Air Jock?  Not so much.Like other famous Americans, let it be known that I have no coherent exit strategy.  Desipio’s been around since July of 1997 in one form or the other, and I’ve been half-assedly writing about sports on the Internet for one site or the other since July of 1995.  That’s a lot of half-assedness. 

If you’d asked me back then if I’d still be doing this in my 30s I’d have mocked you and you’d have wanted to beat me senseless.  Just like if you asked me right now if I expect to be doing this in my 40s.  Who knows?  One day just kind of blends into another.

However, I make you this promise.  If the Chicago Cubs actually give Dusty Baker a contract extension, I’m done.  I’m gone.  It’s hard enough to find things to write about these jerkoffs as it is, can you imagine trying to do it if you knew you were going to have that fraud around for another three or four years?  I’m serious, I’m already tired of writing about how terrible they are, what a completely overmatched simp he is and how torturous it is to watch the Cubs day in and day out.

I’ll let you in on a little secret.  I hardly watch them anymore.  It’s kind of hard to find things to write about when you have no interest in them.  I’m coming dangerously close to being the movie critic who doesn’t actually see the movies before he reviews them.  I’m like the mailman who just throws half the mail away before I even start my route.

You want to know why the Daily Dose isn’t Daily anymore?  Why it’s just “The Dose?”  It’s because I can go days at a time where I don’t watch the Cubs.  I haven’t seen a minute of the games in Florida.  I’ll catch some of today’s game, only because it’s on at noon, not because it’s just so damn much fun.

Last year, when the Cubs went into the tank I started watching other teams.  I watched a crapload of Indians games. 

I’m not even doing that this year.  The Cubs have not only sucked out any enjoyment I used to have in watching them, they’ve made watching baseball of any kind less than attractive.  I’m going to start sending John McDonough my DirecTV and XM Radio bills.

I don’t know, maybe it’s time to just reinvent Desipio again.  Maybe we could just swap recipes for stuff you can make on the grill and rate power tools and import beers?

I can’t be like Al “Pollyellon” over at Bleed Cubbie Blue.  I can’t just slog through crap filled loss after loss and feign an interest.  It’s almost impossible to stress just how bad these Cubs are.  They are hardly even competitive in games any more.  They’re not embarrassing.  They’re soul crushing.  I’ve watched lots of bad Cubs’ teams.  Maybe it’s me.  Maybe it’s them.  I just can’t do it anymore.

You know what I watched last night, when the Cubs were playing the Marlins?  I watched four straight episodes of Season One of “24.”  I bought the DVDs the middle of last week and I’ve already watched 16 hours of it.  I checked in on the Cubs just in time to watch Dan Plesac and his six dollar haircut talk about Ryan Dempster’s blown save.  By the way, Dan.  Learn how to tie a tie.  You’d think he’d accidentally tie it just once so that the dimple shows up under the knot.  At least he ties them so ineptly that we can tell those aren’t clip ons.

But don’t worry.  The Cubs won’t extend Dusty, right?  I mean, as he says, baseball is an “earn it business, not a give it business.”  It’s not like he’s done anything the last three years to earn anything but a kick out the door.  Right?

Here’s what I noticed about Bruce Bowen during Monday’s game seven between the Spurs and Mavs.  He plays defense the way I (and every impatient 12 year old) does on either NBA Live or NBA 2K6.  He just slaps at the ball, like he’s hitting the steal button over and over and over again.  How does he not foul out in the first four minutes of every game?  He was smacking Dirk Nowitzki so much that even Dick Bavetta almost called a foul on him once.

By the way, didn’t we see the best Dick Bavetta call of all time late in that game?  The Spurs are down four with 22.7 seconds left and are inbounding the ball at half court.  It’s a two possession game and the defending champs are screwed.  No way to get out of this spot. 

Bavetta calls a foul on Devin Harris BEFORE the ball can be thrown in, which is a one shot foul and the Spurs keep the ball.  Voila!  Suddenly, it’s a one possession game.  Unbelievable.  The replays showed…nothing.  Go figure.

I like Steve Kerr and he’s not biased, but he will not rip the refs.  Even when there’s an obvious fix in, he tries to find a diplomatic way to explain it.  The Spurs caught up in the second half, based almost solely on the ludicrous second half free throw disparity, and Kerr tried to come up with logical reasons for it.  Even he couldn’t.  It’s sad when a game is so slanted that even the paid apologists have nothing to say.

So the Bulls have the second pick in the draft?  And the 16th.  See, now this is where Jerry Angelo would really shine.  He could package those and get like seven second rounders for them.

If I’m John Paxson (I grow back the late ’80s porn stache), I’d be very tempted to draft Adam Morrison.  I know the Bulls need big men, but there isn’t one in the draft who can score, and you can buy guys like Nene and Nazr Mohammed or Drew Gooden in free agency.  I’d be very intrigued to see this Bulls’ team with a gunner like Morrison to go with a gunner like Ben Gordon.  Scott Skiles head would explode watching them both not play defense.  Why wouldn’t that be fun?

They’ll draft Tyrus Thomas and I have a hunch he’s going to be good.  Paxson tried to hide his glee when he talked about Tyrus.  He didn’t really pull it off.

The funny thing is that having the second pick in the draft when the Raptors have the first one, is like having the first pick.  Toronto’s going to draft that Italian girl, Andrea somebody.  If the Bulls had the first pick they’d be trying to decide between LaMarcus Aldridge and Thomas.  They have the second pick and they’ll be trying to decide between LaMarcus Aldridge and Thomas.

On-Hoops.com is still alive and kicking, though I could apologize to Matt Turvey every day for two years and not make up for how ill-treated the site has been under my “watch”, and Mattus has his conference finals previews up.  Go read them.  Here’s the east.  Here’s the west. They’re better than any of the crap on ESPN.com.

Hey, maybe that’s what I’ll do if Dusty gets a new contract, I’ll just go write for On-Hoops.