Sully is My Co-pilot

Don't know if you caught Captain Chesley Sullenberger on "60 Minutes" tonight, but of course I was riveted to the TV.

I loved his demeanor, his "I was just doing my job, ma'am," air of calmness.

I loved the inscrutable, yet vaguely insulted, look he gave Katie Couric when she asked the asinine question, "Did you pray?" before answering politically that he left that to the folks behind him on the plane because he had other things to do, like TRYING TO LAND THE PLANE IN THE RIVER. As if God had anything to do with it, instead of his 29 years of experience, training as a fighter pilot, glider pilot, accident investigator, and flight instructor. Sheesh.

And I so want one of those "Sully is my Co-Pilot" t-shirts one of the passengers was wearing at the re-union. I'd store it right next to my Yankees "Scooter 3:16" t-shirt, which for some reason always garners me a lot of dirty looks every time I wear it.

Go, Sully!