On Tuesday I mentioned how seasonably mild the spring has been so far in these
parts. Yesterday it was 90-or-so degrees here. I'm tempted superstitiously decide that
this was influenced by my words. But then there's yesterday when I complained
about the ineptitude of my New York Knickerbockers. This is one of at least a
dozen or so rants I've had on the topic over the years, and they haven't won a
championship since 1973. So if my words have any power, it's only working in the
wrong direction.