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Blog: February 2007 Archives
Is there any "tradition" in sports suffering from overkill more than storming the court these days? I propose a few simple rules that might restore some meaning to the act. Also, it's Christmas in Febrary! Tiger's coming to D.C. Whoo hoo! Pinch me, I'm dreaming!
Excuse me, but I think I just heard the funniest damn thing about the whole steroid investigation ever. Unless I am mistaken, the intrepid George Mitchell – right hand water boy for fop-haired Alan H. “Bud” Selig – is going around asking players like Barry Bonds to VOLUNTARILY hand over their health records and other information.
Blog: Little Miss Suckshine
The Oscars went down Sunday night too late to note winners as of this writing, but that is irrelevant for my purposes here. The mere fact that Little Miss Sunshine was nominated for Best Picture is laughable. This movie might be the most over-rated piece of fluff since the snore inducing “The Full Monty”.
The last time Adam Pac-Man Jones was in a courtroom, he had to "promise" to the judge who let him go off lightly, that he wouldn't be in another courtroom for a long, long time. For anything! Well, looks like that might change, and change in a big way soon. For a guy who supposedly "didn't do anything" there's a lot of smoke.
How on earth did NASCAR's signature race, the Daytona 500, come home with a 10 percent drop in TV ratings? I mean, for the hardcore race fans, you had great driving right to the end. For the gawkers, you had a guy finish with flames shooting up his windshield, while skidding upside down! It's a mystery to me. Wonder what NASCAR thinks...
Blog: Unfit For Command
Norv Turner will fail with San Diego Chargers. I say this with all the confidence of a guy who has seen his failings as a head coach up close and personal. Put it this way: you don’t watch a guy flounder for 6-plus years while “coaching” your team, and then say: “Well, maybe he was just in a bad situation.” No, Norv Turner has earned his record 24 games under .500.
How will we ever live without Michael Irvin's cutting analysis of pro football games on ESPN? How will we know the "real story" about a team, it's players, or the coach? Who will we watch and say: "What the hell did he just say?" For anybody who broke their remotes suffering through this over-suited blowhard, remember this much: you could miss having him to kick around.
It was a stupid exhibition, and it lasted only 22 seconds. It ended up with an old man with a bloody knee, and a very awkward man-kiss on the lips. (ewwwww!) Still, I thought it was the hi-lite of the NBA All-Star weekend. Why? Because at least two men said: "Let's get it on" unlike all the pampered stars who sat out the dunk contest.
Marty Schottenheimer is a class act. I don't deny that about him. He is an excellent teacher of the game, builds teams into contenders, and stands up for his failings. But two things have happened since I last defended Marty in this space. Two things that have changed my thinking completely on him. The sad thing is, 2007 was all lined up to be his year for redemption. No longer....
I have made it a personal mission to destroy the football credibility of three guys on the NFL's Hall of Fame committee, whom I see has having no right to judge NFL players' "greatness." They are Len Paquerelli, Peter King, and Paul Zimmerman. This is not a personal attack. I don't know them personally. This is an attack on their work, nothing more. And the pounding shall continue.
The subject of television, electronics, and the glory that is HDTV never bores me. I could talk about it all day, and all night. Has there ever been a better time to be a man, with income to dispose on the goodies we can now purchase for our basements? Recently, the Washington Post profiled screen size here in Washington...
Ever wonder about a certain fact, and just figure: "Okay, I'll just look it up on the internet." Well, so many times, I end up ready to smash the keyboard in frustration. How come the obvious info, isn't always obvious to the so-called PR professionals who prepare web pages for pro sports teams and athletes? Let me vent. I'll feel much better....
Too often in sports, we as fans forget to celebrate with unfettered GLEE the trades our teams make that complete rip-off another team. We only want to wallow in loathing and anger at the trades that blew up in our team's face. But why? If we are going to pout when we are down, we should revel when we've stolen somebody else's gem.
While it's hardly a "scientific survey" I was still rather blown away at the strength of opinions I got regarding the actual quality of sports radio shows from so-called "radio row" at the Super Bowl. The message is pretty loud, and pretty clear. You people DO NOT like it. I wonder if anybody with the purse strings will figure this out? Either way, I just go where I am told....
I figured that even with a full column, and several days of radio shows at least partially devoted to the topic, I would STILL not be able to fully "scratch" the itch that is the utterly absurd was the Pro Football Hall of Fame selects its enshrinees. Thus, I unload my final salvo on it all today. Then, I will say "serenity now" and go back to my life.
For starters, we might just as well retire the yearly trophy for “Most F’d Up News Story of the Year” with the female diaper-astronaut-love-triangle-abduction story. Sit me down with a 12-pack, some weed, the entire writing staff from Conan, and give me 2 full days – and I STILL don’t come up with a story this good.
Were the interviews (no doubt numerous) interesting? Did they deliver insight to the game itself? Did they make you laugh? Were you impressed with the “names” of the players and coaches and celebrities who graced your favorite show’s airwaves? Or was it just a big, loud, self-congratulatory back rub for the stations and personalities involved?
"They" said he would "never" win the "Big One." Others said Dungy was a "get you close" kind of coach. Well, score a big one for the truly good guys. It was immensely satisfying to see both men shed the doubters on a rain-slogged night in Miami. I've got my full night of notes, in a timeline fashion. It'll be like you watched the game with me!
The moment of truth is finally here. With Super Bowl Sunday approaching, it's time to boldly "fire in" the final point-spread prediction of the year. Kinda makes me sad, to be honest. Win or lose. And while it sure isn't sexy, or bold, or different, I'm going with the Colts. Do you want to sound smart on Friday, or count your cash on Monday?
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