So I know I should be all worked up, and beleive me i am... about half the time.
The other half of the time I am pretty pleased to have free time during the baseball playoffs and the best whether of the year. I mean I dont even have cable, so I miss a lot of the games, but I do have a darn good radio and that gets me through the day games.
Then bang, a jackpot explodes in my face and leaves a cottons candy stickiness all over. I will sell peanuts at Giants Stadium this Sunday.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
So Cal Monday Night
Colon couldn't finish the 2nd inning, and that was just the first of several significant events that extended the second inning into the fist quarter of Monday Night Football.
Irvin Santana gave up 2 upon entering the game, but his boys got him 5 in the next two at bats. Santana put 2 on to start the 5th, and despite the stunned objections of both Joe Buck and Tim McCarver got his way out of it without having anyone warming in the Angels' bullpen.
When the former Nebraska punter crashed his way into 2nd base I could hear Jim Rome screaming the words "red ass" somewhere and smiling, kind of, but still trying to look tough.
Yes, Joe Buck people do forget Giambi came up as a 3rd basemen.
Gary and Bubba collided in a field somewhere and the fates of cities are alters for the nest month
Johnson gets out of trouble in the 6th.
2318: Did I just see Bernie Williams last at bat in a Yankee's uniform?
Derek Jeter leads off with a single. A-Rod who has never shown a shred of clutchness in seasons past, and who went the entire series without a single RBI is up, will he finally vindicate himself from past shortcomings...
5-4-3 double play. Had he simply struck out the Yankess would have tied the game, at least. Giambi singled and so did Matsui.
Vlad runs, smiles, and pulls his shirt tale out from inside his pants.
San Diego
I had just thought to myself that Hines Ward is pretty darn tough for a wide receiver. He seems to always just straight up. He took a hitch and got 9 yards and a first down by just running hard.
Just after losing the lead
Bettis runs hard.
Near the end of the 3rd quarter John Madden and Al Michaels were commenting on the jiggly possibilities that shake down when Jerome Bettis is running. Madden not the sveltist of figures himself commented that, "There is a lot of pressure on that belt." Bettis then used those Hall of Fame feet to get around the corner on the Chargers defense and get a first down.
Sports are fun.
Colon couldn't finish the 2nd inning, and that was just the first of several significant events that extended the second inning into the fist quarter of Monday Night Football.
Irvin Santana gave up 2 upon entering the game, but his boys got him 5 in the next two at bats. Santana put 2 on to start the 5th, and despite the stunned objections of both Joe Buck and Tim McCarver got his way out of it without having anyone warming in the Angels' bullpen.
When the former Nebraska punter crashed his way into 2nd base I could hear Jim Rome screaming the words "red ass" somewhere and smiling, kind of, but still trying to look tough.
Yes, Joe Buck people do forget Giambi came up as a 3rd basemen.
Gary and Bubba collided in a field somewhere and the fates of cities are alters for the nest month
Johnson gets out of trouble in the 6th.
2318: Did I just see Bernie Williams last at bat in a Yankee's uniform?
Derek Jeter leads off with a single. A-Rod who has never shown a shred of clutchness in seasons past, and who went the entire series without a single RBI is up, will he finally vindicate himself from past shortcomings...
5-4-3 double play. Had he simply struck out the Yankess would have tied the game, at least. Giambi singled and so did Matsui.
Vlad runs, smiles, and pulls his shirt tale out from inside his pants.
San Diego
I had just thought to myself that Hines Ward is pretty darn tough for a wide receiver. He seems to always just straight up. He took a hitch and got 9 yards and a first down by just running hard.
Just after losing the lead
Bettis runs hard.
Near the end of the 3rd quarter John Madden and Al Michaels were commenting on the jiggly possibilities that shake down when Jerome Bettis is running. Madden not the sveltist of figures himself commented that, "There is a lot of pressure on that belt." Bettis then used those Hall of Fame feet to get around the corner on the Chargers defense and get a first down.
Sports are fun.
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Why work?
I should be panicked right? I lost my job on the last day of September. Ahh, never mind the Yankees have the first of three at Fenway to end the season. Saturday comes, and I find my way to the importance of a great afternoon of college football and even mixed in some of the second game of the previously mentioned baseball. Then Sunday, well how can an American boy not watch the NFL when its a crisp autumn afternoon. And yeah there was baseball too.
I dont have cable so I didnt bother with 49ers/Cardinals from Mexico City. In fact I still do not know who won this game. I do not care.
I guess if I should really feel bad about any part of my lathargic attempts to garner employment if i had not engaged in Woopi Goldberg's appearance on the Martha Stewart show. What diversion from the nessecity of employment.
Brett Favre reminded me of why Monday Night Football is cool. Because you may be one of only a few people who actually watch something that immediately history records as noteworthy. (yeah, this is spectator sports, but I know my watercoolers) Amongst sports enthusiests it is huge to brag Tuesday morning about what you stayed up for Monday night while the others were sleeping. His team is down, waaaaaay down, and he ALMOST brought them back. Ahhh, I dont even have a job who cares about the boys in the office. Still, its cool to say you were there when say the Jets come back from 4 touchdowns in the 4th to beat the Dolphins in overtime. (yep)
I haven't even mentioned that hockey is back. And now I am done mentioning it.
Come on, I have to get a job.
I dont have cable so I didnt bother with 49ers/Cardinals from Mexico City. In fact I still do not know who won this game. I do not care.
I guess if I should really feel bad about any part of my lathargic attempts to garner employment if i had not engaged in Woopi Goldberg's appearance on the Martha Stewart show. What diversion from the nessecity of employment.
Brett Favre reminded me of why Monday Night Football is cool. Because you may be one of only a few people who actually watch something that immediately history records as noteworthy. (yeah, this is spectator sports, but I know my watercoolers) Amongst sports enthusiests it is huge to brag Tuesday morning about what you stayed up for Monday night while the others were sleeping. His team is down, waaaaaay down, and he ALMOST brought them back. Ahhh, I dont even have a job who cares about the boys in the office. Still, its cool to say you were there when say the Jets come back from 4 touchdowns in the 4th to beat the Dolphins in overtime. (yep)
I haven't even mentioned that hockey is back. And now I am done mentioning it.
Come on, I have to get a job.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
JR (is be) Nice wrote me this
Hey G,
Yes You Hokies are amazing this year with Marcus Vick and Imoh in the backfield i Love it.
But Texas and USC so far still deserve the number 2 and 1 spots despite USC showing a little weakness, since the loss of Norman Chow, by closely beating Arizona St. Texas on the other hand is outscoring opponents almost 180 to 20 ish it's crushing. And so our your hokies so don't feel left out. But still the most Dominant player in the league is obviously, Reggie Bush in my opinion (don't like em) but he's still good.
Now for NFL
Brett Farve couldn't win a game if he rigged it:
His running core is shot
He has NOOOOO Defense!!!!
And the fact is He's over the hill
Still one of the all time greatest QB's but don't do what Jerry did
And what did I say about those Chargers.
41-17 over the Pats!!!!
Despite The Pats without Rodney Harrison (Best SS in the League w/o a doubt in my mind)
And Matt Light (Brady's Leader on the Line) The Pats were still 3 time super Bowl Champs even without Charlie Weis, whose doing awesome with ND, and Romeo Crennel, whose holding up his end with the Browns. And the Eagles with a comeback win down 24-6 to win 34-31 is amazing even if over the Chiefs.
And Patuxent's Varsity is 2-2 and after a win on Friday against Calvert 48-21
JR
Yes You Hokies are amazing this year with Marcus Vick and Imoh in the backfield i Love it.
But Texas and USC so far still deserve the number 2 and 1 spots despite USC showing a little weakness, since the loss of Norman Chow, by closely beating Arizona St. Texas on the other hand is outscoring opponents almost 180 to 20 ish it's crushing. And so our your hokies so don't feel left out. But still the most Dominant player in the league is obviously, Reggie Bush in my opinion (don't like em) but he's still good.
Now for NFL
Brett Farve couldn't win a game if he rigged it:
His running core is shot
He has NOOOOO Defense!!!!
And the fact is He's over the hill
Still one of the all time greatest QB's but don't do what Jerry did
And what did I say about those Chargers.
41-17 over the Pats!!!!
Despite The Pats without Rodney Harrison (Best SS in the League w/o a doubt in my mind)
And Matt Light (Brady's Leader on the Line) The Pats were still 3 time super Bowl Champs even without Charlie Weis, whose doing awesome with ND, and Romeo Crennel, whose holding up his end with the Browns. And the Eagles with a comeback win down 24-6 to win 34-31 is amazing even if over the Chiefs.
And Patuxent's Varsity is 2-2 and after a win on Friday against Calvert 48-21
JR
Monday, April 18, 2005
Another Brick in Hadrian's Wall
IN yet another sign that America has both Classical Roman ambition and Romanintic lack of intellectual honest vision the Washington Nationals made their debut in DC last Thursday.
During the game WTOP radio reprted that a "who's Who" of Washington was taking in the game. The two Connecticut Senators were sitting at level (a couple of rich white guys). The president (a rich white guy) never one to stray from his role as a vacant figurehead threw out the first pitch. If Bush does it it must be ceremonial.
I had heard on the radio that morning that Tony Kornheiser (rich orange guy) would be at the game. Monday's Washington Post had his musings from both the first and second games.
The complaints were that the ATM system was slowed and later crashed, and that there were not enough weiners to eat in the upper reaches of RFK.
The good news is that the gladiators in this case were not killing each other, they played a gentleman's game. Also though many would be considered minorities in this nations they are notslaves as they were in the days of Rome, they are well paid.
Is this progress?
During the game WTOP radio reprted that a "who's Who" of Washington was taking in the game. The two Connecticut Senators were sitting at level (a couple of rich white guys). The president (a rich white guy) never one to stray from his role as a vacant figurehead threw out the first pitch. If Bush does it it must be ceremonial.
I had heard on the radio that morning that Tony Kornheiser (rich orange guy) would be at the game. Monday's Washington Post had his musings from both the first and second games.
The complaints were that the ATM system was slowed and later crashed, and that there were not enough weiners to eat in the upper reaches of RFK.
The good news is that the gladiators in this case were not killing each other, they played a gentleman's game. Also though many would be considered minorities in this nations they are notslaves as they were in the days of Rome, they are well paid.
Is this progress?
Saturday, March 19, 2005
i hate watching most sports
its true, i cant really sit down for any length of time and watch other people play sports when im decent at so many of them. i never understood being a sports fan the way everyone around me growing up did, i watched them watching with slavish devotion, hanging on every error or heroic block. listing off statistics of the greats went on for hours and the room became heavy with the sweat of gym socks and gatorade even if we were riding in the car.
but i was lucky enough to be sitting at the table recently with a man who i admire and revere as one of the best human beings i will ever have the chance to know. he is the father of a good friend of mine, and the occasion was a somber one. his youngest son has lost his girlfriend the day before in a horrible accident, a girl who craig would tell us over the course of the next few days meant more to the rest of his life than any of us had estimated.
well it was the day after her death and craig was with his girlfriends family and at the request of my good friend, the eldest son, i found myself at the house i have spent so many days and nights at, sitting across the table from their father. talking about craig, asking what i could do and trying i vain not to be fed, the man who ive seen in so many other wonderful lights spoke up to say that he had lost his best friend in high school. the next few minutes were something i will never forget as long as i live. " i could always hit and run, whistle right before i batted to get some cheerleaders attention and knock one out of the park.... i could always play and nothing could touch me just throwing and running all day, i could do that that i could do and.. " it is here where the tears welling up in his eyes became too many to keep to himself and he reverently excused himself from the table. the simplicity, the focus and the gift of solace that baseball had given him were understood and he told the story so quietly and evenly
i drove home thinking about all that this might mean. the three and four hour practices when you dont have time to think about all you have lost and the gift that was given to his sons in the form of a game of men and boys stepping out into the rest of their lives ..i thought of my own father and the disappointment and elation that were interchangable based on my own performance on the field as a child. i understand now that the gift of loving something comes to twice maybe three times in a lifetime, it might be a type of person, a place with water nearby or the warming spring days in the freshly cut outfield, heaving balls into home plate. i understand now that watching these games that the finest athletes of our time play and battle in, these are parts of ourselves battling and rattling off other men, and heaving chests and tired legs mean nothing when this much is at stake.
but i was lucky enough to be sitting at the table recently with a man who i admire and revere as one of the best human beings i will ever have the chance to know. he is the father of a good friend of mine, and the occasion was a somber one. his youngest son has lost his girlfriend the day before in a horrible accident, a girl who craig would tell us over the course of the next few days meant more to the rest of his life than any of us had estimated.
well it was the day after her death and craig was with his girlfriends family and at the request of my good friend, the eldest son, i found myself at the house i have spent so many days and nights at, sitting across the table from their father. talking about craig, asking what i could do and trying i vain not to be fed, the man who ive seen in so many other wonderful lights spoke up to say that he had lost his best friend in high school. the next few minutes were something i will never forget as long as i live. " i could always hit and run, whistle right before i batted to get some cheerleaders attention and knock one out of the park.... i could always play and nothing could touch me just throwing and running all day, i could do that that i could do and.. " it is here where the tears welling up in his eyes became too many to keep to himself and he reverently excused himself from the table. the simplicity, the focus and the gift of solace that baseball had given him were understood and he told the story so quietly and evenly
i drove home thinking about all that this might mean. the three and four hour practices when you dont have time to think about all you have lost and the gift that was given to his sons in the form of a game of men and boys stepping out into the rest of their lives ..i thought of my own father and the disappointment and elation that were interchangable based on my own performance on the field as a child. i understand now that the gift of loving something comes to twice maybe three times in a lifetime, it might be a type of person, a place with water nearby or the warming spring days in the freshly cut outfield, heaving balls into home plate. i understand now that watching these games that the finest athletes of our time play and battle in, these are parts of ourselves battling and rattling off other men, and heaving chests and tired legs mean nothing when this much is at stake.
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