United States is so far behind on this final day of the Ryder Cup they should've turned it into a regular-golfer scramble. Shotgun start. Beer stops at every green. Hot dogs on the grill. Circus clowns riding around in carts.

I'm pretty sure that, after his Britain visit, Trump is going to want his own horse-drawn carriage. And a robe and crown might be nice, too, thank you very much.

As a way to show my wife I understood what she said, I'm alternating between "Heard, Chef!" and "Copy that!" But she says, "How about if you just go with 'Okay' and shut the hell up."

RIP Mark Volman, co-founder of the Turtles. I got to know Mark a little because my bro-in-law, bassist Donnie Kisselbach, toured with them for a while. Mark was the spirit of the group, a gentle, smart man who had a life as a music educator even as he was still doing the "Happy Together" tours.

RIP to one of the great guys, George Raveling. George happened to be my counselor when I attended the Jack Kraft basketball camp in the summer of 1965. That is NOT what he is known for. He was working security at Martin Luther King's Washington D.C. speech in 1963 and, on a whim, asked King for a

Mesmerized by Djokovic pre-serve routine. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Catch. Hold. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Serve.

USA Today billed this as an exclusive and said that Vance "revealed" this astonishing news. Seriously, at best we're a year away from turning into North Korea. bit.ly/3Hxm9on

The most interesting revelation of fam vakay so far is that one grandson thought “Pizza Hut” was “Pizza Hat,” which would be a far better name. Thanks for listening.

This is a five-move clinic in five seconds.

I read an excellent story in "The Atlantic" about insomnia, but it was so long I feel asleep. Thanks, and be sure to tip your waitress.

During visit to Naismith Memorial Basketball Hall of Fame today, grandsons Zev and Asa pretend to be interested in the display that includes the 2005 media award winner. The other person in the display photo is a man who coached Syracuse hoops for 2,713 years.

I've been watching so many episodes of "The Pitt," the superb hospital drama on Max, that when my wife told me she had a headache I prescribed 10 ccs of Epi.

So, maybe a movie before turning in. And on comes ... "Rosemary's Baby." I rate it among the most disturbing films ever made. But I'll probably hang in there.

Follow up to "Incredible Dog Channelge" post. I understand that one of the leading dogs is in trouble with the law and they may impound his winnings.

I just accidentally breezed by something called “The Incredible Dog Challenge “ and the commentator was saying, “When they’re not competing they’re just dogs.” Absolutely unassailable analysis.

I hummed O Canada in honor of you and Farber, Doug. Also, Steve Nash and Margaret Atwood

Four young girls approached my wife and I at the beach yesterday and asked if we wanted to buy bracelets they had made. “We accept cash and Venmo,” they said. No lie.

I’m looking in on the Celtics. I think they’re planning on unloading Russell and Bird.

thank you ... but Pop is owed much more

Honored to have written SI's official farewell to Greg Popovich. Every minute of covering him was interesting. Hope you enjoy. bit.ly/3TN7p70

With the enthralling second round of the NBA draft upon us, you need some Warren Zevon. You may not have realized it but you do. Lots of dudes in the audience, I notice. Okay, not the most sensitive lyric. But Warren and the band ... omigod bit.ly/3HUaZKa

Great story here by Brendan Quinn about an American original. I didn't know Art well when I was out on the roar, but, of course, I knew him. Because everybody does. www.nytimes.com/athletic/643...

I sent them a nice chafing dish. It's good to reward a young struggling couple with something practical. www.businessinsider.com/jeff-bezos-l...

Took a nice 2 1/2-mile walk today and afterward congratulated myself for manning up in the heat. Meanwhile, my 15-year-old grandson is in the middle of bicycling from Pennsylvania to New Hampshire.

Please, please, please watch the Max doc "Surviving Ohio State," taken from a great piece written by my ex-colleague L. Jon Wertheim for Sports Illustrated. Watching Gym Jordan squirm is worth it.

Seems impossible that Metta-Sandiford Artist wouldn't have grabbed that gig.

The things you find out when the playoff game gets out of hand and you switch to the Led Zeppelin doc on Netflix for a few minutes. Jimmy Page and John Paul Jones were the session guitarist and bassist when Shirley Bassey recorded "Goldfinger." You're welcome.

As the Oklahoma City Thunder is poised to win the championship tonight--I'm not saying they will; just saying "poised"--I thought a history lesson might be in order. (Many of you don't need it; others don't want it.) Anyway, the Thunder was until 2008 the Seattle SuperSonics, one of the coolest

Yeah, you got a honey badger sitting across from a blobfish, and it's tough to come down on one side or the other, but the badger made the better points, so you gotta go badger in this one. Probably not next time, though.

Fox News planning two scenarios: We go to war "Donald Trump did everything possible to avoid this. He was a virtual Gandhi. Without DT, this would've happened days earlier." We don't go to War "Donald Trump was Gandhi-like in his cry for peace. We'd be a world in tatters right now if not for DT."

Andrew Lawrence crossover dribble, waves off a ball screen, stutter handle, steps back, shoots .... YES!

I tuned in to watch Indiana Fever-Connecticut Sun and it turned out to be Bulls-Pistons circa 1988.

Happy Father's Day to all. If I had any success at all at this gig, it's because these three made it fun and easy--Jamie, Donna and Chris.

Visiting the DMV tomorrow for Real ID application, so I'm gathering what I'll need. Passport, social security card, proof of residence, crack and a fifth of Woodford Reserve bourbon. Thanks for listening.

RIP Sly Stone. None better live when he wasn’t high … or even when he was

no doubt. I don't know if you can literally game-plan, "Okay, we'll get 'em down the stretch," but their ability to come from behind is obviously related to their belief that they can do it, stemming from that non-stop philosophy.

This ongoing Houdini act by the Indiana Pacers--extricating themselves from seemingly impossible situations--is unlike anything I've ever seen. I judge it by my personal Turn The Channel Factor. My TTCF has come into play in at least three Pacer postseason games, including last night's Game 1.

I meant how did she make 50 years. Lost in translation

This appeared on the marquee of the movie theater of Stone Harbor, NJ last weekend. Yes, wife Donna and I hit the half-century mark. How she did it I do now know.

Is this a warning sign not to use train travel, airpods or both? cnn.it/3SkWpx6

Announcers love to talk about guys "going downhill," meaning moving toward the basket. Pretty sure Tyrese Haliburton set a record for going uphill tonight.

There are no words to describe how exciting it is when TNT pans in on a courtside shot of David ... [[checks spelling]] ... Zaslav

Whether or not the Pacers make the Finals, they have now pulled off two of the most unlikely playoff victories I've ever seen.

Chalamet wanted a TO

So, it's late. You're tired. Game's over. "Witness" comes on. You gotta hang until Harrison Ford bops the wiseass townie in the nose, right?

I've been away from the news today. Has Trump taken credit for an American-born pope to have emerged from the white smoke? If not, it's imminent.

Plz explain in detail, J.A., the precise deets of Sam’s dance.

I’m sure there have been teams that blew it to a worst degree than the Cavs did tonight. They’re just not coming to mind.

In the wake of Steph Curry's late-starting Game 7 performance (22 points, 10 rebounds, 7 assists, 2 steals, 2 blocks, 2 turnovers), my mind wanders to a debate that would come up from time to time years ago: Curry or James Harden? That many would answer Harden used to absolutely astound me.

“Jump to recipe” and “Skip intro” are two of the most glorious phrases in the English language.