A fertile subject
Well, now we know why
Everyone from the White House to the
Manny's excuse that his doctor goofed, and the rumors that he was taking something to reverse a batting slump in the boudoir, are sources of endless mirth. So is the news that Ramirez was using human chorionic gonadotropin, a relative of the female fertility drug Clomid. (
Would you put it past Manny? Like the Kinks sang, "Girls will be boys and boys will be girls. It's a mixed up, muddled-up, shook-up world." We live in a chemically- and surgically-enhanced age of males
As for the realm of performance enhancement, this space has its own personal experience with Clomid, having injected the spouse in the caboose during our quest for a first child -- who is currently a surly recalcitrant teen -- and can report with great authority that while the drug did wonders for Mrs. Loose's fertility, it did absolutely nothing for her ability to hit the breaking ball.
On the opposite end of the performance-enhancer spectrum, we have tobacco. According to a gossip page item (so it must be true), Rangers pot-stirrer
Chain-smoking managers like
Also in the amazement bin: the price of cancer sticks these days. You need a pro athlete's salary to afford a pack of the damn things.
It is with dewy tears of melancholy that Getting Loose tips its cap to
And when asked about the reason for a losing streak: "It is beyond my apprehension."
His most famous gems:
"Half this game is 90% mental."
"Even Napoleon had his Watergate."
A word to BlackBerry baron
Much hooplah and huzzahs about Mine That Bird winning the Kentucky Derby at 50-1 odds, but this space grumbles that in a field weaker than your Aunt Ginny's tea, someone had to win. Grizzled old railbird that we is, we wouldn't have been shocked if the winner had come from the annual
Don't be surprised if the winners of each race meet in a decisive showdown in the Belmont Stakes on June 6. In the meantime,
In the unending debate about which sport's athletes are the meanest and nastiest, this space is compelled to nominate soccer. In recent days, Chivas defender
In this age of environmental dexterity, this space is all for hybrids. So we raise our
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