by Mike Booble

About The Author

If brains were gasoline Mike would have enough to power an ants motorcycle around the outside of a penny. Would be funny if it wasn't true. Sports, sports, sports. Often times he said if he didnt do SOMETHING in the industry in would be a complete waste of his childhood. Crisis averted. 
I'm Bored. And That's My Opinion.
       How about this? Nope. Ooh, what's this over here? Nah, doesn't interest me either. Scroll, scroll, scroll, pause and watch, scroll. This riveting recap recounts rather routinely the nightly slog through what is the current sports landscape.
       MLB's postseason has come and gone with the Boston Red Sox verifying what we all already knew, solidifying them as the best team this year with an uninspired drubbing of the Dodgers in the World Series. A series which surprising to some generated less than desired ratings for America’s favorite pastime.
       The NFL is even more coma Inducing than normal. No great teams, a shit ton of bad ones and Nathan Peterman, the poster child and exhibit A in collusion.
       College Football threatens anarchy yet the top six in the College Football Playoff haven't changed in three weeks and aren't about to start now. Washington State brings the only realistic threat to put some much needed variety into the mix and the committee seems to be doing all they can to not give them serious consideration. They'll point to their strength of schedule and conveniently overlook that Alabama played perineal national championship contender in The Citadel the second to last week in November, really daring to be great.
       College basketball, unless in person, doesn't matter at all until Conference play begins at the end of December so blah there. I mean, Zion Williamson is fun to watch but is just proving that he should be playing for the Phoenix Suns or Brooklyn Nets right now and not “attending” college for six months.
       Hockey is well hockey, so wake me when the playoffs start. Playoff hockey might be the most exciting event in sports but the regular season is SOOOOO long. And I say that as a baseball fan.
       Boxing and MMA have had some bright spots but not a lot. Sure you can turn on a random fight and be entertained for thirty minutes but there have been no “must see” fights since Khabib-McGregor and with the exception of Wilder-Fury, nothing on the horizon.
       The NBA, for all of the intrigue that began the season has felt a little flat. Jimmy Butler demanding and getting traded out of Minnesota dominated the news cycle for two week and for the life of me can't figure out why. He's a good, not great player, not really worth the headache, very similar to Carmeli who after TEN games with Houston is on his way out. There will be debate after debate about where he should sign and why anyone cares is beyond me. He's a bench player at best at this stage in his career and he acts like he's the missing piece from turning the Atlanta Hawks into the Golden State Warriors. Although Atlanta traded for him and released him before the season, so even they didn't believe the hype.
       This all leave me perplexed. I don't know what to watch. As an admittedly giant sports fan I should have something to sink my teeth into and yet I'm left with a void. Maybe if I did fantasy that world be different but I've also never understood fantasy.  A lot of the time the best players play for rivals of your favorite teams so cheering on your rivals seems foreign to me. If I had a chance to draft a prime Albert Pujols with St. Louis i should but as a Cubs fan i hope he strikes out five times a game in 15 pitches, is cut from the team and fails out of baseball. So fantasy is out.
       I need help. I need solutions. I need games. I need interest. I need sports. Or maybe I don't.  Maybe I read more books. Maybe I go for hikes. Maybe rebuild that car I'm always talking about. Just kidding. I care less about cars than I do about regular season hockey. C'mon Wilder-Fury, come on NFL playoffs and come on conference play in college basketball. Otherwise what will I do with my life?

And as always I'm Mike Booble and that's my opinion. Kind of. More like a rant. But tame. See, I'm not even committed to this bit. FML.