The Angry Czeck

Tiger Woods is addicted to sex.
So is actor David Duchovney. And former ESPN analyst Steve Phillips.
And Bill Clinton.
And Charlie Sheen.
And John Edwards.
And Mark Sanford
They’re all addicted. It’s terrible.
Or you could subscribe to a radical theory I’ve formulated just recently. Granted, I’m not a CNN expert and very little science is employed in my dubious methods. [...]

The Who didn’t deserve this! It was like unearthing the bones of Houdini, wrapping him up in a straight jacket, dropping him in the Hudson, and expecting him to leap onto shore a moment later.

I’ve begun this post about three different times, and every time I do, it sounds phony.
There’s nothing original here. We all liked The Catcher in the Rye. We more than liked it. We loved it; made it a Bible. When we were stupid and horny teenagers, Salinger gave voice to an anger we didn’t even [...]

The summer after my first year of college, my angry mom demanded that my brother and I get jobs.
“You’re not sitting on your ass wasting my electricity all summer,” is how she might have put it. I was not unaccustomed to summer labors. I started working for my own cash by the age of ten. [...]

He did not cheat the sportswriters who wrote glowingly about his deeds, the owners who paid him handsomely for selling seats and jerseys, or the managers who won games thanks to the 550-ft home runs he artificially muscled out of the ballparks.