There once was a time I thought there was nothing worse than
when Mike Francesa pretends to talk
about hockey. Just the other day, I cringed when he called Rangers goalie Henrik
Lundqvist “Mr. Lundqvist,”
because it appeared he couldn’t remember the man’s first name. But alas, I’ve
found something else Francesa has no business talking about — and yet he has
over the last two days, in as nauseating a fashion as possible.
And it has little to do with sports.
LGBT issues.
