If they want to make the World Series of Poker watchable again, may I suggest adding Teddy KGB to the final table every year and, if KBG happens to win, then everyone else has to answer to Gramma. Hey, I know I would start watching again.

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If you are one of the many whom have been touched by Bob Klapisch’s work over the years, now is a good time to keep him in your thoughts. Klap, the graceful baseball writer who pitched at Columbia, was still at it Thursday night for his Jersey Met League team when a bad hop caught him flush in the eye. It’s going to be a long road back for him. It’s good that he knows just now how many friends he has Out Here.

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At what point the other night during the fifth inning do you suppose it occurred to Johan Santana, “You know, they had a damned roof in Minnesota …”

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Will there ever come a time when the sight of watching Scott Kazmir throw a baseball does not make Mets fans sicker than the kid who ate all the blueberry pies in “Stand By Me?”

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Let’s just say it’s a good thing that the thong thing didn’t catch on quite as quickly as the mustache thing has.