The (British) Empire strikes back

Last year, in the wake, or perhaps midst of the Lance Armstrong scandal, Brit Bradley Wiggins won the Tour de France. This year, his fellow countryman and teammate Christopher Froome is poised to do it yet again. And all this without even a whisper about PEDs, blood transfusions, or any other such shenanigans. Cheerio.

Recently Andy Murray became the first Brit to win the men's single's title at Wimbledon since 1936.

A couple months ago, Justin Rose won golf's US Open. Pip pip.

Currently, going into the final round of the British Open, Lee Westwood has a 2-shot lead.

I say, old chaps (and chapesses), by jove things appear to be bloody-well looking up in Great Britain these days.

On top of that, the whole kingdom is eagerly anticipating yet another blessed event. That would be Kate the Great (Prince Willie's main squeeze) breaking her royal water and giving birth to Queen Lizzie the Deuce's first great-grandchild.

They probably hope it's a boy. Blue-bloods are like that. Something about carrying on the royal name. Either that, or 17-18 years from now, it would be a lot easier to explain away a prince being a bit wayward as opposed to a princess getting knocked up. You never know about those things.

Idle thought. Don't they have ultrasounds and the like in Great Britain to determine the sex of the unborn child? Then again, maybe that would take away from the fascination of it all.

If indeed it's a boy, I hope they name it James. After all, he'll be in line for the throne and might well become King someday. Great Britain's had a lot of King James' over the course of their history.

America has one too, but he plays basketball for the Miami Heat. Still, I think Lebron would approve of such a possible namesake.

Following up on the above idle thought: If they want suspense, you know what would really be a shocker? If the kid pops out looking a lot like Dennis Rodman. SURPRISE!! What a jolly good show that would be. Yet somehow Prince Worm just wouldn't sound exactly regal -- ya know?

At any rate I don't think Lizzie, Willy, or even Lebron would find it the least bit humorous (we are not amused). Well, maybe Lebron.

And I dare say Kate would have some serious 'splainin to do.

Right now I have to get in touch with a certain DR. Yes, it's unusual for one to be making house calls at this time of the night, but who am I to question their ways when I'm obviously in need of being seriously medicated?