Tuesday, August 30, 2011
So instead of paying attention to J's very calculated and researched draft strategy, I decided to come up with my own method. It's not more scientific...but it's definitely more entertaining.
The draft is not until tonight, so I don't want to give away too many of my choice picks...but I will reveal the multi-step method by which I chose my players...
OK...before I considered who I did like...I crossed Michael Vick off the list. He may be a great quarterback, but he's also a douche...and a dog killer...and I just can't get past that. So he's out.
With that out of the way I moved on to the first consideration which was...are you a Manning? I know some people hate them, but I'm a fan of the Manning brothers...and of Peyton especially. So if you are a Manning, you go to the top of the list.
The second consideration is, of course, hotness. The hotter the player, the higher up they go on the list. Hello, Tony Romo...and Mark Sanchez. But not Tom Brady...because something about that guy just rubs me the wrong way.
Third is first names. The more unique the first name, the more I like you. My current favorite name is Santonio, but I also like BenJarvus.
Fourth...equal credit is given to players who have been involved in a good scandal and players who have been contestants on Dancing With The Stars. If you've been arrested in a stolen car with a prostitute or if you can dance a mean foxtrot, you are on my favorites list.
And lastly...you make the list if you've dated a Kardashian.
I've also decided to award bonus points to one player. During Monday's Jets-Giants pre-season game...Brandon Jacobs walked up to someone on the Jets and punched the guy in the face...while the guy was still wearing his helmet. It takes a special kind of stupid to punch someone in the face while they are wearing a helmet. And that is exactly the kind of stupidity that will keep me entertained throughout football season.
When I told J about this new method of selecting players to draft, he just shook his head and rolled his eyes and told me that with that kind of thinking I was sure to lose. I'm sure he's right...but I will be very entertained in the process.
Anyone else have an interesting method for drafting players?
What is it that could possibly enthrall my main squeeze guys more than ME? For crying out loud, I mean really. Ahh, yes. The ASP World Tour. The Billabong Pro that was held in Tahiti's Teahupo'o.
That would be a part of the World Tour of Surfing, folks. You know that sport where ridiculously hot guys wear board shorts and ride waves?
Now I have your attention, thank you very much. Let me enlighten you about The Tour and then I shall reward you with pictures of hot Surfers.
ASP stands for Association of Surfing Professionals. Apparently, not just any guy riding his fish can get in on these contests. You have to be kind of a big deal and look super hot while doing it. The ASP Tour happens every year in (now) 11 fancy locations where you can be sure to find hot ladies in their G-Strings that I want to throat punch.
Sooooo, for the past week the contest has been in Tahiti with mind boggling sized waves. Every 6 minutes I'd hear "Holy Shit!! Someone is going to DIE! This is amazing, come watch!" Apparently, the waves were so big that they had to like shut down the contest one day and they --for fun-- towed guys out to the waves and watched them Hail Mary their way down these waves. I found video for you. Warning: It scares my butt. Don't say I didn't warn you:
This particular event, or contest, in Tahiti finally ended today with my childhood favorite coming out as the winner. Throughout the 11 events that take place all year long, there is a running total of points each surfer gets based on his place finish for that event. In other words, event results are converted to points and count towards the ASP World Title Race and the ultimate prize of being called the ASP World Tour Champion after all events have been completed.
The same guy that was plastered all over my wall with Wet N Wild gloss marks smeared all his face, the same guy who is now in the lead for the World Title, the same guy who has won the Title TEN times is indeed, the same guy who won today's Tahiti event.
The actual poster of Kelly Slater on my wall circa 1992:
Kelly Slater now. A little different. Something's missing. Can't take my eyes off of his abs to figure it out though:
Another fun hot Surfer, Bruce Irons:
And of course, his brother Andy Irons, RIP:
**I'd like to thank Google for supplying me with these visions of hotness monsters to show you, as well as a thanks to You Tube for the epic video and of course the ASP World Tour for bringing all these men together in one spot so many times a year.
Monday, August 29, 2011
|Still one of my Top moments as a sports fan!|
Clearly, I'm not the reason either team won, right? Pure coincidence.
What's occurred since has made me question my entire existence. OK, not really, but let's look at the facts:
1. The 49ers won their first Super Bowl the year I was born. They won 4 more, all while I lived in Sacramento.
2. Cuse basketball
3. Boston Red Sox
4. I worked for a company based out of St. Louis in 2006. During one of the trips, I took a tour of the new stadium and sat in their dugout. They won their first World Series in 24 years.
5. I lived in NJ/NYC after grad school and worked at a restaurant Eli Manning regularly visited. What happens? The NY Giants win the Super Bowl (with the help of a Cuse grad, although the guy's revealed what a douche he really is lately and I don't like claiming him). I'm guessing most Manning fans will hate me now.
6. I moved back to Sacramento and 2 seasons later a curse plaguing the Giants since their move to San Francisco is broken. I loved every moment of the crazy ride!
7. After attending training for work in Dallas this past March, meeting AuntBT, the Mavericks win their first Championship.
I'm trying to decide who needs me more...Chicago or San Diego? They both are right on the water with amazing restaurants. Chicago wins the crappy weather battle, but they at least have Da Bears. I'm waiting to hear the offers from both cities before making a decision. I'd be more than happy to entertain other proposals as well.
Friday, August 26, 2011
And with this anticipation of would we or wouldn't we have a season, was also the anticipation of the NEW rules. Most of the focus I've found has been on the kickoff ball placement thing... that it's at the 35 and not the 30, and that players can't line up more than 5 yards behind the ball, this being to limit the "run up" the players can get, thereby decreasing the chance of serious injury.
My thoughts on this one. Kinda lame.
I mean, the moving the ball in my opinion just will produce more touch backs. This gets done what, I guess, they wanted to be done, because you will have less running and therefore hitting.
But the "not more than 5 yards behind the ball bit"? Uh, that is reaching, in my opinion. It seems that would only be a factor when the kick was short. How often is the kickoff going to be short? Why would that (outside of on-sides kick) be a strategy? And if a player is going to haul ass down a football field and level someone, he's going to make it happen. That's all I'm saying.
The new rules *I* and most intrigued with are the ones that surround player safety and those that are designed to limit head injuries.
These are going to be so hard to regulate. So much is so objective, so much pressure is on the ref. I think it's all with a good intention though, and one that is very needed.
The main points that I find interesting are:
- "...expanded rules to prevent 'defenseless' players from taking shots above their shoulders."
- "...reworded rules prohibit a player from launching himself off the ground and using his helmet to strike a player in the defenseless posture in the head or neck."
- "...when a player loses his helmet, the play is immediately whistled dead."
- "...during field goal and extra point attempts, the defense cannot position any player on the line directly across from the snapper, who's considered to be in a defenseless position."
- Also, the inception of a standardized sideline concussion assessment protocol.
No launching of oneself to strike a defenseless player in the head or neck? Their momma's should have taught them that.
Losing your helmet = dead play. YES! Thank You! Had this not been included, I would have thought for sure they weren't taking ANY of this seriously. I mean really, you are going to allow play to go on when someone lost their helmet but claim you want to decrease head injuries? I didn't think so.
The snapper is "defenseless" and the league recognizes this? Long snappers everywhere are jumping up and down and belly bumpin'! I've seen many long snappers get injured because they got run over on a snap. They are vulnerable, and they should be protected. I bet you see the number of made FGs and EPs go up too! Just sayin'.
Now my fave, the standardized sideline concussion assessment protocol. FINALLY!!! As an ATC at the high school level for many years, I know how valuable this can be! And, working with some pro athletes in other sports, I can see how political the entire process can be. And it's hard. I mean the pro athletes I work with have the opportunity to win, like, $2500 or maybe $5000. But NFL players have way more on the line than that. I think a standardized protocol is a very important thing to implement. Also, when a player has received a concussion, they have to be seen by an independent neurologist. Again, brilliant, due to the political nature of the sport as noted above. Sometimes the people you are supposed to trust, you just can't. Bummer.
But - this is *my* sticking point. If you really, seriously want to reduce head injury and concussion?
THEN FIT THE HELMETS PROPERLY AND CORRECTLY AND CHECK THEM BEFORE EVERY GAME!!!!!!
It's not that hard, people. I did it all the time, games, practices, all the time. It takes 2 seconds and a little pump pump of air in, Boom, you're done.
I can't even tell you how it makes my skin crawl when I see an ill-fitting helmet. A helmet not correctly fitted can cause undue neck strain and/or injury, injuries to the face from it slipping down on, and a WORSE concussion that they would have had in the first place.
Why? Because of the second impact forces that cause the head, and consequently the brain, to rattle around in the helmet during impact. Those suckers are called helmets, not bonnets. They are not to hold your hair our of your face. They are not meant to feel like a ball cap. They are mean to be tight. Wear them that way, for crying out loud!
I'm talking to YOU, Mr. NFL Player!!
And? If the helmets were properly fitted, then you wouldn't need the "play whistled dead when the helmet pops off rule".
Check out this and this. I really had a hard time finding the info I wanted, so if anyone can point me to the official rules, not just the digest, from the source, that would be rad!
Thursday, August 25, 2011
|Love this concept - Alabama Shakers & Rice ROLL TIDE • via google|
|Hopefully our wedding reception won't be happening during the game, otherwise this will be needed...|
|Now that is dedication - Alabama Inspired Bridal Cake • via Google|
P.S.S. Next weekend is opening game in Tuscaloosa, AL I'm so happy I could shit twinkies! ROLL TIDE ROLL!!! I hope we will make it to the tailgating fest - more on that if we do!
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Now, many people believe that what happened at the 49ers homestead (Candlestick Park), was more or less related to gangs. Apparently this type of situation occurred a few years ago in the same manner at Candlestick. There are two gangs that are in the area, so it makes sense. If that's the case, I don't think the NFL has any ability to change what happened. Bad people will do bad things. We can just hope they leave everyone else alone.
However, what about the fights that weren't potentially gang related? Two women were cat fighting in the middle of the game, apparently someone had a derogatory t-shirt on about the opposing team. Obviously it didn't go over well. What causes people to beat on children in opposing jerseys? Yup, alcohol is guaranteed the main cause. And yes, I'm well aware that the 49ers fans are known to be the meanest fans to the visiting team. Every league has their worst, NFL's happens to be San Fran fans, doesn't mean the team itself is evil or that every fan is evil.
So many people are blaming the NFL and saying they don't do enough. However, is it the NFL's fault? No, I don't believe it is, however, the league is going to have to take responsibility to save face. That's what it's all come down to, we can't take responsibility for our peers, so we blame the league. I get it. I want to be safe at games, so the governing board should keep my safety number one. But, is it the league or is it the stadium itself? Maybe both.
The question becomes - how will they change it? Take away all alcohol? No, people come to the games to get wasted. It's their goal. I don't know why it's their goal, since it's more difficult to pay attention and enjoy the game, but it is. It's a huge revenue source for the team (alcohol sponsorships) and for the stadium (many stadiums are owned by a 3rd party, and not the team themselves). Limit amount served to each person? Logistically this could be a nightmare, unless an advanced technological system was in place to keep track of each alcoholic beverage purchased per seat. Doubt this will happen any time soon. Make the league move the games to earlier in the day, so people have less time to party beforehand? Yeah, right. Viewership and ticket sales would go down. People like night games.
One of my suggestions? Make it the stadiums issue, and quit letting people tailgate. Yes, tailgating is fun, but it's all about drinking. I have enjoyed every tailgate I've been a part of, but I'm also not getting plastered every time. I've also seen first hand how people get too rowdy and obnoxious because of alcohol. It's a shame. It's suppose to be a fun time; families should be able to take their kids to the game and not worry about the trash talking and cussing that will occur.
But, I don't believe getting rid of tailgating would cure any problem. I believe it could only help the alcohol consumption decrease. It may be a small step in a very long process. The problem is, there are only a few games each season, compared to all other sports where they play so many more games. NFL fans have a very limited season to express their love of the team. They get so wrapped up in it all, they can't contain themselves. We've let this happen, as football is king in America. Just look at how soccer fans react in other countries. It's the same here, we just don't want to admit it. Would extending the season help? Maybe. That way there are more games, and it lessens the amount that each game counts. If a NBA team loses one game, it's upsetting, but not a huge loss because it's only one out of 20 that month alone. If a NFL team loses one game, it's huge because it's one out of 3 or 4 that month. Each game counts more. Each fan feels this, and gets hungry for a win. Maybe making the teams play every other team in the league is the answer. Yes, more injuries could occur, but maybe it's a better system. More game would give everyone more playing time (you could actually rest your starting quarterback!), and you wouldn't have near as many crazy fans.
Would it work? Maybe. Would no more tailgating work? Maybe. But, I'm just not sure if the NFL is to blame, I just know it has to take the blame.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
These days the Twins have a cool new stadium (even though it should have a retractable roof, it's still pretty nice), but that Mauer kid seems to be crapping out on us. As it so happens my husband is a Brewers fan, which gives me rights to cheer for them. And who wouldn't want to cheer for a team that's making their first legitimate run in 30 years?
The Brewers are playing phenomenal ball right now. They're up 8.5 games in the NL Central. They've won 22 of their last 25 games. They're 4 in ESPN's power rankings. That's pretty much where my baseball knowledge ends, but I know that means they're good. Really good.
And they're fun to watch.
|Source: Fox Sports|
What I'm saying is, the Brewers are good, they're having fun and the fans are out of their heads with excitement. For a state that's still coming down from a we-won-the-superbowl high, this is like an extra helping of dessert. Now, if we could just get those Coasties to realize that great baseball is being played here in the Midwest it might make things even sweeter.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Let me start at the beginning...
I started dating my boyfriend, J, back in October of 2000. We'd known each other for a while, but we'd only been out on two dates when he stopped by my desk one day (we also worked together) to ask me to go with him to the NY Jets game that night. He was taking clients and the other co-worker who was supposed to go with him had backed out. The Jets were playing the Miami Dolphins...which was apparently a big deal, although I didn't know that at the time. The two teams have been rivals since sometime in the 70s.
My first thought was "Shit!"...because I had zero interest in going to a football game...but I was really into this guy and I didn't want to say no. Reluctantly, I agreed and after work, we headed out to the game.
Oh...did I mention that it was freezing outside and I was in no way prepared to go to a football game? I was wearing a skirt and heels and a really thin trench coat. I looked nice, but I wasn't prepared to be walking a lot or sitting outside for any long period of time. But I sucked it up and off we went.
After walking three miles from the parking lot to our seats, we sat through the most boring first half and by halftime the Jets were losing 23-7. I was freezing...and bored...and J and I were both ready to leave. But the clients wanted to stay...so I slapped the smile on my face and pretended to be having a great time.
By the end of the third quarter, the Jets were losing 30-7 and half the stadium had cleared out. I thought for sure we'd leave then...I mean, there was no way for the Jets to come back...the game was over. But the clients still wanted to stay. So we stayed.
Apparently, some of the Miami players were talking smack on the sidelines and maybe the Jets heard them or something...because they started the fourth quarter like a whole new team. They scored a field goal and two touchdowns and tied the score with 4 minutes left in the game. And even though I had no clue what was going on...I knew this was pretty big...and pretty exciting. All of a sudden, I wasn't that cold anymore and my feet didn't hurt and I was up and yelling and cheering with everyone else.
The Dolphins scored again and it looked like it was pretty much over for the Jets. Then...with 42 seconds left, the Jets scored another touchdown and took the game into overtime.
I think at that point it was about midnight. I had work in the morning and I still had to go to J's to get my car and then drive home. I was still freezing and still in my high heels...but there was no way you were going to get me out of that stadium.
The Jets went on to score a field goal to win the game 40-37. It was the largest comeback from a fourth quarter deficit in NFL history and the game is now known as The Monday Night Miracle. (Thank you, Wikipedia.) The other co-worker who had bailed on the game was a huge Jets fan and still kicks himself in the ass to this day because he game me his ticket.
When we left the stadium that night I finally knew that football could be interesting and I started watching games with J. It took a few years until I could really say that I was a fan...but my fondness for football definitely started that night at the Jets game.
Oh...by the way...we aren't Jets fans. Our hearts belong to the Giants...even though they are pretty terrible.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Our (and by our, I mean me and my twisted teal sister) 2011 Fantasy Football Team is called A Few Good Men...because instead of drafting players based on boring stats and percentages, we're choosing them based solely on morals, looks, and general intelligence.
Do you volunteer your time to the community, kiss your wife after every game, and promote the value of sport and education in a child's life? You just made the roster. Did you "accidentally" shoot another teammate, get anything tattooed on your face, or just in general forget that there is no "I" in "team"? You are not the man for us.
Speaking of Drew, he was awarded the Sports Illustrated Sportsman of the Year last November for the work his and his wife's organization has done for schools in the aftermath of Katrina. He is still married to his high school sweetheart and they have 2 children together (the second son's name was chosen when Brees tweeted to fans that they could help choose the name). He was All-American Academic in high school and went on to pursue a master's at the Stanford Graduate School of Business. And he has created anti-bullying PSAs. Hook nose or no, Brees may be our #1 contender for quarterback. Not to mention...I have a soft spot for The Big Easy (and their hand grenades).
And how can we have a complete Fantasy Football Team without a Jags player? I nominate Aaron Kampman for defensive end.
Annnndddd...now we're stuck. If I could bring some players out of retirement, I would easily choose Kurt Warner, Jerome Bettis, and Tedy Bruschi. If I was choosing a team of angels, I would include Pat Tillman (anyone who dies for this country is #1 on my list) and Reggie White.
But we have to choose living, breathing, playing athletes who can keep the littlest player in their pants and a winning attitude about losing. So, sis and I are opening this up to you and your suggestions. Please, no one from the Vikings as they have proven repeatedly that the only team they should be playing against is Supermax Cellblock A.
And if you think Brees should be replaced by one of the Manning brothers, let us know that too. Once we have our team assembled, we'll keep you updated on the progress. If Karma plays out on the football field too, we may have one golly gosh darn heck of a season!
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Let's make things clear, I am not a guru.
That being said, I've been playing Fantasy Football for a few years now and do have a couple trophies in my case. *pats self of back* So, I'm going to give you, my young Padawans, a few tips to get you started.
The most important tip aka #1:
Find someone who knows way more about Football than you do and pick their brain. Ask them about the rules, how scoring works, which positions to draft first, how to make trades, what a waiver is...etc.
READ. There are lots of sports writers and bloggers out there who know their shit. There are also a lot who don't know squat. The more you read, the faster you'll figure out who to listen to. The most important thing to remember here is, it often doesn't matter. Jimmy could tell you that Adrian Peterson is going to have a huge game. So you play him. And then he gets hurt. Or gets shut down. Or just sucks. And he gets you minimal points. These things happen, and no analyst or writer can predict them.
Don't take smack talk personally. So, you're in a league with a bunch of your best friends, and one of them says they're going to stuff you like they stuffed your mom last night. You tell them if they keep posting pansy-ass smack talk like that, you're going to quit and go join a real league. Smack talk can get very crass and ugly. (way uglier than talking about your mom, trust) It's all in fun. If you're easily offended don't play in any league with guys.
Watch the games! This should probably be #2 in importance. Watching is the best way to figure out the game and the players. Also, football just got way more interesting now that you're in a Fantasy league. You have players from many different teams on your team. Say you're a Lions fan (haha) but you have Brees as your QB on your Fantasy team; you now have a reason to watch the Saints game. And this is how your formerly productive Sundays turn into couch days. You want to watch every game so you know who to play in Fantasy.
Have fun. Remember, it's just a game.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
The lovely Sarah is a die hard Angels fan and General Hospital addict. Please read on for her deep and intellectual insight on both topics.
Thank you for sitting down to do this interview with me, Sarah. You look hot. But let's start from the beginning and let's talk baseball. You're not from around these parts of California, are you? Can you let our readers know where you grew up and how you became one of those crazy baseball fanatics?
You look pretty nice, too. Thanks for reminding me your boobs are bigger than mine by wearing that shirt. I grew up in Arkansas, but my dad has lived in California most of my life. Great job starting this off by making me tell you I come from a broken home, by the way. Anyway...he was a sports editor for the Orange County Register and the LA Times. Since I visited him in the summer, we always went to Angels games since he covered them. So, I'm an almost-life long fan.
I have to commend you for not being a Dodgers fan. All of us San Diegans loathe The Dodgers and whenever @HeatherMcDonald posts a picture of herself at Dodger Stadium, it only makes me like you more. Tell us, how do you survive working in an office of Dodger and Red Sox fans? I'd probably kill myself.
Heather isn't a Dodger fan. She hates sports. She just goes, takes her kids from time to time and smiles for a nice photo op. But there are some Dodger fans around, who I just ignore. If they bug me I just remind them that their fans try to kill people. That usually brings the mood down and baseball talk stops. Kind of like what I did just now.
Have you ever made out with a MLB player? If not, I think this is the perfect venue to put the offer on the table.
I haven't. I really want to. I've always dreamed of being a baseball wife. I know that baseball players probably cheat, but I don't care. I'd sit in the stands and clap while sipping Chardonnay and figure out which of his team mates I would like to get back at him with. I don't know if any players are reading this, but if so please contact me. Let's do this.
I need to ask you an intelligent question now. See, I have this crowd of readers fooled into thinking I know anything about sports. Recently, your Angels had a pretty rad game. Ervin Santana delivered a solo no hitter for the first time in 27 years for the Angels franchise. What does this mean and convince me that it didn't make this game like THE. MOST. BORING game ever to watch.
It was so not boring. It was great. You're an asshole. Have you ever thrown a no hitter? I didn't fucking think so.
On a scale of 1-10, how drunk do you get when you attend the Angels games?
About an 11. I take the train, so no driving is involved.
Why is Los Angeles so fucking self absorbed that they had to change the Anaheim Angels (<---Way cooler) into the Los Angeles Angels (<---Lame)? Just to make us San Diegans hate them, too? Talk about a smack in the face to Mickey Mouse.
Don't get me started. Screw the Mickey Mouse crap, that was a rough patch. When they won the World Series, Eisner stood on the field with a Disney t-shirt on. I wanted to punch him. How about an Angels t-shirt, asshole? But, the whole name change thing was ridiculous. To be fair, LA was where they started. They played at Dodger stadium until they got their own. But, they were known most of their time as California Angels, from the mid 60s until your boyfriend Eisner took over. Then they changed it to Anaheim because that's where his lover Mickey Mouse lives. Are you happy? Now I'm irritated.
Let's talk about that idiotic Rally Monkey thing that went on when the ANAHEIM Angels won the world Series. Do you worship that little son of a bitch? Or would you agree he needs to get laid and calm down?
He's pretty embarrassing. But I still root for his dumb ass every time he comes jumping up and down. Whatever gets the win.
Let's pretend for a hot second that the Angels were playing in the world Series and you had a ticket. That same night was going to be a revival of General Hospital from the 80's with Bobbie Spencer and an encore performance of Don't Talk To Strangers by Rick Springfield and you had front row. Which would you choose to attend?
Angels, definitely. Mostly because it would be possible that by the time I got to wherever Bobbie Spencer and Rick Springfield were playing, they'd both be dead.
Lastly, we all really want to know about @JoshWolfComedy and his balls. Do they really hate Josh? Are they also Red Sox fans? Why are you the only account on Twitter they follow? Are they as hairy as they like to portray themselves? Who is the bigger asshole -- Josh or his balls?
Josh's balls are weird and scary. I'm sure they're Red Sox fans, which makes them also annoying and loud with a dumb accent. They follow only me because they are stalkers. They are wrinkly and angry and I don't want to keep talking about them for I fear a new attack.
Thank you, Sarah. You were far more patient with me today than in our normal conversations, so I appreciate that. I think you only cussed at me like 6ish times. Next round is on me, girl.
You can find Sarah on Twitter @SarahColonna
You can find Sarah on Facebook HERE
And of course you can always find Sarah on Chelsea Lately on E! Stay tuned for her book Life As I Blow It to drop Feb of 2012. Go HERE to pre-order your own copy. This girl will NOT let us down. I have a feeling this will be the must read of 2012.
Monday, August 15, 2011
"It's so slow, nothing happens."
"Watching the grass grow on the field is more exciting."
"The U.S. and MLS sucks."
I half-agree with the last one, they're headed in the right direction, but MLS can't compete with the talent overseas...yet. Here's the thing though, the entire world LOVES soccer. Clearly, the majority of Americans are missing something, right? I'll admit to being a late bloomer. I originally started following in 2005 due to the combination of playing as a kid (only sport I excelled in), grad school (worked on a project for US Soccer), and an ex-boyfriend (soccer players = weakness).
|Can you blame me?|
I've tried recruiting new female fans using the players hotness (helloooo abs) and/or gossip. Soccer gossip is seriously the best of any sport! Combined with celebrities I love, like Shakira and Gerard Pique, I'm immediately more interested in the game (I'll most likely be watching more Barca games because of them and I'm not ashamed to admit it). Throw in the completely corrupt governing body of FIFA and you've got yourself a soap opera. Yet gossip is such a minor factor and alone will not attract new fans. As with any sport, you have to understand the game and the players to even begin to find it interesting.
I'm not going to explain the game here, you can get the basics at Wikipedia, but trust me when I say, boring does not belong in the same sentence as international soccer. The athleticism of these players is absolutely insane. I hope some of you will come around before the next World Cup and I'll be doing my part to try and make that happen. I'm even expanding my own knowledge/interest as I attempt to follow the Premier League more regularly this season now that I have FSC. According to Grantland's Chris Ryan, I should be a fan of Bolton (because I like East Dillon over West Dillon and ER marathons). I do love a good underdog story! Although, Wayne Rooney's a beast (and I have a soft spot for gingers) so I might have to go for Manchester United.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Well, let me tell you. It sucks. Bad.
This past weekend I was at the fabulous and legendary BlogHer '11 Conference right here in sunny San Diego. And, man, was it legendary. The parties, the flashmobs, the swag. It was crazy.
My carpool lovingly dropped me off at my door at about 2 PM Sunday. The hubs was sleeping (what?) and the girls were phantom sleeping. By this I mean they were "supposed" to be napping and weren't. After a little dig through the swag, the hubs awakens and we take off with a small amount of prep to the pool at my sister-in-law's apartment complex. It was hot here, after all. I was going to be left behind to sleep in silence, but I wanted to go! I was tired but I needed a dip, too. And I missed my girls and guy. We go. We frolic. We change and leave, deciding to get some drive thru Panda's on the way home. The hubs drove because I was so tired, and we have that rule... the one that says, whoever drives controls the radio.
Holy Jumpin' Jehosephat. If I could have reached through that radio and lynched Ted Leitner, I think I would have.
Don't get me wrong. I like baseball. I like all the balls, really. But I am an In Real Life kinda gal. I like to actually BE at the game and see the subtle goings-on around the game. It's probably the Athletic Trainer in me. Who's icing early? Who's adjusting what? Who got hurt and what's wrong and where is he gonna go now? Who got a cleat in the face? That type of stuff.
|SEE? A 2.5 yo and a 7 mo old at a Padre's game!|
Let me also note, my hubs is H-core into sports. Great, I like them too. But I also adore cheesy 80's music and Top 40 media skewed hits. Just as he adores ESPN 24/7 and Antiques Roadshow, I am in love with smutty reality TV and serial teledramas. There has to be a balance, right??
And when one has been at a "conference" for three days full of disco and wine, a little silence never sounded so good.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Yes the image is old... 2005 old.. but he's leaping for joy!
Signed: Kelly's Disgruntled in Alabama
Roll Tide & Go Steelers!
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Well, so what does it all mean? What’s the point? Here’s my abridged version.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Football is here!
|My view from the sidelines. (c'mon! I couldn't pass that up!)|
The Packers practiced outside at Ray Nitschke Field, next to the Don Hutson Center. Both are across the street from Lambeau Field. I feel like I need to draw a map. Practice started at 7pm, but those in the know got there when the gates opened at 5:30.
|Just because you're a kid doesn't mean you don't know better.|
|Please ignore the fake cheerleaders.|
Monday, August 8, 2011
With the evolution of the internet, ESPN and other cable sports outlets the bias became more evident, especially during my 6 years on the east coast. The 2002 World Series received little coverage outside of Yankees fans who just wanted to see the Angels lose (the only time I respected their opinions, sadly, neither of us got our wish, damn Rally Monkey). If I didn't take basic science in elementary school, I would have thought the earth revolved around NYC, not the sun.
Now back on the best coast, my frustration with the bias only grows, especially in relation to Major League Baseball. During the Giants World Series run last season, game times were based on what worked best for east coast coverage. Home games started at 4 PM, the league clearly NOT taking into account the home team fans. I understand when the Giants play on the east coast, 7 PM works best. Living in California, we know we're 3 hours behind and accept we might be working during away games. When our Giants play at home, however, we expect to be able to watch the games. There's no excuse for the league setting game times based on away team fans. I don't care if they have to stay up until midnight, or later. I managed just fine.
As for coverage, I do understand the majority of the teams are on the east coast. I also know games are still being played as most sport writers living in the center of the universe want to be catching their Z's. But guess what? If you're working for a national sports media outlet, your job is to cover NATIONAL sports. Especially, when the previous year's World Series Champs reside on the west coast. We are more than just a Freak, The Beard and an injured catcher (tear). Oh wait, they're playing the Phillies in San Francisco? Now we get to see all the coverage of an east coast team!