Lots of news this morning. First of all, the Iraqi Governing Council signed a constitution that will supposedly go into effect when Iraq regains their sovereignty on July 1. I’m feeling all patriotic about Iraq now. I wonder if they have a national anthem. If they do, I’d like to sing it. (I’m reminded of Nikolai Volkoff, the evil Soviet wrestler who became a good guy when the USSR abandoned communism. Suddenly his renditions of the Soviet national anthem went from “How dare he sing that!” to “Aw, isn’t that cute?” WWE can do the same thing today with a “reformed” Sgt. Slaughter, Col. Mustafa and Gen. Adnan.)

In other wrestling news, Hercules Hernandez (real name, Ray Fernandez) died over the weekend. Another ex-wrestler added to the dead pool.

John Henry Williams also died from leukemia over the weekend at the young age of 35. This is Ted Williams’ son. The same guy who had his father frozen in a cryogenics laboratory. Maybe now that he’s out of the picture, Ted Williams can be given a proper burial.

In better news, someone who we thought was dead, isn’t! That girl who disappeared on her way from Poughkeepsie to Brooklyn resurfaced over the weekend where she was chilling in the Hamptons. Hmm. Well, it is spring break, right?

Newly acquired Mets, Karim Garcia and Shane Spencer are in trouble. They got drunk at a pizzeria a few days ago and Garcia took a piss on the sidewalk outside of the restaurant. When a delivery boy chased after them, they confronted him, causing him to fall over some bushes. Now the delivery boy is threatening to press charges. Let’s Go Mets.

“The Sopranos” came back last night with a bang! A highlight was a waiter getting whacked when he demanded a bigger tip.