I knew I saw your dad on "Fantasy Island"

I watched “Mr. And Mrs. Smith” on FX HD last night. There’s been discussion at work lately about the most rewatchable sports movies. “Major League” and “The Replacements” are high on that list.

Similarly, I’ll watch “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” every time it’s on, edited or not. It’s a great flick. Brad Pitt can do no wrong - ever, and don’t argue with me about this - and although I resent Angelina Jolie being smashed in my face as THE go-to female action star, it’s hard to imagine anyone else in the role.

Vince Vaughn — not the character, the actor — always struck me as unnecessary, an afterthought, as if the producers just thought it would be fun to have him around. Anyone could have played Pitt’s buddy, but who doesn’t like Vince Vaughn? Really, who? No one? Good, then we’re agreed.

Shooting at each other, having sex, then shooting at the bad guys and blowing up your house in the process can be amazingly therapeutic but tough to explain to your insurance company.

In any case, it’s a slick action romp, sexy and smart, and especially welcome when Phil Hughes can’t through a strike, again ... and the Yankees get the bases loaded via the walk in two innings and do nothing to capitalize against an enormously over-rated Tigers team ... the Yankees bullpen, however was rock solid again. Four scoreless in Mussina’s win against Cleveland and 5-plus against the Tigres.

During commercials, I at least had the pleasure of watching Tigers Manager Jim Leyland age five years every time his pitcher threw ball four. And then watching Yankees Manager Joe Girardi age 10 years every time the Yankees trotted back to the dugout with a zero on the scoreboard.