Newscoma

Squegee Monkey won the New York State Gymnastics category for All-Around and as you read this, I’m sure you realize that I don’t know what I’m talking about.

But he did. For a little guy, he’s a strong as an ox. And I like to give him a hard time about Boy Gymnast outfits and that he used to put his carcass in one. He rolls his eyes and tries to enact some sort of selective hearing but I am persistent.

And it’s the Olympics so I have to ask him gymnastics questions. It annoys him to no end but I do it anyway.

As we were watching some dudes spin on the high bar, I asked him if he could do that back in the day before the gray set in.

“Yes,” he said cutting his eyes to me.

As I continued this game as I had a Miller Lite (or four) and he was downing a Guinness (or four) and it was bringing me a temporary, mindless diversion, Bob Costas came on the tube and we both did a spit take.

What was going on with Bob’s hair?

Squirrel Queen, who was taking a rare and brief break from her maddening sports schedule last night, said “I’ve always wondered if he was rocking a toupee? I guess he is.”

Our interest in gymnastics was gone. It was all about Bob’s hairdo.

Now I have no problem with toupees or hair extensions. They fascinate me.

My only question is why did he go for the Moe Howard look?

So I went here.

Lo and Behold, it was well known that Costas wears a toup.

Who knew.

I didn’t.

Another meaningless observation from Newscoma.