What about Bob? Glauber's NFL Blog

Newsday blog-mate Anthony Rieber has joined forces with Jim Baumbach for "The Final Score" blog, and part of their shtick (schtick?) is to poke fun at one another. It isn't quite on the level of Best and I, but we always appreciate the effort. It's hard to replicate the Best-Glauber shtick (schtick?) because we spent 10 years working the football beat together before he jumped ship and became famous on the blogging circuit.

But at least Rieber and Baumbach are giving it a whirl, and that can only mean good things for page views. And Baumbach invokes his own personal "Seinfeld" moment in his latest post, which is always a good thing. Getting the finger from Seinfeld was truly a memorable moment.

I had my own "Seinfeldian" moment during a visit to a posh hotel in Florida; unfortunately, it was not a very pleasant one. Remember the episode where Jerry is going out with a woman whose father, Poppy, owned a restaurant? Poppy was so delighted about Jerry eating in the restaurant that he decided to personally make Seinfeld's meal. Unfortunately, he told him this while the two were in the bathroom; Poppy left the room without washing, and the hyper-clean Seinfeld was so mortified he couldn't eat the food and broke up with the woman.

Well, during a break in the action at the owner's meetings earlier this week in Palm Beach, one of the workers in one of the restaurants left the bathroom without washing either. It was around lunchtime. I decided I was no longer hungry.

Oh, why do I share these things with you? I'm sorry.

btw, I am glad Seinfeld made it through his harrowing ordeal in the Hamptons the other night, when the brakes on his 1967 Fiat failed and he had a rollover accident. I think my stepsister used to drive 1967 Fiat back in the '70s. Nice car. Cheap. Not sure if that was the one Jerry was driving.