Tuesday, November 24, 2009

There are two sides to every story...

There isn't anyone who could be less sympathetic to any Notre Dame's struggles than me, but I saw this article about Charlie Weis on Fanhouse. He sat down with a reporter early Sunday morning after they lost to UCONN.

As a sports fan it is really easy to call for coaches and players to get fired or let go, but we often forget they are actual people with friends and family.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

True Life...

Working at home has allowed me to get reacquainted with Mtv's 'True Life' Series. It's a documentary series that covers all sorts of topics. Mtv puts describes it this way,

'Since its first episode in 1998, True Life has provided a window into the struggles, hopes, and dreams of young people. Narrated solely by its characters, each episode documents the unusual--and often remarkable--circumstances of real individuals, whether it's about soldiers returning from Iraq, deaf teenagers, or people living with autism. We've given all of them--and hundreds of others--the opportunity to tell their own stories directly to their peers in this powerful series that uniquely reflects the experiences and cultures of this generation.'

There is a lot of crap on Mtv, some of it enjoyable crap, but True Life is typically interesting and/or entertaining. I've posted one of the most memorable clips from the series below. It is probably one of the most memorable in reality tv history.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Friday, November 13, 2009

Now I Can Die in Peace...

It's been about ten days since the Yankees won the World Series. The sun shines brighter, food tastes better and the world is a better place to be since they won. It's the first title any baseball team I cheered for has won. It happened just shy of my 30th birthday.

I'll be honest it was a long 29 years and 363 days. My teams have only won 8 championships while I've been alive. The Bulls have 6 of those, the Bears won in '85 (I don't even cheer for them anymore so it shouldn't count) and Michigan won a share of the football National Championship in '97.

I was a Cubs fan until 2005. I was watching 'Baseball Tonight' one evening and they flashed the Wild Card standing on the screen and the Cubs were behind the Brewers. It was at that precise moment I stopped being a fan. I didn't enter the decision lightly. I stopped being a fan because I was convinced that they would never ever win it all.

The only team that made sense for me to cheer for was the Yankees. Even when I was a Cubs fan I always wanted the Yankees to win if the Cubs didn't. The reason was because they did everything the Cubs wouldn't, mainly doing everything they can to win every year. People wanted me to cheer for the White Sox or Cardinals (too much hate built up over the years) or the Brewers or Astros. If I wanted to keep on cheering for losing teams I would have stayed with the Cubs. Mr. Prunty even tried to brainwash me into becoming a Red Sox fan, but the Yankees were the only choice.

2005, 2006, 2007 and 2008 all ended in disappointment. I still felt good about my decision though. The Yankees made the playoffs as many times in those 4 years as the Cubs had in my 25 years of fandom.

This 2009 Yankee squad was a fun team. It was a very likable team too. They were never out of game and they beat people down. They had everything you would want in a championship team. They also had a plethora of celebrity wives and girlfriends, which isn't important in real life, but is fun to have in your baseball team.

It sounds crazy but the Yankees winning is going to change my life. I have a sense of peace that I didn't have before. I no longer have to worry about that slight chance the Cubs could win it before the Yankees that was a constant source of stress. I shouldn't feel the need to lash out against other peoples' teams out of bitterness. I've spent more time rooting against other peoples' teams rather than rooting for my own. I haven't had much to cheer for.

Best Day -

Alright, what is the best day of your life?

You mean ever?

Yeah, the best day ever in your whole life. You can’t do when your kids were born. That’s too easy.

I got one. I’m seven years old and my dad takes me to Yankee Stadium, my first game. We’re going along this long dark tunnel underneath the stands, I’m holding his hand and we come out of the tunnel into the light. It was huge, how green the grass was, brown dirt and that great green copper roof. You remember that? We had a black and white TV so this was the first time I saw it in color. Sat there the whole game next to my dad, taught me how to keep score, Mickey hit one out. I still have the program.

Good day!

-City Slickers-

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Overheard...

Where did you go?
Confession...

Counting down to 'Lost' -

“Do you know any women who hate themselves enough to date me?”

- Dr. Cox, Scrubs




Monday, November 9, 2009

Wake Up the Echos?

Brian and I had the opportunity to go the Notre Dame/Navy game on Saturday. I am anti- Notre Dame, but as a sports fan, I enjoy the experience. It is really easy to get caught up in the tradition. There is so much history everywhere you walk on campus and in the stadium.

It was a perfect day. It was 65 degrees out without a cloud in the sky. There wasn't any traffic and we got out of the parking lot quickly and without incident. The fact that I was excited about a good parking lot exit confirms I am getting old. Notre Dame lost, which capped off the perfect trip.

On the way home we stopped at the casino. I've played a lot of poker in my day but this was my first trip to a casino. I played roulette and lost Brian's money. I won two of my first four or five spins. I should have stopped there but kept playing until I had lost everything I won and Brian's money. I can see how people get addicted and manage to lose more then they planned. It would have been really easy for me to go get more money because 'I was bound to win some time.' Thankfully Brian fared better than I did. He won his initial money back, my initial money back plus $100.