Manhattan Cabs Are Born Old.

The Bumpuses Were So Low Down On The Evolutionary Totem Pole That They Weren't Even Included In Darwin's Famous Family Tree. They Had Inbred And Ingrown And Finally Emerged From The Kentucky Hills Like Some Remnant Of Attila The Hung's Barbarian Horde. Flick Said That They Had Webbed Feet And Only Three Toes. It Might Have Been True.

The Truth Will Always Have A Market.

Being A White Sox Fan Meant Measuring Victory In Terms Of Defeat. A 6-5 Defeat Was A Good Day. A Big Rally Was Wally Moses Doubling Down The Right- Field Line.

The Reality Of What We Really Are Is Often Times Found In The Small Snips, Way Down At The Bottom Of Things.

Randy Lay There Like A Slug. It Was His Only Defense.