What are you doing tonight? Working? Writing? Intermittently sleeping? Watching seminal Martin Scorcese documentary No Direction Home? Sitting around on your butt watching baseball? Having a few beers? Enjoying the playoffs? Good for you. Jeff Conine will be celebrating his effing Ironman:
With his wife Cindy, three kids, parents and in-laws waiting for him at the finish line, former Florida Marlin Jeff Conine, 42, of Weston completed his first Ironman late Saturday in 14 hours, 43 minutes and 45 seconds. He is the first finisher to also have played in the major leagues.For the record, an Ironman competition comprises the following:
-- A 2.4-mile swim
-- A 112-mile bike ride
-- A 26.2 mile footrace
For any of the rest of us, it would be an accomplishment to do any of those three things singularly. Conine did them all in one day. I watched, like, the last few miles of a marathon -- merely one component of the Ironman -- on Sunday, and I felt physically tired just from observing.
I really need to stop drinking so much Fat Tire.
Ah, retirement. Beaches, golf, reading books on the back porch with the old lady as you sip on some chilled Bourbon. Sounds like a charmed existence. Or you could also train for the Ironman. A race that after an ungodly amount of swimming and biking you run a freaking marathon. That's what recently retired
Sometimes it feels worse to see a horrible thing happen to your friend's team than it does to see something horrible happen to your own. What's worse than that is seeing the very same horrible thing that happened to your team happening to your friend's team. That's what happened today. Jon Bois, one of the guys who does The Dugout with me, is a Braves fan. I'm an Orioles fan.
After losing 
"Hmm, that's odd," I thought to myself as I checked out the major league scoreboard, "Reds beat the Cubs 1-0? At Wrigley? Who pitched for the Reds? Arroyo? No. He pitched yesterday. And if he pitched yesterday, Harang pitched the day before. So then who did pitch?" I clicked the 
























