Barbaric Yawp

How was everybody’s weekend? Mine was great-- went to the awe-inspiring induction ceremony for the Baseball Reliquary’s Shrine of the Eternals in Pasadena. Any institution that simultaneously confers immortality upon catcher-philosopher Yogi Berra, pitcher-author Jim Brosnan and the eerily astute statistical analyst Bill James is well worth supporting. Not to mention, the anthem was played, as it always should be, on ukulele by the gifted Don Kirby.

Otherwise, just ran some errands, did a little dog-sitting for Michael Vick. Note to MV: Need another truckload of bactine.

In case you're unaware, the Atlanta Falcons quarterback has been indicted on dogfighting charges. Look, I'm going to let justice take its course here. Just because injured, underfed dogs were found at a compound owned by Vick is no guarantee that he is guilty of this abhorrent act. ("Barbaric" and "dastardly," in the words of Senator Robert Byrd, fine purveyor of archaic sound bites.) No, the only thing that this circumstantial evidence absolutely guarantees is what I've been trying to tell the world for years... Vick was on the cover of Madden Football... There are wild, infected dogs everywhere you look in Vickland... Do I have to do the math for you?-- John Madden has rabies.

Trying to deflect the bad PR, Vick announced that he is making like Los Angeles Clipper Elton Brand and becoming a producer. Unfortunately, his first project will be a Broadway musical based on the film Amores Perros.