It appears to have been the saint’s will to make us Redskins fans share a little bit in his suffering on his feast day.
What I really feel bad about is this, though… Today was a double-header for me: Redskins at 1:00, then a storied match-up between the Hoyas and the Maryland Terrapins for the Old Spice Classic consolation prize (third place).
I figure that of all the Redskins fans in Prince George’s County, probably MORE of them are Terps fans than Hoyas fans. I was hoping that somehow we could all have a little consolation after the agony of the early afternoon.
If the Hoyas had defeated the Terps in a close game, I would have taken the consolation gladly. But the Hoyas walked away with the game, 75-48. I never wanted consolation like this.
I never wanted P.G. County to be dripping with the blood of its teams, both vanquished shamefully on one Sunday afternoon.
The other problem I have is that Gonzaga beat Tennessee to win the Old Spice Classic, so–strictly speaking–I am now supposed to give up sports-writing altogether.
I should stick to Sacred Scripture and Shakespeare.
But the basketball season has only just begun! And who knows what the Skins might do with the interesting games that remain on the regular season schedule? I might have to re-think this…
Father Mark White Blog 
“Winston dialed ‘back numbers’ on the telescreen and called for the appropriate issues of The Times, which slid out of the pneumatic tube after only a few minutes’ delay. The messages he had received referred to articles or news items which for one reason or another it was thought necessary to alter, or, as the official phrase had it, to rectify.”
Are you calling Big Daddy Big Brother?
Not until your entries are written in Newspeak, Father. Or perhaps if the Shakespeare logo gets vaporized,