First of all, credit — or blame — where it's due because my wife came up with that headline.

Once, about every six to eight months by her own estimations, she goes yard — that means "hits a homerun," for those of you less versed in the perspiring arts — with one.

Kind of like that "might as well give a monkey a lighter" gem she came up with in reference to me carrying a credit card.

Yeah, she's a real funny girl.

Anyway, the reason for the looking-for-good-luck concept is the week in review.

Where to start ...