I was at the cider mill today and a billionaire walked by me with a bag of donuts and a half-gallon of cider. I could have yelled, “Hey, Mr. Karmanos! Thanks a lot for hiking Fedorov’s salary so the Wings had to outbid your Hurricanes in order to win the Stanley Cup!”
But I didn’t. First of all, it would have been tacky. Secondly, to quote Sonny Corleone, “It’s strictly business.”
A week ago, one millionaire was celebrated in town. Today, the same guy’s probably the real reason that Congress can’t get along. And if it snows this winter, it’s his fault, too.
Detroit now has four sports stations. Dodging commercials and jumping from 1130 to 1270 AM, from 97.1 to 105.1 FM you … Read More… →
It all started four weeks ago as I watched it pour rain here in Connecticut and track the storms on the radar. I had a Friday night without the kids and desperately wanted to go to Yankee Stadium to see my Tigers take on the Yankees. It’s a trek down to the city, especially Friday rush hour. But some great tickets came through and I realized that I was on the brink of man greatness – four ballparks in four weeks! When I told some of my married friends they claimed that married men across America were building statues of me.
2:30 rolled around that Friday and I looked at my friend, Jason, at work and told him “you have 10 minutes to … Read More… →