Sunday, boring Sunday
I love my mother’s pasta, but boy it makes me sleepy. i’m not the only one, though, because my parents were also sleeping, but then again, my dad is almost 71 and my mom will hit 70 in January.
My mother learned how to make great pasta from her mother. When I was younger, we had it nearly every Sunday, but mom began to vary the menu by time I was in high school. Olive Garden is great, but my mom puts it to shame. And I certainly am not going to order pasta at Chili’s or Applebee’s.
Major League Baseball will announce its All-Stars at 6 p.m. on ESPN’s Baseball Tonight. I do not believe fans should be allowed to select the starters for the All-Star Game, because it turns into a popularity contest, and I’m of the firm belief the best on the field should always be in the All-Star Game, not the most popular. The only time I punched out a ballot at a park was in 1989, when I attended by first MLB game at Houston’s Astrodome. Two years later, when my dad, brother and I went to a Rangers game at Arlington, we skipped the ballots. I have never participated on the Internet, either.
With the World Cup taking two days off before the semifinals, today’s sports fare is pretty pedestrian. The PGA is at Greenbrier in West Virginia, but many of the big names are getting ready for The Open championship, which begins July 17 at Royal Liverpool. WImbledon ended this morning when Novac Djokovic defeated Roger Federer for the men’s singles title. NASACAR is trying to get its Sprint Cup race at Daytona completed, but it had to be red-flagged after 112 laps with Aric Almirola declared the winner.
It’s 96 in Russell right now, heading for 100. It will be 100 again tomorrow. Summer on the Kansas prairie.