I'm a sportswriter for the New York Herald. My room mate and best friend Felix is a pain in the ass who moved in after his wife tossed him out. We live in the Upper West Side of Manhattan, and if anyone wants to play poker, we have games at the apartment with Murray, Vinnie, Speed and Roy once a week. I keep a Mets hat on my head and drink a can of beer with every meal, usually a sandwich. If I'm not at work behind my typewriter, I'm probably down at the horse track. I'm an easy going guy, but I'll ash my cigar in your shirt pocket if you annoy me.