I actually watched the Jets for the first time in some time last week. This was a poor choice and I regret it immensely. I’d put the requisite 60 seconds on the clock, At/After Midnight style but like getting a two-hopper hit right to you in a baseball camp game of Golden Glove, too easy. And then they hit you another one and you have to make the play on that instead.

So with that in mind, let’s cover anything else. Well, not baseball, I’m still impressed by my entire team, minus the postseason-maligned Aaron Judge and Staten Island Republicans’ most likely autocorrect scapegoat Cam Schlittler who both balled out.

Hockey? Well, as I said last night, the Rangers can’t score at home. No, seriously. It’s been three home games and they have zero goals at the Garden. Basketball? Hasn’t started yet and no one cares until April or so anyway.

Uh, the current Marble League Hubelino Tournament? Minor tourney, but also I haven’t watched the finale just yet. We live in a world where the Rojo Rollers might win something, which is scary enough.

Nocturnes Magazine? Give it a week or two to set the stage, as then it’ll be a 12-game stretch against divisional opponents to, among other things, decide the West.

So, in conclusion, it’s me meandering until word count. Which I can’t even see on the phone as I teach a student, as opposed to earlier when I told a student whoever arranged Tchaik 5 for strings and went from E Minor (decent string key) to F Minor (awful) deserves to be tried at The Hague and then hanged, drawn, quartered, and fed to a Brazen Bull. I had OPINIONS, man.

There’s regular season hockey and there’s ALCS action. Enjoy it, we may be all dead in the morning!