
It was inevitable that the New York Jets eventually would hear calls for Te-bow! Te-bow! You saw that coming upon his arrival from Denver, where legions of obsessed fans inexplicably thought he was the answer. He is, if you’re asking: “Who’s a great guy?”
He also epitomizes faith, the evidence of things not seen. Like his QB skills.
How the Harrison twins won’t help the Terps anyway.
Aaron and Andrew, the package-deal backcourt that broke Maryland’s heart on national TV, are headed to Kentucky. In other news, the weather is getting colder. The Terps were close but came in second to John Calipari. That’s nothing to be ashamed of when chasing Top-10 prospects.
It’s like successfully flirting with real cuties; it makes others like them express more interest in you.
Why Eric Winston wasted his eloquent speech on ignorant fans.
The Kansas City lineman unleashed an epic rant after fans cheered when Chiefs QB Matt Cassel was knocked out during Sunday’s game. Winston was passionate and emotional, but measured and articulate in ripping those who expressed joy while Cassel lay concussed. It was great.
Unfortunately, it probably fell on deaf ears; the guilty parties are too dumb to understand.
How the Colts’ upset could be any more inspiring.
Down by 18 points to powerful Green Bay, Indianapolis rallied for a go-ahead TD with 35 seconds left, as cancer-stricken coach Chuck Pagano watched from a nearby hospital. Colts owner Jim Irsay delivered a moving postgame speech and then took the game ball to Pagano.
It reminded me of “Brian’s Song,” but I like the Colts’ T-shirts better: “Chuckstrong.”
Why MLB put playoff games on its own network.
The inaugural slate is small (Game 3 of Nats-Cards and Game 2 of Tigers-Athletics), but that will change. Especially after the record 1.3 million viewers for Sunday’s game. But the MLB Network is still in far, far fewer homes than TBS and ESPN. Tough luck if you can’t afford it.
Ransom for regular-season games is one thing; demanding it for playoff games is despicable.
How the Wizards will generate offense without John Wall.
Scoring consistently with their star point guard could be challenging enough by itself. The Wizards ranked 23rd in scoring and 21st in field-goal percentage last season. None of the new additions is known to fill it up, and Wall’s expected eight-week absence won’t help matters.
The new-look Wizards aren’t all bad, though. They’ll be more professional, if not more proficient.
Why Ben Bernanke’s Nats analogy will go unheeded.
In a recent Wall Street Journal column, the Federal Reserve chairman said government leaders should follow manager Davey Johnson’s example: “He strikes the right balance between relying on the tangible (data) and the intangible (confidence and motivation).” Bernanke is absolutely correct.
Anyone who led the Nats to the best record in baseball is worthy to be emulated.
How Jerry Sandusky expects us to believe he’s innocent.
The creepy former football coach clearly is delusional in suggesting he’s the victim of a grand conspiracy. Convicted on 45 counts of child molestation, he blames everyone but himself. He said he didn’t commit the heinous acts and he knows it “in my heart.”
Well, we know he doesn’t have one, which only proves that he’s a sick, lying dog.