Three and a half weeks ago I took a little road trip to the National Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum in Cooperstown. It was very cool seeing all the plaques, and also all the cool stuff they had on display. One very nice touch is that all the Hall members who served in the military in wartime had little emblems of the service in which they served. Military personnel are admitted free, another great thing.
On my last four-day weekend (the one before last), I went home to Northport. I got to see my brother at his new job (he's running the kitchen at a place called the Park Lounge in Kings Park). I saw Ryan (whose life just got turned upside down - he broke it off with his girlfriend of over eighteen months). I went and saw Crush at Lily Flanagans, which, despite being on the opposite shore of Long Island from me, is a fun place to go, as I mentioned several months ago. I have got to go there on Friday night sometime. I also got to relax, kick back, and watch way too much college basketball. I'm not even a big basketball fan; but this time of year, it is the big sporting event.
Speaking of college basketball, it's bracket time once again. This year's cursed team is North Carolina; I have the Tar Heels beating Illinois in the final. My bracket is already in a shambles; I'l be lucky to break .500. This probably has something to do with the fact that I picked the tournament at about 1:30 in the morning, right before I went to bed.
Cornell hockey. Oh, sweet Cornell hockey. The Big Red are 17-0-1 in their last eighteen games. In that span, they've given up 15 goals (that's 0.83 per game). They've won the ECAC championship for the eleventh time in school history, beating Harvard 3-1 in the title game. About the only thing that sucked about that (the championship was this past weekend) was that I couldn't go, even though it was thirty-five miles away. Cornell now goes west to Minneapolis for the West Regional of the NCAA Tournament, and hopefully to the Frozen Four after that.
That's going to do it for this edition of my LiveJournal. For all of us here at NPTU Ballston Spa, I'm Matt Carberry. You stay classy, Internet readers.
(Yeah, I'm watching that movie right now.)