I know, it’s March, too cold for baseball, in the 40s. But the Yankees played San Francisco (interleague already?) in the Bronx this afternoon and won 5–0. Aaron Judge hit a home run, what else is new?
It’s 77, in
Miami where the Mets are playing the Marlins. After four innings, the Mets
lead 1–0 on a sacrifice fly. (And I have to leave now to go to a storytelling event in Brooklyn, How to Build a Fire.)
I love baseball. But I hate the TV ads for gambling apps. I really really really hate them. Their disclaimers about “gambling responsibly” are pure sugar coating. These companies make their profits on irresponsible gambling, on hooking in even smart people. For a book only partially on this topic, I recommend Kiese Laymon’s Heavy: An American Memoir. You barely notice the hints at gambling until near the end.
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