Worth the Money

There may be nothing stupider on sports talk radio than the "Does Player X deserve his contract?" discussion1. It stems from a place of envy and ignorance, namely, that athletes are overpaid and thus we as fans should be the arbiter of their worthiness. (the "We pay your salary!" cri de cornhole is the worst manifestation of this nonsense. No, sir no matter how many $12 Bud Lights you've purchased at the ballpark, you're not paying A-Rod's salary. Not even a little bit of it.) The unspoken answer is always "No", and the real debate is "can said player do enough to get us to forgive him for making that much money?"

Bring Back the Cucumbers

When I was growing up in Philly, 97.5 was a semi-top 40 station, in that they played hits, but they also played a lot of local music. They played Bon Jovi before anyone else did (YMMV), and they played The Cucumbers and Hooters and John Eddie and Glenn Burtnick and Tommy Conwell and the Young Rumblers and even some Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes. They played the living hell out of Springsteen's "Pink Cadillac", and at Christmas they did the same for his version of "Santa Claus is Coming To Town". And for some unknown reason, they latched onto "When I'm With You" by Sheriff, possibly the most insipid power ballad of the '80s (and that's saying something) and played it endlessly.
These days, 97.5 is a sports yakker. As I'm in Philly on vacation, I decided to tune in for old times' sake. What I got was:

Great Moments In Fuzzy Definitions

Overheard tonight on CBS Sports radio1 - a debate over whether Carmelo Anthony is a "star" or a "superstar".
There have been dumber discussions, I suppose, but none in recent memory.