A disappointing sports Saturday (just one touchdown down at Glencoe Park — although it was an impressive 40-yard over-the-shoulder grab, if I do say so myself) has given way to a terrific sports Sunday. Barry Bonds hit No. 73 this afternoon, and still has a chance for more. As a longtime Giants fan (and that rarest of birds, a longtime Bonds fan), I hope this isn’t his last game in a San Francisco uniform. Meanwhile, the Saints staved off a dangerous Vikings squad that has had our number for several years now.
On most fall Sunday afternoons, you can find me in Plano at the Austin Avenue Grill & Sports Bar, where local Saints fans congregate to either (most years) commiserate about our team’s sorry state or (for the last two seasons) grin the silly grins of children given an unexpected lollipop. It’s such great fun when fans of the other team are there, particularly if they start the day in a taunting mood. Today, there were about a dozen Vikings fans there, all decked out in purple Randy Moss jerseys and yelling out “Go Vikings!” and “Saints suck!” in their Marge Gunderson accents. They were pretty quiet by the end of the day.
In local sports news, the Rangers fired GM Doug Melvin, whose idea of a quality pitching staff involved ERAs higher than a valedictorian’s GPA.
This has been the crabwalk.com Sunday sports report — thanks for listening. We now return you to your regularly scheduled war.