This is Keith O’Dell; he’s 23 months old and already plays pool better than I do. His parents say that they bought him a table and that he just started playing on his own. Uh-huh. Any other kid would have broken that table and eaten or lost half of the balls by now. And what’s with that stoic expression on his face? Did they sedate him? Or are they making him play for his rent? It’s hard to believe that a 23-month-old kid could have $50,000 in gambling debts already (stupid Lakers), but look on the bright side. In any other part of the world, he’d either be making soccer balls 15 hours a day or turning tricks in some brothel in Singapore. I love America.