Sixty seconds of fame...

Okay, I confess….I am rather new to following sports. Likely two and a half years ago, if you had asked me what ESPN was I would have guessed "extra sensory perception now".

Now, I not only know what it is, I watch it every night after work with my family. Pretty much every weeknight we watch Around the Horn and Pardon the Interruption. Admittedly there are a many things that still fly over my head.

"Go Eagles!"

Until I got married, I did not understand football to save my life. It seemed so stupid: "First down, second down, third down….line up and run….push each other"…It made no sense to me. I still have a lot to learn, but I finally know that a quarterback is not just what you get when you pay a dollar for a pop that cost seventy five cents.

"Go Phillies!"

Baseball.... Oh there are so many different aspects, details, and rules. Who knew there was a "Strike Zone"? It sounds like a great name for a sports bar! I'm not quite sure how to put it, but, I finally know there is much more to it than "Three strikes, you're out!" or "Swing batter, swing!"

"Go Flyers!"

Hockey... Well, I think that might take longer. I think you have to be able to follow the puck with your eyes before you can start to understand the game….

"Go Sixers!"

Basketball seems much less complicated, they run up and down the court, shoes squeaking, balls being thrown through a hoop. Where sports were concerned I liked basketball better simply because I understood it more.

Or so I thought, because Sam has been watching it for thirty years and still doesn't get it. And I can't answer any of the questions he asks about it!

However…now…even watching The Finals® is too much, and I did not even stay up to watch the ends of the games. I am always happy for the team that wins "The Big Dance". I am happy to see the players proudly waving to fans in their parades….

But….please...Memo to Boston Celtics forward Glen "Big Baby" Davis: PUT YOUR SHIRT ON!

I'm sorry, he sure took any respect I had for his team's victory down several notches by taking his shirt off during the parade. If I were a Bostonian, I would be very disappointed. Heck, I am not, and I am still disappointed.

Sadly, there are sports figures who only think of what they can do to make a lead story on ESPN, and this was Big Baby's way to do so: His 'sixty seconds of fame'.