This Just In— It’s too hot, y’all. Mid-90’s, stinkin’ humidity, scary warnings on your weather app. Much. Too. Hot.
Excessive heat exposure is bad for you in every way, so best to avoid — just like staying off the roads during an ice storm, I’ll be in my cool house (like air conditioned … not like awesome) waiting for the rain that might bring relief.
It was only for love that this New Englander came south in the late 70’s. He wanted to play tennis outdoors year-round. I wasn’t considering that we might see 90 degree weather before the first day of summer.
Yeah … remember seasons?
Anyway, the relaxing activities that we’ve recently enjoyed are in the evenings. Let’s start with watching a hockey game. After the end of the second period the other night, I reluctantly yawned and declared that down 4-0, the Hurricanes were surely going to lose and turned off the game.
I wasn’t exactly wrong. Not EXACTLY. Thrilling third period to tie it up, then an overtime period that yielded no scoring, then a second overtime that finally ended it with the Canes losing. I guess I was spared that.
On alternate nights, we “relax” with the completely unexpected, star-studded rocket ship of the New York Knicks and their late season dominance and arrival in the NBA Finals.
With the third game came the guy who thinks everything is about him. You know that guy. He used to be a New Yorker. The wanna-be King from Queens. He stood for the national anthem and, spotting himself on the Jumbotron, saluted (not protocol for the anthem, but he does it anyway) and listened to the crowd’s chorus of boos, hearing only adoration.
Probably like most Monday nights, he ate junk food and fell asleep off and on. Shortly after the beginning of the second half, he left. His buddy, the Knicks’ owner, was in the owner’s box beside him. He declared after the coverage of grandpa’s nap that he absolutely never fell asleep. He was with him every minute, he said, and he was very engaged and asking questions throughout.
Someone should mention to James Dolan, the Knicks owner, that there were cameras on both men all the time. They both took a nap. Maybe they shared a dream.
Last night for game four I was relieved to learn that Sleepy Don would skip the game. If the Knicks win, I declared, they’ll never let Sleepyhead attend another game. He’d be blamed for the game 3 loss — the obvious distraction.
Alas, as I got ready for bed after the first half, my theory seemed doomed as our guys were up against a Spurs team that was hitting on all cylinders. Being down is one thing, this seemed an impossible deficit.
Just as I did in watching that epic Carolina game earlier this year, I thought that if the Knicks could ever cut this lead down to 10 with enough time left, the psychology would be entirely in their favor.
The team was levitated by those fans. The building was rocking. As a lifelong Red Sox fan, I know that sinking feeling as your team looks like they might disappoint one more time, but I also remember well when it ENDED.
As a country, our sports teams often provide us with an analogy for our Republic.
E. Pluribus Unum. From Many-One. Today, every New Yorker is a Knicks fan.
We are ramping up to what will be a long, hot summer – literally and figuratively. We know that the weather is projected to be dangerous this summer. We also know that we can expect a bruising set of confirmation and oversight hearings for Cabinet nominees and acting officials because of their corruption and incompetence.
Reporting in yesterday’s New York Times from an upcoming book by Maggie Haberman and Jonathan Swan revealed extensive meetings by White House officials squabbling in the Situation Room without the president in attendance on what the best options were last summer to bury the Epstein files in a massive, illegal cover-up, deceiving the American public in an ultimate High Crime.
No discussion about doing the right thing for justice or legal compliance. Just obfuscation and criminal conspiracy. Move over Woodward and Bernstein. Haberman and Swan have blown the lid off this administration.
The last time this happened was 1973 in the Oval Office, as Nixon desperately tried to find a way to destroy the tape recordings that proved his guilt and that of his aides. Slush funds. Attacking the press hoping to discredit them. Racist, Anti-Semitic crap. Lying about a war. Familiar.
At the same time, The New York Knicks won the NBA title. Go back to sleep, Donny. It’s almost over.
Jean Bolduc is a freelance writer and is the author of “African Americans of Durham & Orange Counties: An Oral History” (History Press, 2016) and has served on Orange County’s Human Relations Commission, The Alliance of AIDS Services-Carolina, the Orange County Housing Authority Board of Commissioners, and the Orange County Schools’ Equity Task Force. She was a featured columnist and reporter for the Chapel Hill Herald and the News & Observer.
Readers can reach Jean via email – [email protected] and via Twitter @JeanBolduc
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