Want to see into the future? Who doesn’t? Lucky for you Prime has connections. Mr. Know It All tells all on what to expect next month in the world of sports, pop culture, and whatever the hell else he feels like spouting off on. Read on if you like, but don’t tell your friends who like surprises.

Father’s Day – June 15
On average, Americans spend nearly twice as much money on Mother’s Day gifts than they do on Father’s Day. I’m thinking this is because just about everybody’s got a mother but fathers can be optional. Maybe another reason is because mom’s gifts cost a little more than dad’s. Flowers, fancy dinner, and a tasteful gift of jewelry adds up a lot faster than a World’s Greatest Dad t-shirt, socket set, and 12-pack of suds.  But the cash doesn’t matter because most dads just want the one gift they’ll never get: peace and quiet. What will you get for Father’s Day this year? My prediction: a tie with a fish on it, a tool you’ll use twice, and a big hug and kiss from the kids and missus. Can’t beat it.

U. S. Open – June 12–15  
The U.S. Open is golf’s chamber of horrors. Every year the USGA takes some beautiful course and turns it into a place where birdies are an endangered species. This year, Torrey Pines in San Diego gets the treatment. The rough will be tall enough to lose a kindergartner in; the greens baked harder than your aunt’s fruitcake; and a par five or two will magically turn into a par four. The Open is golf’s ultimate test of precision and patience, so it’s not uncommon for unflashy grinder types to be in the mix on Sunday. Tiger’s banged up, Phil can’t close, and Sergio’s putter is bound to go back to sleep, so I predict victory for golf’s most successful grinder, Jim Furyk. Hey, if you want flashy, check out his wife.

Sioux Falls Canaries
Mr. Knowie has been burned by promises of good baseball from the Canaries before, so call me a sucker if you must, but I like the looks of this team. Good speed at the top of the order, some decent pop through the middle and a pitching staff, led by Pat Mahomes, that looks solid enough to get the job done. And the Birds have one more piece of baseball mojo going for them that is hard to deny – they are due. I mean really due. Due like a women who’s 11-months pregnant. Pencil them in for a post-season berth this year, but don’t lose your eraser.