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Before diving into an interleague connection, I want to let you know that the seventh annual Kirk Gibson Golf Classic takes place this Monday at The Wyndgate Country Club in Rochester Hills, Michigan. This year, there’s an additional event on Sunday: Strike Out Parkinson’s, a bowling event that includes a panel conversation about the 1984 World Series with Alan Trammell, Kirk Gibson, and Goose Gossage.
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Yesterday I made the mistake of opening up Twitter. I could stop right there, as you can surely imagine the many dumb things I saw.
One of the best breweries in New York will soon have a presence in the Finger Lakes.
Brooklyn-based Wild East Brewing, known for its slow and patient approach to both lagers and mixed fermentation creations, signed a lease to open a taproom in the former YMCA/Post Office complex along North Main Street in Canandaigua.
It marks another time where a downstate brewery is embracing the growth potential of the Rochester area.
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Brotato is a roguelite shoot ‘em up where you fight off waves of aliens in a small arena. Aiming and attacking is automatic, so all you do is move. This makes it similar to Vampire Survivors, a game so popular it’s inspired easily a thousand more since it launched a couple of years ago.
(If you’ve played Vampire Survivors you can skip this next explanation.
This week brought an exciting bit of news for the Piano Man Hive: Billy Joel is going to release his first new song in nearly two decades, and his first full-on pop single since River of Dreams dropped in 1993 when I was in *mumble mumbleth* grade. The final track on that album, “Famous Last Words”, seemed a pretty conclusive note on which to go out (“these are the last words I have to say, that’s why it took so long to write”), and Joel has spent the intervening thirty-some odd years touring, performing at Madison Square Garden, putting out some classical music and so on.