A Disturbance in the Force

There is something really wrong going on in the universe right now. I take a break from Donnybrooking (okay, I'm finished the end of the Pacers' season and the end of Reggie's career). Maybe it's the apocalypse. Let's review:

1. Michael Jackson is acquitted. He admittedly sleeps with children and serves them alcohol? And he gets acquitted?
2. Phil Jackson is going back to the team that unceremoniously dropped him like a bad habit and now must coach Kobe, who he called uncoachable in his book.
3. The most boring team in the NBA, short of the Hornets, made it the NBA finals for the second year in a row.
4. Harper, in a moment of sunburned weakness, actually confessed to me a feeling respect for Vijay Singh after he hit a hole-in-one at the Byron Nelson.

So let's count. Well, that's four disturbances in the force. Four horsemen of the apocalypse. This must be the end.

Oh, wait. Mike Tyson quit in the 6th round against designated punching bag Kevin McBride. That makes five signs.

Never mind. The end isn't near.

But let's hope it is for Detroit, Tyson, and Jackson. As for Singh? Only if Harper goes ballistic.