DAN: Rebecca isn’t here, Isaac isn’t here, there’s a strangeness about this day. DAVE: 30 seconds live.
DAN: Eli’s coming.
CASEY: Eli?
DAN: From the Three Dog Night song.
CASEY: Yes.
DAN: Eli’s something bad. A darkness.
CASEY: “Eli’s coming, hide your heart girl.” Eli’s an inveterate womanizer. I think you’re getting the song wrong.
DAVE: In ten—
DAN: I know I’m getting the song wrong, but when I first heard it, that’s what I always thought it meant, and things stick with you that way …
DAN: They say it’s always calmest before the storm. That’s not true. I’m a serious sailor. It isn’t calm before the storm. Stuff happens.
NATALIE COMES OUT OF THE CONTROL ROOM WITH BOBBI BERNSTEIN,
WHO’S STILL WEARING A COAT AND CARRYING AN OVERNIGHT BAG.NATALIE: Look who’s here.
BOBBI: Hey Casey.
CASEY: Hey Bobbi.
BOBBI: Hello Dan.
DAN: Eli’s coming.
FADE TO BLACK
END OF ACT I
SportsNight was a great show, in part because of repartee like that. Here in Philadelphia we’re starting to feel that Eli’s coming, but he’s a she, and her name is Isabel, and she may just keep me from my appointed rounds in Las Vegas Friday morning. We’ll hope not, but you have to admire the beauty of the storm … seen in this shot taken Saturday from the International Space Station (as always, click to see the full-sized snap):
When I was very young, there was this guy Eli who would come to our house every Saturday to sell stuff - I think it was rugs and curtains and things like that. And every Saturday morning, as Eli came up the walk with his cane and one and a half legs, I would sing "Eli's Coming."
Posted by: michele at September 15, 2003 09:26 PMMmm hmm. Now if he only sold flashlights and bottled water.
Posted by: Alan at September 15, 2003 09:30 PMYet another impressive photo of Eli, I mean Isabel:
http://www.ssd.noaa.gov/PS/TROP/DATA/RT/NWATL/VIS/20.jpg
Oh and thanks for reminding me of the greatness that was Sportsnight.
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