As I wait to die, I like to watch sports and poodles running wild in the park across the street. The oodles of poodles remind me of the Geniuses who listen to sports radio and pass the professional talking heads opinions off as their. They are better than Stat Boi who likes looking at numbers and making wild claims based on "facts" devoid of data points. I sometimes wish I was Oprah so I could smack Dr Phil with an overly ripe melon. My brother is a six toed freak, I need to offer that disclaimer to avoid any conflict of interest.