I left NYC Friday night headed for a an annual weekend function my industry holds every year in a dumpy hotel deep in the Catskill mountains.
No "business center", no computer access, and no laptop (which probably wouldn't have worked up there anywhere, since my cell phone didn't).
I had selected my original Sunday team on Friday morning the same time I did my Saturday team (a real pain, BTW, writing down all the matchups with probable pitchers for Sunday, then checking both Saturday and Sunday's pitcher vs. hitter matchups), and left my Sunday selections to be entered on Saturday with someone who is reliable, dependable, and familiar with how the game works. And who also knew I would kill him if he forgot to do it.
It was only from a chance remark overheard after dinner Friday night that I learned of the Yanks-Mets postponement.
Undaunted, I called my helper early Saturday morning, and after confirming for me that there would be a doubleheader on Sunday, was able to, under pressure, pick an entirely different team.
