So Salon has a Sopranos prediction pool, an unsurprising disappointment. Why is it that journalists cannot buckle down and write a simple paragraph for these things but have to be Smarty-Asses, coming off instead as fumbler-writers.

Except for this one which made the little hairs on the back of my neck stand up—so I suppose (the body being smarter than all of us, body memory, bodily intuition) it may be right. I hope it isn’t, but I have this awful feeling …

“My guess: A.J. kills Tony. I’ve thought that for the past several episodes, ever since they played ‘The End’ by the Doors in a Bada Bing scene.” —Tucker Carlson, of all people.