I had two very strong Kevin sports moments this morning The first was when I heard that the Jets had re-signed Vinny Testaverde after Chad Pennington, who took the job from him in the first place, recieved a season-ending injury in Sunday's game. Kevin always called him Vinny Testi-calli - which he thought it very funny for some reason.
It reminded me of other sports nicknames he had for players - Darryl Strawberry was always Darryl Dingleberry (he HATED the Mets and just chose to ignore Strawberry's years as a Yankee); Lindsey Davenport was simply The Beast - even after she blossomed.
That thought process was interrupted abruptly by the news of the Yankee pitching debacle that was last night's game. With the follow up that the division winner would be decided after the three-game series between the Yanks and the BoSox this weekend.
I pictured Kevin so clearly - he would have been upset at last night's game. He would be more upset about the prospect of the season being decided this weekend. He'd hold each Yankee personally responsible for torturing him. He would have been impossible to live with this weekend and there'd be no talking to him during the games. For the first time, I actually had the thought -- for a nanosecond - that it was good he wasn't here to witness it. And of course I felt immediately guilty but I have this very strange feeling he'd be the first to agree with me. Miss you Kevbo.
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