You Can’t Recork Champagne

Did you see the Atlanta Falcons owner and his wife come down to the sidelines extremely early to celebrate victory when they led the Patriots by 28-9 in the Super Bowl? Their smiles turned upside down and their very obvious presence turned into embarrassment as they grimaced through 31 unanswered points and most devastating comeback in championship history. Don’t celebrate your sale until the check is received. Don’t celebrate your speech until the buyer says it’s time to talk about …



Enterprise: Dumb Ass Stupid Management

DO NOT RENT FROM ENTERPRISE. After their horrible service, and less than half-filled tank without notice, they’ve lost the car! They were told (there’s an email record) to pick the car up at the La Playa resort, have failed to do so for two weeks, and left a message last night that they need their car back! Of course, you can’t return the call because they have limited hours, and the resort informed me that Enterprise was aware but simply …


Sticks and Stones

I’m sitting in my hotel in San Francisco listening to the ubiquitous happy talk early morning news, today on NBC. The “anchors” report stories about Trump, his advisors, and his wife with a deliberate and unmistakeable contempt, complete with snide intonation and skeptical body language. It’s as if someone were to say that the city will defy federal law and give sanctuary to illegal immigrants. Oh, wait, that’s what they are doing. Irrespective of one’s politics, this was and is …



Alan Weiss’s Monday Morning Memo® – 02/06/17

Alan's Monday Morning Memo

We all have our favorites to look back on in sports, whether it was Michael Jordan or Larry Bird; Joe Montana or Bart Starr; Mickey Mantle or Willie Mays; Billie Jean King or Serena Williams; Pelé or Maradona; Jack Niklaus or Arnold Palmer. Somehow, when I was a kid, I knew that Sandy Koufax was something else, the greatest pitcher ever, even while watching him in the flesh. An opponent having lost to Björn Berg at Wimbledon said, “I was …




The Sun Will Come Up Tomorrow (Though Some Will Critique It)

I was listening to the cast recoding of Annie in my car, and they sang “It’s A Hard Luck Life” later followed by the eternally optimistic “Tomorrow.” I long to be with those orphans if my choice were between them and the whining, sniveling crowd who want to bring down the Republic every time a personal interest or preference isn’t met and they don’t believe the rest of us—carrying on with our lives—pay them enough attention. Get over yourselves!