By George Ofman
I’m praying for rain.
Does anyone know whether Hurricane Jimena is the neighborhood?
Didn’t Tom Skilling hint at snow?
It has been unseasonably chilly if you haven’t noticed. Maybe a meteor shower hits the North Side devastating the playing surface at Wrigley Field.
Does this game really have to be played?

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Posted on September 2, 2009

By George Ofman
Forgive me, hardcore football fans.
And those of you who worship at the shrine of the almighty baseball diamond, please understand.
Basketball and hockey fans . . . just cut me some slack.
Gluttons for golf, have some patience.
I enjoy all of these sports.
But I must profess I’m hopefully in love with tennis and specifically, the U.S.Open, which just got underway in the fabulous environs of Flushing.
Okay, so Flushing isn’t fabulous. I also happen to be in love with alliteration.
But there are no two weeks on my sports calendar more alluring, invigorating, and so thoroughly entertaining as the ones spent glued to my TV watching matches most people couldn’t care less about.
Come to think of it, most people couldn’t care less about tennis in general, but these people are stuck in a major sports abyss. You’re missing something here, folks.

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Posted on September 1, 2009