Aw, not for reals, Apple. I just started out with a not-so-sly "athletic supporter" pun and used that as a jumping off point to chide the lack of Texas teams in championship games in the last decade or so.


I'm still trying to decide whether having one of my typical drinking sessions tonight (five or six NorCal microbrews) can qualify as a St. Patrick's Day celebration. It looks like my peeps have all given me the hand. Maybe wearing my new green four-leaf clover Guinness boxers will make it okay.

And no, Apple, there will be no photos.