(1) If I covered NASCAR, I wouldn't write about Kurt Busch's separation from his wife. Twice after a high profile separation involving a Charlotte sports personality I was called by a woman who claimed to be a friend of the wife. In each case the woman wanted to offer dirt about the husband. I wasn't interested. My life isn't so empty that I need to fill it with celebrity Charlotte sports gossip. Also, I can't justify pretending that it's my business.
(2) British heavyweight David Haye is a coward. He talked such trash to Wladimir Klitschko. Talked incessantly about what he was going to do. When they fought Saturday, he did nothing. Haye flopped like a soccer player, or Shane Battier. Haye didn't even try. He just hid. Wladimir is an excellent fighter. Fans don't know it because he lacks a foil. The really good ones need somebody to measure and prove themselve against. Would love to have seen Wlad, in his prime, against Lennox Lewis, in his. I was at Madison Square Garden when Klitschko destroyed Charlotte's Calvin Brock. At least Brock had the guts to fight.
(3) Today is the perfect day. There's nothing going on. Restaurants are empty and streets are empty and there's nothing, aside from walking the dog, I have to do. Alas, my mountain bike awaits. Don't know how many of you ride but cycles are freedom, at least until I hit McAlpine Park. The stretch I use -- Rea Rd., Johnson Rd., Highway 51 -- is dangerous because parents let their kids, and dogs, wander across the path. I've ridden there, run there, walked dogs there and walked there. Cyclists and runners usually are aware of their obligations. It's the others that cause the problems. Come around a corner and, wham, all the space is occupied. Work under the supposition that half the path is yours and you're golden.
And no cell phones please. A woman was chattering on her phone while she walked her dog and the dog jumped in the water. Big dog, too. The dog was in no danger, but the woman didn't know what to do. I was going to help her, but I figured if I knew her I wouldn't like her. McAlpine is where you go to get away from phones. I think the dog was making a statement (hang up and walk!) and I didn't want to get in the way.