It's so easy to be foolish during our college years.
Skipping class for weeks on end seems like a great idea during the first week of school. The trouble is when that foolishness catches up with us.
Over the summer I made a bet with sportswriter Kim Taylor that the NHL lockout would end by New Year's Day.
More than 600 cancelled games later, I was dead wrong.
So, now I have to pay that bet off and write a Devil Dish in Taylor's honor.
Before I get to that, I'd just like to point out that I only did this as a desperate bid to somehow appease the hockey gods into solving the lockout.
Any sports fan knows that inane, superstitious pleas to athletic deities are sometimes necessary.
I sat in the same position for three innings for Game 7 of the 2001 World Series, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat if the baseball gods required it.
Too bad the hockey gods weren't as grateful as their baseball counterparts.
Oh yeah ... Kim's cool.
