The ordinary American - as far as I can tell - knows so much less than he did fifty years ago and has such poor work habits compared with fifty years ago that the average multiplicand of knowledge/capabilities is a much smaller number than it was in 1961.
I hit some great shots in my lifetime; now I hit a decent shot and I get a standing ovation.
I don't sing as well as I used to. Nor does anyone else in their 60s.
Let's call a spade a spade - this Kaka of Real Madrid is not the same Kaka we used to know.
A lot of people don't know how to talk on the phone anymore.
Rampage's footwork is atrocious. His boxing is slipping. He doesn't take the fight game seriously.
Man, or at least criminal man, has lost all enterprise and originality. As to my own little practice, it seems to be degenerating into an agency for recovering lost lead pencils and giving advice to young ladies from boarding-schools.
That Bears quarterback is no good. He's washed up. He's 30.
In 'The Interestings' I wanted to write about what happens to talent over time. In some people talent blooms, in others it falls away.
I miss singles terribly, but it is a choice I make because I don't feel I am good enough anymore. I don't want to be 100 odd in the world and still play for the heck of it.
