The Longshot Flameout on my List - Simon Cowell

I don't know about y'all, but I definitely missed the money put on Don Imus in the high profile race to the exit pool. Gonzo has certainly always been the odds on favorite. And now Paul "Greet Me As a Liberator" Wolfowitz is getting heavy action for his latest round of screw-ups at the World Bank. But Imus? HE's the new Michael Richards? Sure, he's a cantankerous crank without a single proper cliche` mixed in with all the white man bluster. He's a stupid, ex-druggie-drunkie DJ, with an occasional gift for gab. HE's done over one particularly ugly soundbite. I only hope that this changes the playing field somewhat. Just imagine: Glenn Beck, Hannity, Rush, O'Reilly, Malkin, Coulter - the whole horrid bunch and their supporting minions risking truly losing jobs for sexist, racist, homophobic, or just plain moronic remarks. So long as advertisers continue tolerating FOX, they've always got a safe house. Maybe not as safe as last week, though.

For those of us paying attention, the New Brew Crew is in St. Louie this weekend for a rematch of the 1982 World Series. Harvey's Wallbangers are sorely missed by a few of us (I think I saw "Stormin'" Gorman Thomas sleeping at a bus stop a week ago). But if you care about young teams with a dang good shot at surprising a bunch of peoples, Milwaukee's worth a looksie.

One bit of trivia for everyone to share amongst themselves this weekend. My wife's recent birthday allowed me to focus on the static and realize that she shares her birthday with boatloads of famous people. You know those audio buttons we all hear on the radio or in the background of our daily media - "And today William Shakespeare would have been 417, but would need to split his cake with American Idol Kelly Clarkson, who turns 22." On the other hand, my birthday is shared by a listful of losers. Jan Michael Vincent is my date's notable name. That's just sad. "Airwolf" was ruinous dreck.

Hope your own 80s flashbacks include a World Series victory today. Rock on.