You may not realize this, but I have super-human powers.
Actually, I didn’t realize this until recently. If I really had super-human powers, I probably wouldn’t misplace my car keys 17 times a day. If I had super-human powers, I would be able to run the table at Belmont, Aqueduct and Saratoga whenever I pleased.
Also, I might’ve tried to do something about world peace.
So I’ve been blissfully unaware.
Then, on the evening of July 16, sitting in a press box at Target Field in downtown Minneapolis, the following magically emitted from my laptop computer (a MacBook Air, for trivia buffs):