Novak Djokovic is sick and so am I, but in two totally different ways

I lay there on my sofa early Sunday morning, flu-ridden, back aching, both contributing to my insomnia, as I fruitlessly wished for a cure for all three.

Tampa Bay Buccaneers get their man

Honeymoons are fun.  At least I imagine they are; I’ve never been hitched.   The flowers haven’t wilted, piles of wedding presents remain unwrapped and the romance is alive and kicking.