April Fool’s Day, 2010. I pity the poor schmuck who actually receives bad news today. “No Mr. Peterson, your wife really was involved in an accident; we need you at the hospital right away. Why are you laughing? This is very inappropriate, Mr. Peterson!” Here on the Internets machine, things are even more confusing. For bloggers, every April 1 is a trip through the looking glass; I seriously considered staying in bed. For instance, the first story I read after turning on the laptop was this. When someone actually goes to the trouble of Photoshopping workmen removing the S from the Johns Hopkins University sign, you know it’s not going to be a long day. Also, this showed up on ThinkGeek; I’m pretty sure it’s not real either. How am I supposed to find amusing, real sports stories under these conditions? Every post I see today is going to be suspect, every tip under suspicion. April 1st sucks. So please bear with me.
One April 1 story that is real: Slate’s 2007 piece on how to survive the day. I haven’t read an article this good since Sports Illustrated’s April 1, 1985 profile on Mets pitching prospect Sidd Finch. What ever happened to that guy, anyway?
ABOUT LAST NIGHT …
What you missed while taking a mini vacation …
* I’ve always said we need more cheerleaders in the subway.
* Joe Buck Live to return on Fox? Please let this be a prank.
* Carrie Underwood wants her dog to be the ring bearer for her wedding to the Senators’ Mike Fisher. I see no way this can go wrong.
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TODAY IN MARK TRAIL …
Sound effects from unseen fourth panel: SNAP! Ahhhhh!
