Congratulations to the LA Kings. They earned this title. Ranked last going into the playoffs, they fought their way through a phalanx of tough teams, not to mention the psychopaths from Vancouver, and the guys from Jersey (and by the way, the Jersey guys played good hockey, they need to keep their heads up).
OK. So it's ice hockey, and not fútbol, but it's LA. LALA. Los Angeles. The City of Our Lady of the Angels. Cool.
So what if it's ice hockey, we won a title. Hey, I grew up as an athlete in LA (yeah, that's why I have asthma), but it's still LA. Even if the LA Dodgers were to win a title, that would be cool too.
But it's LA, I mean, like wow, it's LA. How can you have it all? Live in SoCal. San Diego, Del Mar, less than an hour to San Clemente. Hour and a half to LA, dinner and the philharmonic. A Sunday afternoon to the Home Depot center in Carson to watch the LA Galaxy. I know of no other city on the planet where you can ski in the morning in the Cleveland National Forest just east of LA, be back to Redondo Beach to surf in the afternoon, and take in some sort of sports game in the evening.
Like Randy Newman sang back in the '80s "I Love LA."
People like to rag on LA. Like the year that the Bruins won the title, then the Red Sox, then the Patriots, and everyone in Boston said they had it all. I used live in New England. My response to that was "yeah, now if Boston were only a reasonable place to live, maybe you would have it all."
The Clippers? Young team, next season maybe. The Lakers? How many titles can one team win? Next up, the Dodgers. (Chavez Ravine, it's baseball.) Then the Galaxy. And if not, hey, we'll all go surfing for the afternoon, go for a Rustic Canyon Burger in Santa Monica, or maybe just hang out for tapas or sushi in the evening in Century City.
LALA. LA. I don't live there, but you don't have to. It's just LA.
Dr. Rob reminds fans to celebrate responsibly.