Monthly Archives: October 2017

“This Is Us” continues to frustrate and entertain. Man dresses as his dog’s favorite toy for Halloween. And DeShaun Watson, he’s kind of a good quarterback, huh?

Editor’s Note: It’s Go Time! After nine months and much preparation by us, my wife is being induced Monday afternoon, and soon after our second son will be born. Needless to say, I’m going to be a little busy the next few days so there won’t be a blog post on Wednesday like there normally is. If all goes well, I will be back with a Good News Friday post this week (hint: It may be about the birth of my son). Keep us in your thoughts today, please. And may that epidural work wonders…

So I have written before about my love-hate relationship with the NBC show “This Is Us.” Now in its second season, I really enjoyed many parts of the first, from the fantastic acting of Sterling K. Brown and his biological dad, Ron Cephas Jones, to the surprisingly terrific performances by Mandy Moore and Milo (He’ll always be Jess from “Gilmore Girls” to me!) Ventimiglia.

But I also had lots of problems with the two other main characters, Kate and Kevin. They were both so one-dimensional and given crappy storylines, with Kate obsessed over her weight in every situation, and Kevin just a classic mimbo who’s beautiful to look at but is emotionally stunted and intelligence-challenged.

Still, there was so much good with the Randall storylines that I figured, by Season 2 they’d figure out how to get Kate and Kevin some interesting plotlines.

Well, we’re now five episodes through the new season, and I’m feeling the exact same way as I did before. I want to watch “The Randall Show,” because Brown and his wife’s stories are still fantastic, with the adoption of a troubled 12-year-old girl. And for the most part I’m liking the Jack and Rebecca stuff, because Moore is playing the hell out of this role, and the camping scenes last week with Jack and the boys were beautiful.

But… come on with these Kevin stories, please! He is such a wildly unsympathetic character, whiny and immature and now we’re supposed to care that he’s got a painkiller addiction along with other blocked images and feelings about his Dad dying? Here’s the thing: I want to care about Kevin, I want to root for him, I want to empathize, but I really feel like the show’s writers haven’t given us enough reason to root for him, enough reason to care. I just really, really can’t stand watching his scenes.

My other beef with this season is they’re harping so, so much again on how Jack died. It’s taken up like two full episodes, just teasing us and hinting and all that, and it’s going to be such a letdown whenever they finally tell us how he died because they’ve built it up so much.

The Kate stuff has gotten better, I think; we’re still forced to see everything about her through the prism of her weight, but at least they’ve given her a possible singing career, and now a pregnancy (Toby’s reaction to telling people in the restaurant last week, was fantastic.)

I really like most of this show. I want to love it. It’s just … a frustrating and delightful watch most weeks.

But hey, at least it ain’t boring.

**Next up today, it’s Halloween tomorrow, of course, and so I wonder how many of us would do what this guy did last year for the dog they love so much. I posted this last year but it’s so great I want to run it again: Watch this dog owner get an amazing reaction when he dresses up as his pooch’s favorite toy. Just fabulous.

**Finally today, a whole lot of crazy sports stuff happened over the weekend, including a scintillating World Series Game 5 Sunday night (really, Clayton Kershaw with a 4-0 lead in a huge game wasn’t a lock?), and some crazy college football comebacks (Ohio State came from way back to beat Penn State, which didn’t upset me given my feelings about the Nittany Lions), and my Jets being very different than what we expected (competitive and interesting) but still losing.

But I must write a few words about DeShaun Watson, who is really a terrific guy and one hell of a football player. This kid has had a phenomenal start to his rookie year in the NFL, and the fact that both the Jets and Browns, who desperately need QB’s, passed him up just boggles my mind.

Sunday, showing poise in the pocket, a cannon arm, and leadership qualities you can’t teach, was absolutely brilliant in the Texans’ 41-38 loss to Seattle. Watson threw for 402 yards and four TD’s, and ran for 67 yards as well.

This kid is special, and if he ever gets a good team around him… man, look out.


Good News Friday: An 11-year-old in Colorado invents a test for lead in water. A fabulous motivational speech (Andy Roddick thing). And a fabulous start-up offers men free suits for job interviews

And a Happy Friday to you all out in Internet-land. My brain was still buzzing Thursday over that insane Game 2 of the World Series, which after watching the last several innings Wednesday night, I’m now invested in. That was wild. So much good stuff out there this week to inspire and hopefully make you smile heading into the weekend. Wanted to point you to this Vin Scully wonderful-ness before Game 2, what an American treasure that man is.

First up, more proof that Whitney Houston was right all those years ago. Children, they’re our future. An 11-year-old girl in Colorado has invented a lead-detecting device that could help the citizens of Flint, Mich. and anywhere else with contaminated water.

Gitanjali Rao, who lives in Lone Tree, Colo., devised a device that could identify lead compounds in water and was portable and relatively inexpensive. She spent hours and hours in the lab of the the high school in her town until she was able to create a mechanism that contains a disposable cartridge containing chemically treated carbon nanotube arrays, an Arduino-based signal processor with a Bluetooth attachment, and a smartphone app that can display the results.

For her amazing efforts, Rao was chosen Discovery Education 3M Young Scientist of the Year, and given a $25,000 prize.

“Clean water always tastes good,” she says at the end of her video. “The tool allows easy testing at home or by agencies for quick detection and remedial actions. It can be expanded in the future to test for other chemical contaminants in potable water. I hope this helps in a small way to detect and prevent long-term health effects of lead contamination for many of us.”

You go, young lady. What an amazing kid. Read more about her here.

**Next up, I really never know where I’m going to find inspiration each week. Never did I expect to find it this week in the Twitter feed of former top tennis star Andy Roddick. But through a bunch of other Tweets from people I follow, I came upon this remarkable speech that Roddick gave major kudos to.

After watching a few minutes of it, I totally got why. This is Reverend Dr. Rick Rigsby, giving what looks like a commencement speech recently. He opens with this jaw-dropper:”The wisest person I ever met in my life was a 3rd-grade dropout.”

Also, “ego is the anesthesia that deadens the pain of stupidity.”

And then for the next nine minutes, proceeds to inspire and provide hope and guidance. I loved, loved, loved this. Give it a few minutes and I almost guarantee you’ll come away feeling good.

**Finally today, a terrific non-profit has sprouted up in New York in the last few years and it’s one of those ideas that seems so great, you wonder why it hasn’t been done before.

It’s called 100 Suits for 100 Men, and it was started by a man named Kevin Livingston in 2011. The organization, using monetary donations and clothing contributions, gives at-risk and formerly incarcerated men new duds to wear for potential job interviews.

The first impression can often kill your chances at a job, and so many young men don’t have the money or connections to make that good first impression.

So 100 Suits provides tailoring and a full clothing ensemble of ties, shoes and suits at Male Boutiques that have sprung up all over New York. Livingston hopes to use the attention he received from donations from people like Colin Kaepernick (who contributed 50 suits and $33,000 earlier this year) to open up more locations across the country.

This story from the New York Times on one man, Shareef Wise, and his remarkable experience with 100 Suits, gives me hope.

A pretty incredible new Burger King ad on bullying. The greatest volleyball dig you’ll ever see. And a short video on white privilege should open some eyes

I don’t think I’ve set foot in a Burger King restaurant in at least 10 years, for the obvious reasons (I can afford better food and most BK’s I’ve ever been to are quite, um, gross), but I’m sitting here with great admiration today for the company, because of this ad they’ve just put out.

Bullying, in all forms, is talked about so much more than it used to be, which is a very good thing. Every school seems to have some sort of anti-bullying program, which was sadly not in evidence 30 years ago when I was in school. But while awareness is so much higher, there are so many MORE ways for kids to get bullied these days, online but also in public.

Bullying in public often leads to a decision for adults who are watching it: Interfere, or MYOB? The premise of the ad is clever, and the execution is brilliant. Many of these are real people in real situations. Really, really great stuff.

**And now, let me introduce you to Autumn Finney, Decatur (Tex.) High School volleyball player, with the greatest save/dig I’ve ever seen. watch the lower part of the screen around the :10 mark, and be amazed.

This has gone viral, being featured on ESPN “Sportscenter” and other places. This girl is incredible; I have watched it so often and still can’t believe she did it

*And finally today, an organization called Woke Folks tackles an issue that was pretty prevalent during the 2016 Presidential campaign, and into 2017 too. So many “disaffected” white Americans have been belly-aching about people of color “taking everything,” and getting all the advantages now, which is hilarious considering just being born white in the U.S. gives you huge, huge breaks over anyone else.

Watch this little video/parable about a $100 race; I think it’ll make you double over in laughter when you hear white people complain about their hardships these days.

In the words of the great Chris Rock, “There’s not one white person in this room who’d change places with me. And I’m rich!”


Two stories show the real danger of Trump being in charge: The people he appoints are dangerous. One last Aaron Judge highlight as Yanks go quiet for winter. And a wild NFL Sunday features my Jets blowing a big lead

There is so much badness coming at you, every day, from Donald Trump. So many idiotic, hurtful comments, so many stupid Tweets, so much bad, so much arrogance, that it’s so easy to just get swallowed up by it, and not realize that what this egomaniac asshole says and does isn’t the real danger of his Presidency.

No, as I’ve been saying to people ever since he got elected, and I’m sure I’ve said it on here a few times too, is that Trump actually being in the Oval Office, while repulsive and a permanent stain on our country, isn’t the worst thing about him beating Hillary Clinton last November.

No, the worst and most pernicious result of Trump’s election is all of the horrible, unqualified and purely corrupt-minded people who he’s put in charge of very important departments of government. I’m talking about letting Rick Perry run the Dept. of Energy, Scott Pruitt at the EPA, and so, so many others.

Trump’s not actually going to blow up the world, and I truly believe he’s going to be an afterthought of American history one day. But the people who are doing things on behalf of his government… ramifications will be felt for decades.

Two stories over the weekend really pissed me off and brought this feeling back to me again, and amazingly, none of them involve stolen Supreme Court justice Neil Gorsuch.

First, Betsy DeVos, who is trying to do to public education what what a 1-year-old does to a diaper, after previously arguing that accused campus rapists aren’t getting enough support and love, now decided to rescind 72 guidelines outlining the rights of disabled students in public schools.

And then there’s this story from the New York Times Sunday, about a former executive at the American Chemistry Council named Nancy  Beck (that’s a trade lobbying group) who, and isn’t this a coincidence, now heads a key department at the EPA and is trying to stop the EPA from tracking the harm done from a truly horrendous chemical called PFOA.

Hey, just because it’s been linked to cancer and birth defects doesn’t mean we shouldn’t let major corporations still use it and put it in products!

This stuff burns me up. Burns. Me. Up. So many f’ing corrupt, morally-compromised people (and aren’t those the only kind who would work for Trump?) damaging our world, now and in the future (I haven’t even mentioned what’s going on with climate change.)

This is why I’m still pissed about the election. It’s not Trump himself, it’s all the awful-ness going on while we’re paying attention to his latest idiotic controversy.


**Next up today, Saturday night was a sad one for us Yankees fans, as their bats were feeble again (what, they can’t get hits in Texas?) and the Houston Astros moved on to the World Series with a thrilling Game 7 win.

But it was an amazing season for the Bombers, mainly because of a 6-foot-7 mega-human named Aaron James Judge. Even non-baseball fans like my wife are amazed at what this dude can do, and as a parting gift in the Yanks’ season finale, he made this incredible catch above.

**OK, so looking at this on the glass is half-empty side of the coin: Sure, my New York Jets have blown 14-point leads in both of their last two games, and lost both of them.
But hey, two months ago, me and the rest of the long-suffering diehards never thought they’d be in position to blow leads that big, because we never thought they’d ever be up by 14 points.

Happy to say I spent a delightful Sunday with my wife and sun at the New York Hall of Science in Queens, an absolutely fabulous place we’ve been to 5-6 times already, and missed seeing the Jets implode. But following it online, I did say to my wife when the Jets knocked Dolphins QB Jay Cutler out of the game with injury, “That may be the worst thing the Jets could’ve done.” Because as we all know, Cutler stinks, and his backup, Matt Moore, promptly led the ‘Fins to a comeback win.

Jets QB Josh McCown played great… until a horrible interception in the final minute gave Miami an easy field goal for the win. Ah, Josh McCown, you 38-year-old tease, you.
Ah well. Jets are now 3-4, and squarely in the middle of a mediocre season. Which is more than we expected.

Couple other quick-hit NFL thoughts:

— Is HBO’s “Hard Knocks” show a jinx? Man, every year the team they feature seems to have a miserable season. Tampa Bay has gotten off to a terrible 2-4 start after seeming like they’d be a great squad following last year. Maybe next year “Hard Knocks” can just do the Browns and then we won’t be surprised when they stink.

— So much for that Super Bowl rematch Sunday night. The Falcons looked like they still haven’t recovered from the Super Bowl debacle when they blew a 28-3 lead. Patriots beat them every which way on Sunday.

— The hell has gotten into the San Diego (sorry, L.A.) Chargers? Despite having no fans at their games rooting for them, they’ve won 3 in a row and look legit now. Shutting out the Broncos is damn impressive.

— Finally,  why can’t I have been born a Pittsburgh Steelers fan? Every year I think this will be the year they stink and fall off and then every year you look up and they’re 5-2 and in first place. They are truly the model NFL franchise (and don’t seem to cheat like the Patriots do.)

Good News Friday: Some kids in a Baltimore choir make beautiful music. A school in Mississippi changes its name from Lee to Obama. And a brilliant anti-hate marketing ploy from a beer company in Florida.

And a Happy Friday to all of you. We here at Wide World of Stuff are on 24-hour a day Baby Watch right now, as we stare at my wife’s stomach and say to our soon-to-be born second son, “Anytime  you’re ready, pal! Come on out, come on out!”

Clearly the little fellow is nice and comfy in there. Or maybe he’s waiting for the Yankees to clinch a highly-improbable trip to the World Series tonight.  Onward…

Sometimes all you need to start off Good News Friday is some really adorable kids singing beautifully. The boys and girls at Cardinal Shehan School went viral last week with a fantastic rendition of Audra Day’s “Rise Up,” and it is inspiring and very cool. These kids rule!

Here’s how the kids feel about going viral.

**Next up today, I feel since I made fun of the state of Mississippi in my blog post Monday about “To Kill A Mockingbird” getting taken off a school reading list, I must also give props to Mississippi for this, which made my heart happy.

Of course you all know about the Confederate flag and statue controversies that have been discussed for the past few months, and there still doesn’t seem to be any consensus on what should be done. So small steps toward a kinder, gentler nation are to be applauded.

Jefferson Davis Elementary School in Jackson, Miss. is almost all black,  yet it’s named for the president of the Confederacy.
Starting next year, it’ll be called Barack Obama Elementary. Seems a bunch of students at the school learned who Jeff Davis was, and along with the PTA and their parents helped petition the school board to change the name. And the board listened.



**And finally today, the noted white supremicist Richard Spencer spoke at the University of Florida in Gainesville, Thursday night. And in what I think is a pretty cool and unique way to “welcome” Mr. Spencer, the Alligator Brewing Co. put out this offer to the residents of Gainesville. Pretty damn funny and brilliant. An excerpt…

“Tickets for the event are free and available to the general public beginning Saturday at noon. So starting then, and all weekend long, for every two tickets you bring in, we’ll trade  you for a free Alligator Brewing Draft beer. Those tickets and reserved spots will be disposed of, leaving two more empty seats in the Philips Center. We unfortunately can’t stop him from bringing his hate to Gainesville, but we can empty the room so his disgusting message goes unheard.”


“Battle of the Sexes” a good but not quite great flick. A very cool new Nike ad with LeBron. And Gregg Popovich calls Trump a “soulless coward” and other correct things

Finally got a chance to see the new “Battle of the Sexes” movie, which even though I’d heard it was terrific, I was a little afraid to see.

First of all, it’s about tennis, my No. 1 sports obsession, and there have been zero good mainstream movies about the sport I love. (I guess The Royal Tenenbaums is the closest we’ve ever gotten to a good tennis flick.)

Second, it’s about the life of Billie Jean King, a woman who’s on the short list of people I admire most. Billie Jean is an icon, a legend, someone who has done more for equal rights of women athletes (and women in general) than just about anyone else. I was fortunate enough to meet and interview her a few times and she is an absolute class act, through and through.

So even though I’d heard it was a really good movie, I was still a little nervous going in that it would be exploitative and bad in its depiction of a 1973 tennis exhibition match that still has ramifications today.

Happily, everyone was right: It was a really good movie. Not great, not classic, but very good. Emma Stone as Billie Jean was fantastic; really channeled her look, her voice, and her mannerisms.

Steve Carell as Bobby Riggs was a little cartoonishly over-the-top, but apparently that’s what Riggs was, so it worked. Elisabeth Shue is always great (she played Riggs heiress wife who was tired of his gambling, hustling ways), and Bill Pullman as Jack Kramer was excellent as the archetype of the chauvinistic, old-guard tennis administrator who thought men should get paid more because “their matches are more exciting.”

In real life, King was very reluctant to take part in the circus sideshow the “Battle of the Sexes,” became, but as in the movie she slowly realized, after the 55-year-old Riggs had crushed top player Margaret Court, she had to play him, and beat him.

The movie moves along very nicely, and shows that even Riggs knew the match would be a sideshow; he wasn’t really a chauvinist pig, he just played one to grab the spotlight and sell tickets. He was a hustler performing a hustle.

The only things that kept the movie from being great? There was very little discussion/analysis of what looked like a major plot point, that Riggs’ new-age doctor was giving him all kinds of pills/vitamins/medicine leading up to the match. They showed him swallowing these things by the shovel-full, then basically never delved into whether it was the reason he was sluggish in the match.

And they spent way, way, too much time on Billie Jean’s secret lesbian love interest/hairdresser Marilyn. I understand it’s a movie and you’ve got to give people the drama, but I think on-screen time could’ve been much better served delving into how difficult and historic King and the other women’s attempts to form their own pro tennis league was.

Anyway, overall it was a good film, one worthy of standing the test of time to show future generations how amazing and critical Billie Jean King was to the women’s rights movement.

**Next up today, a pretty cool new ad of LeBron James, from Nike, at the start of the NBA season. Voiceover by Idris Elba, who can narrate anything and I’ll listen/watch.

Apparently the ladies find him handsome, too.

** Finally today, a few words from San Antonio Spurs head coach Gregg Popovich. Popovich, in addition to being one of the best NBA coaches of all time and a cantankerous SOB in interviews, was one of the first persons from the world of sport to speak out against the horror that is Donald Trump, way back in 2015 when he was first making noise.

More than any other public sports figure, I think Popovich has harped on, and hit the nail on the head about, Trump’s pure selfish and cowardly comments and decisions, and how self-aggrandizing they are. Here is Pop, eloquently, after Trump’s most recent disgrace when he accused past Presidents of not always making calls to families of fallen soldiers (edit: I can’t even say most recent anymore even though it happened Monday, because on Tuesday he allegedly told a pregnant widow of one of the dead soldiers in the Niger attack that her husband, “knew what was signing up for, but I guess it hurts anyway.”

Trump really is one of the worst people alive.)

Said Pop: I’ve been amazed and disappointed by so much of what this president had said, and his approach to running this country, which seems to be one of just a never ending divisiveness. But his comments today about those who have lost loved ones in times of war and his lies that previous presidents Obama and Bush never contacted their families are so beyond the pale, I almost don’t have the words.”

This man in the Oval Office is a soulless coward who thinks that he can only become large by belittling others. This has of course been a common practice of his, but to do it in this manner—and to lie about how previous presidents responded to the deaths of soldiers—is as low as it gets. We have a pathological liar in the White House, unfit intellectually, emotionally, and psychologically to hold this office, and the whole world knows it, especially those around him every day. The people who work with this president should be ashamed, because they know better than anyone just how unfit he is, and yet they choose to do nothing about it. This is their shame most of all.”

Popovich in 2020.

Censorship of books again, really? “To Kill A Mockingbird” in the crosshairs. “Jeopardy” star Austin Rogers does a turn on Fallon, and it’s great. And the Jets get screwed by the refs, but probably would’ve lost to Pats anyway

Every few years or so, it seems we have to go through this. And every few years, I feel like it’s so important.

Thousands of fantastic works of literature are found objectionable by school-board bureaucrats in small (or large) towns across the country, and students in these districts are denied the opportunity to be challenged, to learn, to question, and most of all, to expand their minds.

This weekend I heard about censorship happening to maybe my favorite novel of all time, “To Kill a Mockingbird.” Yes, boys and girls, the people of Biloxi, Miss. decided to remove this amazing novel by Harper Lee from the 8th grade reading list at the local middle school.

Why, you might ask, is “TKAM” no longer suitable? According to the vice president of the Biloxi School Board, Kenny Holloway, “There were complaints about it. There is some language in the book that makes people uncomfortable, and we can teach the same lesson with other books.”

Language that makes people uncomfortable. Of course we all know what he’s talking about; racially charged words and deeds in the book have been discussed for years.

But removing books because of “language that makes people uncomfortable?” That’s the whole point of reading, especially when you’re young! I read all kinds of books that made me uncomfortable. Ellie Wiesel’s “Night” made me uncomfortable. Parts of “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” made me uncomfortable. So, so many other fantastic works I’ve been exposed to have made me unsettled, or angry, or questioning.

That’s the whole point of books! Ugh. Biloxi, Miss. won’t be the last school district to make this kind of idiotic decision.

**Next, I don’t know about you, but in my house we’ve been kinda obsessed for the past few weeks over “Jeopardy!” champion and ultimate strange dude Austin Rogers. A bartender from New York City (OK so that was the first reason I liked him), Austin won more than $400,000 in 12 games and was unlike any other contestant I’d ever seen. He dressed loudly, made strange pantomine gestures every time he was introduced, and generally acted like the crazy uncle you see at Thanksgiving every year who knows everything.

Anyway, I loved this dude. I’m sure in real life he’d drive you nuts, but for a few minutes on “Jeopardy!” each night, he was fabulous. Anyway, Austin’s run ended last week and he went on Jimmy Fallon to talk about it, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.

**And finally today, I’d love to tell you that I didn’t get my hopes up for a Jets win over the Patriots Sunday, but after the boys in green and white took a shocking 14-0 lead in the first half, I kinda did.

And what was surprising was not that the Jets lost, because that’s what I usually expect when they play the Patriots. But the way they lost, and the absolutely egregious, horrendous, pathetic replay overrule that cost them a touchdown, well, that was new.

Go ahead and watch this clip of Austin Sefarian-Jenkins scoring a touchdown, have it be called a touchdown, then overruled inexplicably, and tell me this is the correct call. Absolutely ridiculous. Somehow, this was ruled as a fumble out of the end zone.

— So I guess Adrian Peterson has something left in the tank still, huh? Wow. What a game in his first one as an Arizona Cardinal.

— The Giants finally won, the Chiefs finally lost, and there are no really great teams in the NFL this year. So much mediocrity, that I think 10-12 teams could legitimately win the Super Bowl.

— On “Sunday Night Football” Al Michaels said the Giants “are coming off a worse week than Harvey Weinstein.” Oh, Al. What a horrible, stupid and cruel joke.

— Aaron Rodgers is probably out for the season with a broken collarbone, destroying Packers hopes (and the hopes of my fantasy team, for which he starred). If only there was a QB out there they could call, a free agent who had a terrific season last year but is being blackballed by the NFL for daring to speak out. Name is Colin, something or other.

An 11-year-old girl finds out she’s getting adopted, and is overjoyed. A couple born on exact same day, in same hospital, gets married. And cute pandas frolicking around, just for fun.

It’s Friday, it’s Friday the 13th, it’s suddenly autumn in N.Y. after never-ending 80 degree days, and I’m actually looking forward to a Jets-Patriots game on Sunday, which never happens.

Lots of good stuff to get to you this week, but I have to start with this deservedly-viral video from, of all places, an administration office of a middle school.

Meet 11-year-old Tannah Butterfield, a kid in Utah who has been desperately hoping she’d be adopted by the foster parents she’s come to know and love.

In this beautiful video above, shot on Oct. 2 at American Heritage School of South Jordan, Utah, Tannah is told by her friend “Miss Jackie,” Jackie Alexander, a school administrator, that her wish has come true.

“Have you heard the news? You’re getting your forever family,” Jackie says she told Tannah.

Tannah’s reaction is priceless. Watch the background of the story here.

**Next up today, this story I heard about on was kind of crazy but great: A couple of 27-year-olds in Massachusetts named Jessica Gomes and Aaron Bairos met in 2007, set up by a couple of friends. They’d grown up in the same area, went to rival high schools, and became serious about each other.

As they got to know each other, they discovered they had the same exact birthdate, April 28, 1990.

Then, they learned they’d both been born at the same hospital, Morton Hospital in Taunton, Mass. And this is my favorite part: According to a local newspaper saved by Jessica’s grandma, Aaron and Jessica were the ONLY two babies born at that hospital that day. (Grandmas save everything, don’t they?)

Jessica and Aaron got married on Sept. 9, and if there’s cosmic justice in the world, any future children they have will be born on April 28.

**Finally today, I leave you with adorable pandas, being clumsy, set to fantastic classical music. If this doesn’t make you smile, check to make sure your face still works…

The app that talks to your teens about sex, so you don’t have to. A brutal but necessary PSA about cyber-bullying. And the married couple whose drunken bet on a game led to third-degree burns

My son is only 3 and the new baby is on the way any day/week now (if the blog has no new content for a few days at the end of October, bear with me, I’m likely getting used to having a new little guy around the house and probably will be severely sleep-deprived), but it’s never too early to think about how you’re going to deal with your kid as a teenager.

And one thing I’m absolutely dreading as a Dad is the birds and the bees talk. I honestly don’t ever recall getting it from my father; my older sister Debbie tells me that my dad tried to give me the talk once, and she sat outside the door giggling really hard and he gave up (I have no memory of any of this.)

Anyway, it’s a horrible and awkward experience for all of us. But thankfully, technology has come to the rescue. Introducing a new app called “We’ll Talk,” which answers your inquisitive adolescent’s questions about self-gratification, what to do if you like a boy or girl, and uses lots of fun emojis and that your kids will understand and you won’t.

You can ask the app about sexually transmitted diseases, rashes, all kinds of fun stuff!

Just imagine the stimulating conversations you can have: “Daddy, what does this emoji mean, it has a little boy’s pee pee turning a different color?”

**Next up today, I thought this was a really powerful PSA about cyber-bullying. So many times in this era when we talk to each other through the computer or phone instead of actually talking, we say horribly mean things that we’d never say to anyone’s face.

Cyber-bullying, trolling, or just being a jerk is so much easier when you dehumanize the person at the other end of the message; somehow we feel a disconnect because we don’t have to actually face the person we’re insulting.

But this PSA, from a group called “In Real Life,” shows us the jarring results when you actually say these despicable comments to someone’s face, making ti seem much more real.

A little hard to watch, but very very effective.

**And finally today, in case you’re having a rough day and feeling like you’re one of the dumbest people alive, no need to fret, I’ve found two people much stupider than you.

Meet Timothy Silyers and his wife, Brianna Hook, who live in Vero Beach, Fla. Seems Timothy and Brianna are fans of different football teams; Ol’ Tim roots for the Cowboys, while his beloved cheers for Aaron Rodgers and the Packers.

Tim and Brianna made a bet on last Sunday’s game between the rivals, that the losing team’s jersey would be set on fire after the game.

Well, Rodgers and the Pack made a thrilling comeback and won in the final seconds, so the Cowboys jersey was to be set in flames.

But, and this is the part where I’ll need to remind you that the couple had been drinking heavily during the game, when it came time to set the jersey on fire, Tim brilliantly decided to keep the jersey on his body while his wife set it on fire.

Shockingly, things went badly. Tim was rushed to the hospital and treated for third-degree burns on his hands and arm, and second-degree burns to this back.

Sadly, local authorities say they wont press charges against any consensual bet between two adults.

“I don’t believe we’ve ever had a case where someone set another person’s jersey on fire as a result of a sporting bet,” Lt. Tom Raulen said

Come on, Vero Beach police! At least arrest them and charge them with being monumentally stupid, that’s totally a crime!

Nothing says true love like being doused with water when you’re body is in flames while drunk. I think I’ll make a Hallmark card that says that.

A rare sports trifecta of joy for me Sunday: Rangers, Jets AND Yankees all win. And the VP Mike Pence walkout stunt was disgraceful on many levels

Sunday was a weird and wonderful day. The weird started early, with me and my 3-year-old going outside on Oct. 8 (the 29th anniversary of my bar mitzvah, if you’re scoring at home) in T-shirts and shorts. Seriously, the weather on the East Coast right now is nuts; it’s supposed to be in the 70s and 80s all week and pumpkins are appearing everywhere and it’s just weird.

Anyway, Sunday was also weird because three of my four favorite sports teams were playing on the same day. I’m sure it’s happened before, but it’s pretty rare that the Jets, Rangers and Yankees are all competing in the same 12-hour time period, but here we were.

And so the day began with me half-watching the Jets-Browns game, and I’m here to tell you that the first two quarters of that game would have had most humans pulling their eyes out of their sockets, because it was so pitiful and painful to watch. The Jets stink, but the Browns’ stench is worse than the odor of Billy Batts in Henry Hill’s car in Goodfellas. And so by being slightly less bad, the Jets won and are, improbably, tied for first place in the AFC East. Crazy.

Then I went to the Rangers game, as a dad-buddy of mine hooked me up with excellent seats at MSG to Rangers-Canadiens. And the Blueshirts, despite playing terrible the first two games, played very well and won, 2-0, and my day was on its way to sports perfection (By the way, and I have said this a thousand times but will say it again: There is nothing, nothing like live hockey. By far the best sport to see in person, to appreciate the skill, speed and size of these players.)

And finally, I got home in time Sunday night to see the last two innings of the Yankees, facing elimination from the playoffs, finish off a nail-biting 1-0 win over Cleveland.

Three teams I root for, three wins. It was a very good day (Oh and also, we started getting the baby crib back together since, you know, new baby is due in about three weeks!)

Couple other NFL thoughts, and these will just be on the games since I’ll have quite a bit to say on VP Mike Pence’s unbelievably stupid and deceitful stunt at the Colts game:

— Brandon Weeden and E.J. Manuel are both on NFL rosters. Colin Kaepernick is not. And the NFL owners claim they’re not black-balling him. Pretty funny.

— The Giants are 0-5 (hee hee, as a Jets fan I’m allowed to enjoy that a tiny bit), and no one but me is admitting the real reason their season has been such a disaster: They signed Geno Smith in the offseason. Geno, a complete bust as a Jet, thought he was going to a first-class, winning organization when he left in the offseason. Now, the Jets are tied for first-place and his new team stinks.  Clearly Geno brought some bad Jets karma with him.

— Can the Packers and Cowboys play every week? Seems like every time they play the game is awesome.

— Poor J.J. Watt. Dude just cannot stay healthy, suffering another gruesome injury Sunday night, and probably out for the year.

— Major kudos to Cam Newton for his heartfelt apology after making a sexist remark to a Charlotte Observer reporter this week. This is how you apologize. Then he goes out and wins another game. Good job, Cam.

**OK, so if you haven’t heard about this Mike Pence/walkout thing, let me give you a quick recap: Sunday in Indianapolis, Pence, the former governor of the state and a huge Colts fan, attends the Colts-49ers game at Lucas Oil Stadium. It’s a pretty huge weekend in town, because Indy is honoring their legend, Peyton Manning, with a statue and ceremony and jersey retirement and all that good stuff.

Pence flies from Las Vegas, where he was Saturday, all the way to Indiana to go to the game. The Secret Service are there, and of course all the fans were delayed getting into the stadium because of heightened security procedures whenever Secret Service are at a game, guarding a President or VP. As he arrives at the stadium, the press following Pence is told, by Pence’s own staff, not to get off the press bus, that Pence won’t be staying at the game long.

Then, as the national anthem starts, Pence sees 20 or 30 49ers players kneeling during the anthem, as 49ers players have done every season.

Then, Pence tweets out that as Donald Trump told him to do, he’s leaving because “I will not dignify any event that disrespects our soldiers, our flag or our National Anthem.”

And then this paragon of virtue, this man of such high moral principles, gets on Air Force 2 and flies all the way back to California. Where he had a previously scheduled fundraiser set for 6:30 p.m.

Such an unbelievable, colossal sham. Pence 100 percent knew that Niners players would protest. He also knew he would walk out and completely overshadow the day his “beloved” Peyton Manning was being honored, just so he could make a ridiculous show of leaving. THEN he flies all the way to California for a fundraiser.

In all, it’s estimated that Pence cost the American taxpayers $242,000 with this idiotic attempt at making a point. So proud.