sports recap

Friday, June 01, 2007

“Did You See That ..."

Not too many performances deserves or even invokes that phrase, but Lebron James’ game last night does. It wasn’t just one highlight reel, but it was a sustained highlight reel that ran for one quarter and two overtimes. It was simply amazing.

Lebron’s coach, Mike Brown, attempted to summarize the night by saying, “He was phenomenal tonight, and I felt bad because my words don’t give justice to what he did.”

That’s how I felt as I watched Lebron hit shot after shot, scoring the final 25 points for the Cavaliers, and the last 29 of 30 points. That’s simply crazy. Think about that for a second. It’s not as if Detroit is wondering who is going to shoot the next shot. The whole team, the whole arena knows it’s going to be Lebron, and he kept on sinking shot after shot, all with a varying degree of difficulty. In a way, I have to blame Flip Saunders for not forcing two guards to be on either side of Lebron. Instead he would put one quick defender (Prince, Hamilton, Hunter) and then one slow-footed one (Webber) to double-team Lebron, which he beat quite easily.

With Hughes out and the other offensive threats on the bench with foul trouble (Gibson and Ilgauskas), why wouldn’t you force the other guys on the court to beat you. I would take my chances with Eric Snow or Varejao any day over Lebron. Sorry, but Saunders cost the Pistons the game. I hope someone covers this more in-depth.

In any case, Lebron silenced the critics last night. It’s like he used game 1 & 2 as a buildup to the crescendo that was last night. Gosh, he’s only 22. I don’t know how Detroit’s going to bounce back from this lost, but I’ve always believed that a strong team can beat any one individual. But last night kind of threw that theory out the window … especially if that one individual happens to be a freak of nature like Lebron.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

I’m a Witness …

After playing uninspired ball for most of the playoffs, it finally appears as if Lebron James decided to take his already-iconic status seriously.

Just a few days ago, it seemed as if most media heads were beginning to describe Lebron as a superstar who had his fill already. Think about it—he already has commercial deals, endorsements, a fat contract and a franchise that would cut off their right arm for him. Yet, what has he done to earn such legendary status already?

Well, for the first time, I’m seeing some fire in Lebron. He’s pumping his fists like Tiger Woods after every clutch shot, and he’s demanding the ball when it counts like MJ … and its completely rubbing off on his teammates. I still think Detroit is a better team and that they should win this series, but with a coach like Flip Saunders running the helm, anything could happen.

Although it’s plausible that Lebron and his Cavaliers could upset the Pistons (again, the Flip Saunders factor), there is no way Cleveland can beat the San Antonio Spurs. Think about the match up for a second. If Larry Hughes can’t play at 100 percent, there is no one on the team who can slow down Tony Parker. And who can really cover Manu or Tim Duncan for that matter. That said, if Cleveland does the improbable, Lebron will suddenly become as good as advertised.

What do you think of Cleveland's chance to win the East?

Friday, May 18, 2007

Friday Update

Today’s my mom’s birthday. I called her up this morning as any good son should, and told her “Happy Birthday” and that I loved her. And then I threw in one of these: “So, I hear you’re 45 today?”

Mom’s response: “Oh no! I don’t like 45, I’m happy to be 58.” You gotta love my mom. In any case, Caroline sent her this awesome care package completely filled to the brim with a hodgepodge of goodies. I didn’t get to sift through all of the items in the box, but apparently my mom was overjoyed. My wife’s the best.

Other miscellaneous items:
- I play in a corporate co-ed league with a bunch of people (including my sister). The game was taking place on Roosevelt Island, but due to my contacts acting up due to allergies, I totally misread the subway train and ended up taking the V instead of the F. I got off at Roosevelt Ave. Needless to say, I was bummed because I was running about 25-30 minutes late for the game. In a strangely good way, our team was playing so bad that the 2nd inning lasted like 20 minutes. Our team was down 9-0 by the time I got there. Somehow the team turned it around and we ended up winning 14-13. I was especially glad to see my sister go 3 for 3, albeit all three hits could be argued as two errors and a fielder’s choice, but who’s counting.
- Opted not to go to the Mets vs. Cubs game on Wednesday night due to the rain. The game was supposed to start at 7:10 pm, but due to rain delay didn’t start until 10 pm. Fortunately, the Mets will still allow ticket holders to exchange the Wed. tickets for tickets to the Twins series.
- By the way, I’m not a Mets fan. I just like to watch baseball, and of course, I have the Cards vs. Mets game circled on my calendar.
- Like 99% of basketball fans out there, I want the Suns to beat the Spurs.
- Like 100% of NJ residents, I really want the Nets to win. Like 98% of NJ residents, I only started watching the Nets during playoffs.
- How come it never gets old to say “TGIF”?

Friday, April 13, 2007

Interesting reads about Imus ...

I got these links off the Sports Guy's column, but these two articles, which discuss the Imus mishap, are quite interesting. They're both written by intelligent and opinionated black men, but with unique angles.

Michael Wilbon's article does a great journalistic job of showing how Imus' career has been filled with bigotry and a lack of remorse or an attempt to mature in his perception of race and culture. His trade is being a shock-jock, and that's why he gets paid the big bucks, thus the responsibility of his actions should also rest on his producers and executives. Suddenly, now that all the advertisers are gone and the $20 million brand that was "Imus in the morning" has been paralyzed, it only makes sense to let him go. Anyway, it's a great journalistic piece that only affirms the firing of Imus. http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/10/AR2007041001891.html

Now, Jason Whitlock's commentary is intrinsically different from Wilbon's. Whitlock takes the Imus incident to illustrate the greater hypocrisy. As great as it is to confront the bigots of the world like Imus, we still easily turn our vigilance away from the current state of our culture which glorifies pimpin' rappers, gangsters and the like. Obviously, Whitlock is doing his part as a writer to garner more attention with some strong views, but there is definitely some substance in what he says. http://www.kansascity.com/182/story/66339.html

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Covert Cardinal ...

I love watching baseball, but being a Cards fan, it's hard to watch games as an East Coaster. Still, if I have to trek to Shea to watch some games, well, I will.

However, if you heard about my life-fearing ordeal during game 6 of the NLCS last October (quick recap -- don't wear a Pujols jersey during an elimination game at Shea stadium), you have to know when to pick your battles.

Last night was my first game back to Shea since Game 6, and well, I went as a covert Cards fan. My sister and I braved the cold and simply enjoyed watching baseball and all the extra trimmings: peanuts, hot coffee, Italian sausage, etc. The best part was that we were sitting next to some hardcore fans. Elderly statesman who were fans of the Mets since the inception of the team in 1962.

The whole night they were going back and forth about the Miracle Mets, Tom Seaver and various historical facts I knew nothing of. Because the game was dragging at times – Perez walked like 8 people – the fans talked to one another a lot more than usual. Around the 6th inning the fans in front of us started asking personal questions like, “When did you become a baseball fan?” or “Who’s your favorite Met?” and “When did you start following the Mets?”

As much as I wanted to be covert, I can’t tell a straight lie. I bleed Gibson, Musial, Brock, Ozzie, McGee and Pujols. So, I said, “I’m a Cards fan, but I’m trying to just enjoy the game.” Unbelievably, the guy didn’t raise a brow or anything, almost as if he was saying, “Your secret is safe with me.”

We got a power pack for seven more games, one of which includes the Cards. Whether or not I bring out my Pujols jersey and St. Louis cap is yet to be seen, but until their match up in June, I can just enjoy the game … as a covert Cardinal, of course.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Cards In a Funk ...

I'm not going to say Tony Larussa's off-field drama has greatly impacted the Cards, but man, do they seem like they are not put together. Seriously, the Mets had one of the worst records coming out of Spring Training, but the Cards are making them look like World Champs ...

I know 5 months off can do weird things to your psyche, but I think the Cardinals forgot that they are the World Series champs. Anyway, we need to get a new outfield soon. Seriously, we expect to win games with the defensive liabilities of Duncan in left field. Argh! I don't even want to think about it.

Inauspicious beginning to what I hope will be another good season for my Cards.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Remembering Ray ...

If you haven’t heard by now, the UNC student who doubled as the mascot for the UNC basketball team died to injuries when he got hit by an SUV as he was walking on Rt. 4 here in Fort Lee, NJ. http://www.newsobserver.com/122/story/556980.html

Jason Ray was a model student and quite involved with his church. Here’s a reader’s comment to the Sports Guy on ESPN.com that might give us a glimpse of Ray:

"I wanted to write you without my name or anything, just as a student of UNC. Our loss last night was tough -- some might say heartbreaking. But what's worse is that it may overshadow the death of a true Tar Heel. Jason Ray, our mascot, died this morning. He was the very first person I met at UNC. He was helping freshmen move into the dorms as a part of Intervarsity (a Christian ministry on campus). The elevators were all jammed up, so he helped me cart a refrigerator, futon, and all my other stuff (and girls have a lot of stuff) up NINE floors in the 100-degree heat. And he did it happily. We became friends and I spent a lot of time around him. He let me wear the ram head one time because I thought it'd be funny (even though I'm sure he wasn't supposed to). You've probably gotten a lot of e-mails about yesterday's game, but could you maybe mention Jason in your article, if only for a second. The world deserves to know who this person was. I don't just want him to be a 'UNC mascot dies' blurb on ESPN.com. He was such a good person. A true friend. What every Tar Heel should aspire to be."

http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/blog/index?name=simmons

Friday, March 16, 2007

Duke Stinks ...

Because of Duke my NCAA bracket is a bit tainted. Good thing I don't have them advancing past the Sweet 16.

I got 14 out of 16 teams as of yesterday.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Recap of SuperBowl Sunday

The game had it all: a kickoff return, fumbles, interceptions (and a return), rushing and passing touchdowns, two admirable coaches, a soggy field, Prince (didn’t watch the halftime) and a noticeable monkey getting off Peyton Manning’s shoulders.

I don’t think I’ve seen a more action-filled—albeit sloppy—first quarter as Sunday’s game. If you got up to grab a slice of pizza, there’s a good chance you just missed two fumble recoveries. Wow! In any case, after Hester’s return to start the game, it seemed like all the momentum was in the Bears’ favor. However, after the Bears failed to capitalize on Manning’s only big mistake of the game (an interception on the Colts’ first possession), you just had the feeling that the Bears just lost its best chance to take the game into their hands.

In other observations, the commercials this year were pretty so-so. If I had to rank the commercials, I would have to give the Doritos first commercial the top slot. Made by an average Joe, the commercial was simple, sweet and actually showcased the product well. I thought Coke had some brilliant ones—creative, visually captivating and, again, raising brand awareness. Although they played all the stereotype cards, Bud Lights’ “Classroom” commercial featuring people of different ethnic tongues learning the 101 on beer dialogue was pretty funny. And their “Hitchhiker” one wasn’t that bad either. Nationwide’s “K-Fed” commercial was okay … just unbelievable that Federline will stoop that low for 500 K. Seriously, I never thought there would be a another white hip-hop act that would out-vanilla the original Vanilla Ice, but K-Fed takes the ticket.

In any case, thanks to Scott and Sandy for hosting a fabulous Super Bowl party. Good game, all you can eat pizza and wings, an assortment of snack-able treats, Wii, darts, ping pong and of course, good friends. Definitely a good time had by all.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Cheer for No. 1 or No. 2?

Riddle me this: Michigan is my second favorite college team. I grew up a huge fan of the Notre Dame vs. Michigan rivalry and just ended up being a huge fan of Big 10 style football, namely Michigan. Ever since my cousin bought a Tshimanga Biakabatuka shirt, I was a huge fan.

If you haven’t heard, there’s a pretty big game taking place this weekend in Columbus. The game pits the number one-ranked Ohio State Buckeyes against the number two-ranked Michigan Wolverines. It’s the first time these two storied teams are meeting as 1 versus 2, and pretty much their season and all of the BCS hopes of everyone in the top 7 is on the line this Saturday.

The conundrum is, I don’t know who to cheer for. Because my favorite team is my alma mater, there are a lot of things at work here. As we all know, Rutgers is ranked No. 6 in the BCS standings. We have a legitimate outside shot to play for the national championship. Of course, for that to occur a few things need to work in our favor—for instance: USC has to lose one more game, which is highly likely considering they have Notre Dame on their schedule and UCLA. Florida has a tough schedule ahead as well as they will be playing Arkansas in the SEC championship. And of course, we need Notre Dame to lose as well … which means, USC has to lose to UCLA and then beat Notre Dame. Of course, this is all assuming that Rutgers wins out, which is no small feat considering we have powerhouse West Virginia still on the schedule. Yikes!

But, this brings back to the original question, who should I cheer for? Of course I want to innately cheer for my Wolverines, but if they do win a nail biter over OSU, I have a feeling that OSU will still remain ahead of Rutgers and even some of the other one-loss teams. Because OSU has been the consummate favorite and perennial number one all year, I can’t see voters penalizing them too much for a close loss to Michigan. However, if Michigan loses, voters will most likely drop them to No. 5 or No. 6, giving Rutgers the chance to leapfrog over what almost everyone in college football will consider a stronger team. The BCS is strange because there’s a good chance that Michigan may drop behind Notre Dame with a loss this Saturday, although Michigan spanked Notre Dame earlier this season—and if you look at Notre Dame’s strength of schedule up to now, it’s been pretty weak. However, you’re telling me the BCS isn’t drooling to have an OSU versus Notre Dame matchup. That would be a ratings fantasy.

So, it seems like I will have to cheer for OSU. However, I’m going to cheer even more for Michigan to spank OSU so voters will be forced to push OSU down a few notches. But if the game is close and a field goal separates both teams, I may have to say “Go Buckeyes! … for the sake of Rutgers!”

I’ll confess after this weekend how my loyalty played out.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Pandemonium in Piscataway ...

It was completely crazy last night. Rutgers defeats #3 ranked Louisville last night, and it felt like all of New Jersey was hanging out in our backyard. It was truly a perfect evening. I have tons of photos and videos of the amazing Rutgers victory.

Here's my MasterCard breakdown of the evening:

- Buying a Rutgers ticket to the game: $16
- Enough food and drinks for a tailgating party of 16 people: $200
- The opportunity to sell my ticket on eBay: $358
- Denying the opportunity to sell my ticket and opting to seeing one of the most exciting football games ever with 44,111 New Jersey fanatics, rushing the field, losing my voice in the process and remaining in complete shock as we hugged random people in complete euphoria: priceless

Can't really put into words the shock of last night ... Rutgers has come a long way since their 0-11 season my freshman year. Can you say BCS? If the naysayers and football pundits can vote with their heart and not their predetermined tendencies, Rutgers should have a legitimate opportunity to fight for the national championship if we end up winning out the season. You may argue, but after seeing their defense shut down a high-power offense like Louisville in the second half, I'm a firm believer they can hang with anyone in the nation.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Go Crazy Folks, Go Crazy!

Most people may not fully appreciate the St. Louis Cardinals as I might. According to the ratings, outside of the St. Louis and Detroit market, it was basically me and a few friends who actually enjoyed this World Series.

Well, you can have your “So You Think You Can Dance,” and I’ll take my Cards winning the World Series every single time. In any case, I wanted to pay tribute to my Redbirds a lot earlier, but with a busy week and my son feeling a bit under the weather, I haven’t really had time to settle back and drink in the awesomeness that took place last weekend. (That reminds me, Halloween pics coming real soon… my son was Tigger).

So, before I rest my Cardinal obsession until next April, let me take this time to pay homage to the 2006 World Series Champions. Being that the last time they won was 1982, which was the year I moved to St. Louis from Korea, it only makes sense that we need to relive the last 24 years with a quick trip to memory lane. Granted, if you’re not a Cardinals fan some of these highlights may make no sense to you, but isn’t that what Google and Wikipedia is for. So, without further ado, here are the top 24 reasons why I love the Cardinals (in no particular order):

24) For proving all baseball pundits wrong, and for rejuvenating a city that apparently is the most dangerous city in the nation.

23) Larussa actually making the right moves in the series, albeit a few moves late. Think about it, only after Encarnacion strikes out for the 20th time in a row does he actually substitute him next game. And only after Chris Duncan botches two flyballs does he replace him with a sure-handed outfielder. Hey, better late than never (kind of like this tribute).

22) For having on its roster the most unsightly of all baseball players—Willie McGee. You know you’re unattractive when google images pulls up pictures of E.T. and Mr. Magoo next to your search.

21) Ozzie Smith and his back flips every opening day and All-Star. Speaking of which, Ozzie is the only fielder I know who pulled off a behind the back catch on a pop-up during an All-Star game. Imagine the uproar if someone tried to do that now. But when Ozzie did it, it was like nothing spectacular happened. As if he made plays like that in his sleep.

20) Tony Pena and his crazy positional crouches behind home plate. Pena was doing yoga and pilates before it was yoga and pilates.

19) Relief pitcher Todd Worrell. No one may remember his dominance now, but he had arguably the strongest arm in baseball during the ’80s. Rumor has it that Worrell could gun a baseball from the centerfield warning track at Busch Stadium to homeplate on a straight fly.

18) “The Call”—which can only be summarized by the 1st base umpire missing an obvious call, which led to the Cardinals losing a 1-0 lead in the bottom of the ninth and eventually the World Series to the Kansas City Royals. What, you don’t believe me? Oh, you were just surprised that the Royals were once a competitive team.

17) Whitey Herzog and his version of “Whiteyball,” which capitalized on the Cardinal’s speed and defense during the ’80s.

16) Speaking of speed—Vince Coleman on the base paths. He stole 110 bases in 1985 … 110! Forget his firecracker incident as a New York Met; he was a Cardinal through and through.

15) Jose Oquendo and his infamous crouch stance. Once his 5’10” frame lurched forward into his stance, his strike zone suddenly became non-existent. Never before has a player been such an offensive liability (career .256 batting average), yet turn into such an iconic figure in St. Louis.

14) Terry Pendleton at the hot corner. He gave every kid who loves to down Twinkies hope that they could one day play in the Major Leagues. It hurt that he had a resurrection of a career with the Atlanta Braves, winning nearly back-to-back MVPs in 1991-1992.

13) Tom Brunansky, Steve Lake and Danny Cox. Three white guys with facial hair that you can only find only in crowds at a Blue Collar Comedy Tour.

12) Kevin Mitchell’s barehanded catch of an Ozzie Smith flyball in the deepest corner of Busch Stadium. Sure, he recorded an out against my Cards, but that play may be the single greatest catch I’ve ever seen.

11) Jack Clark and his homerun shots into the bleacher seats. Funny how hitting 30 homeruns was such a huge deal growing up.

10) Mark McGwire, his homerun chase and his rise into baseball eminence.

9) Mark McGwire, his steroid scandal and his rise into baseball infamy.

8) Hanging out at Marriott and DoubleTree hotel soliciting for autographs from the visiting players.

7) Being rejected harshly by Will Clark when he was a San Francisco Giant, almost killing my love for baseball in one instant.

6) Being rejected once again by Will Clark when he became a St. Louis Cardinal, fortifying my disdain.

5) Rex Hudler. Before being supplanted by David Eckstein, Hudler was the epitome of Mr. Hustle. If Hudler was on first base and a single went into the outfield, every catcher had to be wary of Hudler trying to score. I’m not even making this up.

4) I know two Tom Herr’s—one is a Korean guy I got to know in college and the other played second base for the St. Louis Cards in the ’80s. I just thought you should know that.

3) Playing in little league with Lou Brock’s son and actually meeting Mr. Brock on several occasions.

2) Watching my cousin strikeout on a high fastball at Busch Stadium.

1) The now departed and legendary announcer Jack Buck, who had the most memorable signature call: “Go crazy folks, go crazy!”

Yes folks, I invite you to jump onto the St. Louis bandwagon. We’re all about improbabilities in our town. From Kurt Warner and his St. Louis Rams winning the Super Bowl to Pujols and his 83-win Cards to being voted the most dangerous city in America, nothing can compare. I love me some St. Louis!

Monday, October 30, 2006

Don't Wake Me Up

I'm like Cuba Gooding Jr. in the film "Jerry Maguire" when he's lying motionless in the endzone after making the game-winning catch. He realizes what just happened but asks if he could just remain there to soak it in and enjoy the moment.

That's me right now. The improbable Cardinals won the World Series and Rutgers is 8-0. Things are very sweet right now. Please, let me just soak it in ... and of course, a long tribute will be coming this week.

Friday, October 27, 2006

Low Ratings But Riding High …

Apparently, Tommy Lasorda isn’t enough of a pull to get baseball fans to click off Deal or No Deal and onto some fall classic. How disappointing is it if your name is Joe Buck and you just got beaten out in the ratings by Howie Mandel—who by the way sports a soul patch similar to Spiezio, who did an amazing disappearing act for the World Series. It’s like Tony Larussa told Spiezio, “Hey, you and your red soul patch helped us get past the Mets, but there’s no way you’re bringing that shtick into the World Series.”

In any case, any one who listens to sports radio or reads TV blogs probably have heard/read that this World Series (WS) has garnered the lowest TV ratings of any WS. Baseball pundits point out to the fact that geographically, they’re not the most ideal teams. New York or Los Angeles would have been ideal, and although the Cardinals and the Tigers both have storied franchises, there’s not enough sex appeal in both those cities. I mean, does the St. Louis Arch get you as pumped up as seeing a panorama-shot of Times Square. And Detroit … hmm, besides John Mellencamp and Chevrolet, what else is that alluring about Detroit?

I’ve also heard people argue that the ratings reflect what baseball fans really think about both teams—that they stink. Sure, both teams limped into the playoffs, Detroit losing its division and earning a wild card spot and the Cardinals almost having a historic meltdown. But to refute that, didn’t both these teams end up beating what were considered the best teams in the postseason—the Mets and the Yankees. Sure, the Tigers and the Cards didn’t come into the postseason smoking hot, but they turned it on when it matters most.

Here are my top three reasons why the ratings are especially low:

1) Weather. The rain delay absolutely hurt the WS ratings. Not only did hardcore fans get bored of waiting (seriously, how many “War at Home” episodes can we swallow), but casual fans just caught up with other shows and subsequently forgot there was even a series. Also, because the WS is played so late in the fall, most people aren’t thinking baseball. Baseball is predominantly played in warm weather, so when leaves turn brown and people start wearing parkas, the last thing they think about is baseball.

2) Marketing. When Fox had the opportunity to cover the Red Sox versus the Yankees, they milked every storyline until not one drop was left. From the curse of the Bambino to its fans to its starting players, Fox and its coverage left no stone unturned. Even last year, Fox did a great job of building up the Ozzie Guillen factor and the blue-collar sensibility of the White Sox opposing the veteran-led Astros.

The 2005 WS wasn’t even competitive as the White Sox swept the Astros in four straight, yet you’re telling me the Cards and Tigers don’t have any riveting storylines? Eckstein is 5’7” with cleats on and the epitome of scrappy. Rolen is having a breakout series after his discord with Larussa. Can’t there be some father-son storyline between Preston “K” Wilson and Mookie Wilson? Or better yet, Chris Duncan (Cards outfielder) and dad Dave Duncan (Cards pitching coach).

Why can’t we hear more about Larussa and Leyland’s friendship? These are two of the most respected managers of this era and yet Fox hasn’t done anything to make us care. Sure, those HP sidebars during the game are interesting, but unless you’re a fan of these two teams, Fox hasn’t done anything to make us care. And please, don’t tell me Tommy Lasorda’s plea will change TV ratings? I’m highly disappointed at the low ratings—mostly because I would like all of America to see why the Cardinals are such an easy team to love. You’re telling me you wouldn’t have an a-ha moment if sideline reporter, Ken Rosenthal, explained why Albert Pujols always prefers to outrun the baserunner and tag first base as opposed to flip it to the pitcher for the easier (and safer) out? Come on, why have broadcasters and sideline reporters if they’re not asking what we really want to know. Sports, at its essence, is the first reality television show, yet it doesn’t deliver the goods. I would care a lot more if Fox covered and marketed the WS with some more passion and relevance. If I was a sideline reporter, here are three questions I would ask, which would result in a ratings spike.

- “If baseball is the sport for young, impressionable boys, why do you [Chris Duncan, Brandon Inge, etc.] chew tobacco so conspicuously?”
- “Hey there Placido Polanco. Everyone in America is wondering, what size hat do you wear because your head is huge?”
- To a random fan in the crowd, “Give us your honest assessment of the broadcasting duo of Tim McCarver and Joe Buck.” To cut them a little slack, they’re getting more tolerable by the inning. I’m tell you, when your team’s winning, Dee Brown could be doing play-by-play and I would still be happy.

3) Starting time. Again, if you want the future of America to love your sport and to watch the WS, it would probably be logical to get the game in before Jay Leno is wrapping up his show. People watch a game to not only get into the whole spirit of the game, but to see it to a decisive conclusion. But if fans going in know that there’s no way they will watch a game past midnight (for east coast fans and Midwest on occasion), this can determine if one will watch the game period.

Everyone at my work asks me first thing in the morning, “So, who won? I couldn’t stay up past the 4th inning.”

All that to say, I am deliriously happy. I’m kind of in a daze due to the late start of the games and the fact that on Wednesday night I had to actually sit through 34 episodes of “War at Home,” but still, I am functionally blissful. I prophetically called that the Cards would win in seven games and that Rolen would be crowned MVP. I totally would be ecstatic if the Cards can win tonight and Eckstein wins the MVP, but as long as St. Louis brings home the crown, I’ll have a wonderful weekend.

Also, I think my wife misses having her husband around and Jaden’s starting to call his teddy bear “Daddy.” Please, please, rain hold out and let the Cards clinch it tonight.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Kenny Rogers—A Tiger, A Pitcher and a Cheater?

So by now, all of us have read the news regarding the foreign substance that was on pitcher Kenny Roger’s pitching hand. He claims it was dirt, and up to now, the umps haven’t argued otherwise.

However, all the zoom-ins and photographs of Kenny Rogers appear to make it blatantly clear that the substance was not dirt—or at least wholly dirt. The issue has really picked up steam because soon after game 2 Larussa made nothing of it, but once every single sports outlet turned it into Dirtgate, Larussa backed up his initial stance and stated, “It was definitely not dirt.” Duh.

As a Cardinals baseball fan, there are two reasons why this whole episode irks me. First, there should be no cheating in the game of baseball. If there are clear rules against using foreign substance, then that rule should be adhered to. Also, if Larussa was quick enough to call out Rogers and had the umpires inspect it, there might have been a good chance Rogers gets ejected from game 2 in the 1st inning, and not pitch the rest of the series. Not only would that have changed the whole makeup of the series, but it would have undoubtedly given the Cardinals even a greater chance to beat the DeCheat Tigers.

How did Larussa, who is normally a stickler for details, miss the ball on this? Maybe it has to do with his deep friendship with Tigers’ coach Jim Leyland or maybe his coaching staff didn’t urge him further or maybe Larussa was scared to be labeled a nagging manager. My theory: Larussa can hardly see during night games with his sunglasses on.

I knew his sunglasses would rear its ugly head. In any case, Cardinals either win in 6 or 7. I originally said 7, but with Rogers penned to pitch game 6, I have a feeling he’s going to get shelled. Sure, he’s emotional and pitching out of this world, but with the increased scrutiny surrounding his start, his invincibility will soon erode.

Oh, and for those who argue that Rogers pitched better after the foreign substance was removed—just because he performed fine without the substance doesn’t prove his innocence, it just proves he’s a good pitcher with or without foreign help. But it still doesn’t change the fact that he might’ve broken the rules. Okay, now on to game 3.

Friday, October 20, 2006

I’m Seeing Red …

I couldn’t fall asleep last night. I really couldn’t. Not only was my heart racing faster than Ricky Bobby’s stock car, my mind was cluttered with a variety of thoughts—some to do with my dad, some to do with the lousy Mets fans from Wednesday night and some just reminiscing about the good old ’80s growing up in St. Louis.

We’re the Show Me State for a reason. I have no idea what that means or why I just said that, but take it as it is. In any case, I was praying harder than I ever prayed last night. In any case, here are my top 10 thoughts from last night—in no particular order.

10) So, why pay heaps of money to have your closer not shut it down for another inning? I mean, can you really blame Wagner if he completely stinks next season. Every time he takes the mound he’ll be thinking to himself, Wait, Randolph doesn’t believe in me. Why should I believe in myself. Baseball is all about confidence and Wagner’s just got shot.

9) Hmm, not bunting the tying run over to make it 2nd and 3rd with one out, thus eliminating any chances of a double-play opportunity? What’s up with batting Cliff Floyd, a guy who is doing his best rendition of Orlando Bloom in “Troy” after the arrow pierces his heel? Just questionable managerial moves in the 9th inning … however …

8) I really like Randolph’s style of coaching. Anyone who lays it all out there believing in his players, you have to respect that. I mean, everyone would be voting Randolph for mayor had Cliff delivered a homerun shot, and then trotted around the bases like Kirk Gibson against Eckersley.

7) I know Larussa likes to stay enigmatic and undercover, but when does wearing sunglasses during a night time become a fashion no-no? I think someone needs to tell Larussa that stadium lights aren’t that bright.

6) Tim McCarver called Endy Chavez by the name Eric Chavez last night (did anyone else catch that?). Even if you hadn’t, he apologized a few seconds later and corrected himself. I’m glad he did, otherwise I would have mistakenly thought the Mets leftfielder also plays 3rd base for the A’s.

5) I lost count, but my boy John and I were trying to keep track of how many times Fox was going to show that amazing catch by Endy “Eric” Chavez. It was up to 15 going into the 9th, and if it wasn’t for Molina’s homer, Fox would have been playing that thing on repeat.

4) If Beltran hadn’t been such a force in the playoffs during his tenure with Houston, every front page in New York and every sports-talk radio host would be blasting him right now. Seriously, my heart stopped beating during his whole at-bat.

3) If you told me Suppan would have carried the Cards into the World Series, I probably would have laughed in disbelief… which is actually what I’m doing right now.

2) My thinking is, if we can pull out close games without the explosive bat of Pujols, we may actually be flirting with a real opportunity to bring home a World Series ring. Just think, if Pujols plays like his normal self, he can carry this team over the Tigers … which brings me to …

1) My prediction with a little St. Louis bias mixed in: Cards split a game in Detroit, and then take two St. Louis. The series goes to Detroit, where St. Louis wins in 7. Rolen shows up, makes up with Larussa and is crowned MVP.

Don’t tell me anything otherwise… but let me ask:

Who do you think will win the World Series, and give a short explanation?

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Where Were You?

I had a date with destiny last night at Shea, unfortunately my date decided not to show up until the 9th inning against my new best friend in Wagner. To my date I ask, “Where were you?”

Safe to say, last night was a rough night on so many levels I don’t even know where to start. The Cy Young Carpenter was nowhere to be seen, and although the mediocre Carpenter did his best, I was wondering all night where my beloved Carp was. Apparently, John Maine didn’t get the memo that he’s a rookie and that he didn’t look too hot in his first start. After his shaky first inning (where Edmonds and Rolen totally looked overmatched), Maine the rookie turned into Super Maine.

But even more brutal than the game itself was the fans. I was sitting about 30 rows past the 3rd base dugout, and I think for the first time in my life as a baseball fan, I was scared for my livelihood. The atmosphere was hostile. I was at the game with my sister, and there were only a smattering of Cardinal fans nearby, and wisely, we didn’t egg any of the fans on.

I ended up wearing my Pujols jersey, and basically we paid good money to be heckled relentlessly for 3 hours plus. There were things yelled at me that I would never repeat, but let me just give you a little taste of what I had to face all night:

“Hey, is that Matsui in a Pujols jersey?”

“Is your wife so scared that she can’t even wear a Cards jersey? Are you a man?”

All other comments were laced with expletives, so, I’ll keep this PG. I hardly moved all night, didn’t even use the restroom once the game started. One time I did make my way to the bathroom, but while standing in line I started to overhear schemes about how they would strip me of my jersey and my manhood. So, on better wisdom, I turned and made my way back to my seat. At one point in the game, a few obnoxious fans started getting a bit more idiotic and made a sexual reference to two Cardinal fans who were guys. One dude had a body like Pujols, so naturally, he stood up and asked, “Are you done? Or is this going to be a conflict?”

By the way, I love tough guys who can retort by asking a question. Sweet. In any case, one heckler who stands shorter than Eckstein responds, “Come and get me, you and your brokeback friend. I’ve got 44,000 friends to back me up.” Well, of course he’s right. And of course, the Rock had to sit down and just endure the hecklers for that night.

Anyway, Larussa was dumb for bringing in Looper who every Met fan knows, did nothing for them when he wore a Mets’ uniform. Looper choked in every way. Why wouldn’t Larussa bring in a lefty to pitch against Reyes, forcing him to bat right? Seriously, Larussa of game 5, where were you?

In any case, I’m going to cheer my Cards on tonight in the safe confines of my home. I pray that they will win for me and my slightly ravaged manhood. Hopefully, Suppan comes through and the Cardinals offense finally wakes up. My hope is that they’ll clinch game 7 and go to the World Series, and I can remember the night when the Cardinals won the pennant. Then I can answer joyfully, “I was cheering my Cards downstairs by myself in my full apparel,” when people ask, “Where were you?”

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Sports Talk …

There was a rainout last night, which gives the Mets an advantage as 84-year-old Glavine gets another day of rest. Hopefully, Weaver brings his A-game again and the somewhat invisible Pujols can reappear to save the day for the Cards.

The best scenario: Cards win tonight, and I get to watch the Cards clinch the series at Shea for Game 6.

The worst scenario: Cards lose and I watch the Cards get sucker punched on game 6 as people douse me with beer.

What’s actually going to happen scenario: Cards win a nail biter, getting to Glavine the second time around. Then Carpenter goes deep for the Cards only to see the bullpen give up some crucial runs, as the Mets force a game 7. Then game 7 goes down as a memorable showdown of offensive outage, which the Mets are favored, but none other than Spiezio shows up once again to send the Cardinals nation into euphoria.

How good does it feel to be a Chicago sports fan right about now? I’m thinking my buddy Rob is sitting happy as the Cubs just signed Lou Piniella as well as rumors circulating that the Cubs really want to get A-Rod. If the Cubs could get A-Rod, well, that would make the Cubs the possessor of two of the greatest shortstops that ever played: Ernie Banks and A-Rod.

And while we’re talking about Chicago, how about that football game last night? Dennis Green literally mutes his offense after taking a 20-point lead, and pays for it. How do you not go for the jugular in this game? Your rookie quarterback is tearing it up, the fans are going wild and you are on the verge of winning a season-changing statement game. But of course, Green and his offensive coordinator has to crawl into a fetal position and just hope not to lose the game. Hello, you play to win the game!

Even Charles Barkley called it in the booth last night. As Arizona settled for field goals, the Bears hung around, without help from their miserable quarterback. The defense finally pounced on the soft-playing Cardinals and pulled out an improbable win. I’ll say it now: the Bears should be penciled in to at least make it to the Super Bowl. The last five years I’ve been watching sports, the championship team has one game that defines them during the season, the kind of game that generates words like “destiny” or “magical.” The Red Sox had that in 2004, as did the White Sox and even the New England Patriots. Last night was ugly, but if you can win ugly, you can definitely win pretty.

Also, is it just me or is that debacle that happened during the Miami vs. FIU game not a clear indication of everything that is wrong with youth sports today. We need to watch closely the direction of these programs and athletes, because in some way it is a reflection of our culture. Funny how right after the game, all these sportscasters and former athletes are calling the fiasco a travesty and so forth, but other than preaching from their soapbox, what are they actually doing about it. So, if you have a problem with the fact that one of the Miami players who went around stomping on people only got a one-game suspension, why don’t you actually make a statement by starting a petition or calling out the NCAA if they don’t act accordingly?

Whew… a lot of things going on right now besides sports that are much, much bigger. From North Korea to Nepal to the downfall of our political leaders, it’s nice to have sports as a small sanctuary for three hours. Unless of course, it involves the Cards losing.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Brief Rundown on Thursday

Overconfidence Doesn’t Always Pay Off …
Torii Hunter and J.D. Drew both think they’re faster than a baseball, and both paid dearly. Hunter’s mishap of a lunge led to an inside-the-park homerun, which essentially may have cost the Minnesota Twins the series as they are now down 0-2 in a five-game series with Oakland. Instead of standing at third with what would have been one out at home, Drew tailgated Jeff Kent all the way home, leading to a one-two-rally-killing outs at home plate, leaving the Dodgers one down against the Mets.

Teleportation, Done That …
Apparently, the power that the Asian guy has on “Heroes” is only a matter of time before being actually carried out. According to this Reuters report, “physicists in Denmark have teleported information from light to matter bringing quantum communication and computing closer to reality.” Are you being serious?

Things Are Heating Up …
With North Korea’s threat of nuclear weapons testing looming very real, Russia has jumped in to help discourage N. Korea from carrying it out. The United States on the other hand has launched a military plane that can detect radiation in hopes to see if N. Korea is carrying out actual tests.

To Be Cheap or Not To Be Cheap …
According to a survey by market research firm Harris Interactive, 78 percent of adults polled thought it was okay to re-gift some or most of the time, and 50 percent of respondents “admitted to re-gifting.” Hmm, is it ever okay to re-gift something? Is it considered cheap to do so? Do YOU like the gift that you’re re-gifting? These are all questions you should ask before re-gifting that “I-only-wore-it-once” sweater to your best friend.

Buffalo Sabres Spoil Hurricanes Game Opener in Hockey …
The better headline would have been: Wait, Hockey Has Started and People Care. Sorry, I’ve never been a hockey fan, and outside of my Canadian cousins (and one St. Louis cousin), I’ve never actually met someone who really follows hockey. If you regularly take your hockey stick and handle the puck on your driveway, please let me know, I would like to personally greet you.

Milk, Good for the Body Not IQ …
Not sure if it was a wives’ tale passed on from generation to generation, but mother’s have forever argues that the milk from breastfeeding will help their babies become smarter. A new study has found that “it is not breast milk that improves youngsters’ IQ. Instead their intelligence is inherited from their mothers.” I still drink milk straight out of the carton. Good thing us fathers don’t pass down the IQ.

Questions:
- Name a gift you have re-gifted before?
- Opinion on breakfast: Can’t live without it/ Can Go Without it/ Always Pass

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Quick Update ...

***Early Edition***

- I really enjoyed the TV version of "Friday Night Lights." It's like "Two-A-Days," but like infinitely better. The acting is solid, I love the handheld camera feel and the best part, no Billy Bob Thorton. The coach in the TV version is a lot believable to me, but I keep wondering how he survived the bomb blast from last season's "Grey's Anatomy."

- Carpenter and Pujols carried the St. Louis Cardinals to a very important victory in the first game tonight. Albert Pujols is everything that a baseball fan should want in a baseball player. I just ordered a shirt that says on the front: "I have a man crush on Pujols." It goes without saying that I will be wearing that every night. (Thanks Pat for the link)

- Derek Jeter has again put his stamp on the October classic. He delivers the goods under pressure with a 5-hit night, and if there was any doubt in any baseball writer yet to vote for the MVP, well, it was settled tonight. Unfortunately, Alex Rodriguez will never be able to fill the shoes of Derek Jeter.

- The rebirth of The Big Hurt. Frank Thomas finally gets the credit long over due him, and suddenly, all the sports world is on his bandwagon. I have always been a fan of Frank, ever since he came out of Auburn U. and joined the Chicago White Sox. I have to give credit to my cousin Danny, who IS the biggest Thomas fan I know.

Busier day than usual, but leave your thoughts and comments, as it helps me get thru the day.

Questions:
- If you were GM of a new baseball franchise, who would you draft first--Derek Jeter or Alex Rodriguez?
- Most unlikable actor/actress?

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Brief Rundown for Tuesday

Madden’s Curse Strikes Again …
Although it may only matter to some, Shaun Alexander’s broken left foot is HUGE for me. I have him in my work fantasy league, and yes, he’s been playing under-par his first three games, but his prowess to score touchdowns will be sorely missed. Clearly, the John Madden curse is not to be taken lightly.

Clooney for President? …
He’s great as the chief architect behind meticulously planned heists, and he was once a great surgeon in the ER room. Actor George Clooney has been a famous face behind such social issues as the genocidal violence in Darfur, Sudan. When nudged about a possible jump into politics, Clooney stated, “Believe me, you don’t want me in politics.” Maybe that’s true, but you can’t discount his leadership as Danny Ocean.

Saints Come Home …
Michael Vick looked completely out of his game, and the whole Falcons bench seemed to submit under the great pressure of playing against the emotional pull all of America had for the Saints. Undoubtedly making for a great documentary that will be aired one year later on ESPN, the New Orleans Saints rallied behind their fans to wallop the Atlanta Falcons 23-3. And how cool was that U2/Green Day performance, especially their rendition of “The Saints Are Coming”?

Primetime Letdown …
Also, saw a little bit of Heroes and just realized how much influence hit shows like Lost has had on the networks. Every show has to have flashbacks and weird connections to people, and a frenzied plotline that is way too difficult to follow. Heroes is basically 6 Degrees after visiting BALCO. Promising concept, but bad follow through. Also, I know Studio 60 had over 19 million people watch it last week, but is it just me or does the show’s writing seem way too pretentious to connect with mainstream audience.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

I’m a Sports Junkie …?

I’m in three football fantasy leagues (FFL). One with my boys, one at my work and one with a bunch of people into writing and the arts. In addition, I’m in one baseball fantasy league, and often help my sister with her FFL.

Outside of my fantasy ties with sports, I actually find time to play some as well. I play on a softball team, a flag football league and once in a while find time to hit the basketball courts. Lately, I’ve had the itch to play golf, so I’m planning to get into that as well. Fortunately, I’ve never been a gamer so Madden doesn’t fill up my day—although I could probably get really into that as well.

When things are slow at work, I’ll read ESPN with meticulous delight. I read ESPN2, namely the Sports Guy and Jim Caple. Other sports columnists I follow and read are Tony Kornheiser, Mitch Albom and Rick Reilly. I listen to sports radio on my drive to and from work, and around 2 p.m. stream the Dan Patrick Show on ESPNradio via laptop. For lunch, if I’m not heading out to a restaurant with coworkers, I pull out the sports page from USA Today and spend at least 30 minutes doing that. If that wasn’t enough, I often download podcast versions of PTI and The Big Show. And of course, after a long day at work, I get easily lost watching baseball games on TV. Don’t even ask me what I do on Saturday afternoons (college football), Sunday afternoons and nights (NFL) or Monday evenings (more NFL).

I probably spend more time engrossed in sports than I do in a lot of things of greater value. I try to explain to my wife that sports is like shopping for her, but that analogy sucks. If my wife spent that much time on the web, TV and the mall doing shopping things, I would send her to an asylum. Still, there’s something engrained in sports that I truly love. It’s part camaraderie, it’s part competition, it’s part fantasy, it’s part fun and it’s part diversion from the heavy things in life. It helps me through the day at times, and sometimes I can’t wait to rush home to get my fix.

I’m a sports junkie and I need your help. I would write more on this, but I have to pick up a player that just went on waivers in my fantasy league.

Friday, September 01, 2006

Is this really a shocker? I’ve always been wary of the direction of the NBA the last 10 years--where one-on-one isolation play dominates NBA and gone are the art of pick-and-roll, precision shooting and team basketball.

I miss Jordan, Magic, Barkley, Pippen, Hakeem … yes, Lebron, Wade, Anthony are great players, but if the last 10 years of basketball incompetence on the world stage has shown, USA basketball is certainly not the best in the world any longer.

http://sports.espn.go.com/oly/wbc2006/news/story?id=2568543