I was thinking the same thing about a bewildered preacher with pleading stares at the congregation--"please don't make me do this." At the altar stands a svelt, dapper, popular, good-looking Continental. At his side an overweight, hackneyed, toothless bride in a used gown held together with pins. Beside her, a man with a shotgun pointed at Continental.


[United fans, don't take it personally, please ]