Eat Italian

The Knicks go international! Sound the alarm! Tell the folks at SNY to update the "Beer Money" promos! Seriously, the "Beer Money" ad where the host makes fun of the guy who can't remember Frederic Weis' name makes no sense. Who in his right mind would remember Fred Weis? Nobody with anything better to do.

So, Dan Gallinari is into the Garden to play for Mike D'Antoni, and all is right with the world. He's allegedly more like Dirk Nowitzki than fellow I-talian Andrea Bargniani, according to some wishful thinking from a guy I talked to at a bar last night. He's tall and he's dark and he's spiteful, which is a good trait for a baller to have. He's got a jumper and he can cook a mean spaghetti carbonara. He'll take a quarter of his salary under the table. There's nothing not to love there.

In the meantime, the Mets are playing the Bombers today in a split doubleheader, and I couldn't be less excited. Even Petey pitching tonight isn't doing it for me. I don't rightly know why -- something about the team over the last week has just been so blah that I haven't been able to get myself up for a Subway Series in the proper way. Disagree if you like. I just think the Mike Pelfrey-Dan Giese matchup is a pretty tough sell.

With any luck, we all here at Y2K will be a little more intense next week. There's nothing like being swept by the Yanks to get the Irish up in me.

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