Since the inception of sportschump.net in April of 2009, Ive written countless narratives about the world of sports. Yet the one piece that people remember most was not my detailed breakdown of the NBA Finals, the wild card races or my football season previews, but rather the fact that, when I go to the deli, I order a third of a pound of cold cuts. In that particular chumpdate, I went on to explain that, for me a half a pound is too much, a quarter pound is never enough. Like the baby bears bed to Goldilocks, a third of a pound is just right.
Well, I hereby introduce more Chumpservations, some sports related, some not so much. At the risk of sounding too much like Steven Wright, Andy Rooney and Jerry Seinfeld all rolled into one, here goes .
Working out in dress socks: Fashion faux pas? Apparently not.
I strolled into my local YMCA the other afternoon, bopping to some Tribe on my iPod. It was just after four in the afternoon. The gentleman checking in just in front of me appeared eager to work out as well. He walked into the gym with his workout clothes already on with one glaring exception. He was wearing dress socks.