It’s usually around 9pm on New Year’s Eve that people sit down and start discussing how this New Year will be different.  ”Time to get back in shape!”  ”I’m going to finally make amends with my family!”  ”I am gonna finish that screenplay!”  By 12:30am, when you’re scouring the buffet table for left over appetizers whilst slurping down martini number twelve and trying to recall the name of the classy lassie you inappropriately groped at midnight, those resolutions seem like miles away.  ”It’s not January 1st yet!” you’ll drunkenly stammer (as you light that “one, last” smoke).  Well, we all know 365 days from now you’ll probably be sitting here saying the same thing — that’s easy to predict.  The year in sports?  Not so much.  Nonetheless, here’s how I think things might play out: Read the rest of this entry