Today, September 24, 2026, marks the 15th wedding anniversary for my wife and I. Damn, son! 15 years! Yeah, 15 years. [enter subtle disbelief reaction] It's actually been 21 years if we're counting the dating years. (Yes, we got married the same day we started dating, all aligned!) On this 15th anniversary - and even more so as I creep along into my 40s - I find myself appreciating the journey of life thus far. More specifically, I'm enthralled with the collection of individual seasons that brought my wife and me to this point - 21 years together. The overwhelming thought that threads through all of those different seasons for me is that I've been so incredibly lucky and fortunate to have had someone to share this life on earth with. At this stage in life, we've each been together for more than half of our existence which is another odd understanding to come to grips with. Over that time, we've each been different versions of ourselves, and have lived through ...
And we're back with another one of these read-along series. It wasn't too long ago that I found myself writing every other night as my Knicks marched their way to an NBA Championship. Man, that still feels so good to indulge in. But here we are on a similar journey for the Yankees. Call me crazy, but I'm just not buying that the World Series is confirmed for anyone. Baseball has been weird all year, and part of said weirdness has been the parity, or dreadfulness - however you want to look at it - around MLB. In my opinion, the Yankees' pitching depth gives them a legit chance. And with a lockout looming, 2027 might not present another chance. Why you gotta go there, man? I'm just saying... --- Game 1 Yankees d. Red Sox, 9-0 (Yankees lead Series, 1-0) Cam Schlittler is amazing. I sat on my sofa last year in Game 3 of the Wild Card between these two very rivaled teams and it felt like that dude was the best pitcher in the world. For the moment and game, it ju...