Tuesday, May 24, 2011

When Your a Jet Your a Jet All the Way!

In Honor of the sale of the Atlanta Thrashers to True North Sports and Entertainment, a Winnipeg based group, and the rumoured return of the NHL to Winnipeg, Manitoba has the city of Winnipeg, and The Riot! in a jovial mood.  One of the forgotten teams of the NHL's rich history, the Jets should never have been exiled to Atlanta in the first place.  Economic problems, and a growing American market at the time forced the hand of the Jets owners and the team was on it's way to a now 2 time failed NHL market, Atlanta Georgia.  The Calgary Flames were originally the Atlanta Flames from 1972-1980.
The fine people of Winnipeg have suffered for 15 long years but it stops now.  The Atlanta Thrashers (terrible name, but will go down as a bad ass jersey) are no more, and Winnipeg will cheer an NHL hockey team once again.  There is no guarantee that the new Winnipeg franchise will be able to call themselves the Jets, but as far as I'm concerned they will always be the Jets.
Yesterday in Atlanta, Thrasher fans were out in force protesting the move and begging to have there beloved Thrashers stay in Atlanta.  HAHAHAHAHAHA!  If there were a hundred people I would be stunned. What a crap sports town, Atlanta.  I hate Atlanta.  Mostly because being a Mets fan, I've seen horrific things happen there at Turner field.  Like a Game 6 walk off, walk to lose a dramatic 1999 NLCS.  But here's the real reason I despise Atlanta. Unless it's football, they don't care.  The Braves were division champs for 13 consecutive seasons, and they failed to sell out playoff games on a disturbingly consistent clip. I mean, Game 1 of the World Series against the Yanks in '99 and there were a ton of empty seats, that's a disgrace. Atlanta sucks for sports.  Winnipeg loved there team and they will love this one.  So today we will be celebrating not only the Winnipeg Jets, but forgotten teams everywhere.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Sport or No Sport?

Maybe I’m feeling a little surly about the nice weather recently and these golf assholes thinking the 19th hole is my corner bar. Maybe it’s that stupid green jacket you win at The Masters that has pissed me off, but I’m getting a little sick and tired of these so-called athletes talking about how grueling their poor little millionaire lives are. Personally, baseball, football, hockey, and basketball are sports.  The rest are on the fringe and should be in the category behind lawn darts.  Most of these “sports” are nothing more than over-produced leisure activities for people with too much money to waste, so I’m out to set the record straight on what is an actual sport and what is nothing but a mental health day away from the office.
Golf
Sorry to break your hearts folks, but golf is NOT a sport.  It’s a leisure activity for the rich (and currently not so rich if you get your public course on), who have no place to spend their money.  Granted, I’m sure it’s real grueling to walk around a field as you stroke your balls 450 yards just to try and sink it in a little hole.  Bullshit.  I don’t buy into it for a second.  As a matter of fact that description alone sounds like what a creepy bastard armed with duct tape and a white van does on a Friday night (which isn’t a sport either).  Besides, any activity that has a “mini” version isn’t a sport to me.
Maybe back in the 80’s when golf consisted of coked out doctors and lawyers  doing their best to deviate their septum’s, it might be a sport, but even then not really, it just added a dodgier side to an activity about as fun to watch as flies f*ck.
Two more words that prove golf isn’t a sport:  John Daly.  Does he strike you as an athlete?  I think not…
Bowling
This is 100% absolutely a sport.  If you can drink beer, smoke cigarettes, and compete against another man, you should never complain.  In fact you should embrace it.  It’s how bonds and rivalries are formed.  I want to see one of those golf fags bowl a 300 game.  It’ll never happen (the obvious excuse would be because their legs are so tired from walking the links). 
Lest not forget the bitchin’ shirts you wear, and polyester pants.  It’s like a late 70’s disco, only a lot f*cking better.
Also, if there’s a shot Walter Sobchek will pull a piece on you for going over the line, it’s damn sure a sport.
Tennis
Swing and a miss on this one.  Not a sport.  This is the hobby the coked up wives of doctors and lawyers in the 80’s did while the boys were playing a little small ball.  This of course when they weren’t taking advantage of the gardener in the pool house.  Unless you are from an Eastern Bloc country looking for a way out and weren’t man enough to play hockey, running back and forth hitting a little green ball is stupid.  When you see Jim Courier and Boris Becker do you think man?  I think not.  Billy Jean King and Martina Navratilova had bigger balls.
The one redeeming value of tennis is John McEnroe.  Only because he was such an asshole it made Wimbledon worth watching (and he also married Patty Smyth, so I guess John is “The Warrior”).
Poker
Although I do take part in card game from time to time (most recently in a van), this is not a sport.  This is a card game started by degenerate gamblers looking for a reason to come home and beat their wives (normally if they won or lost).  It’s now evolved into a phenomenon which has become a favorite pastime at frat houses all over the United States (slightly edging out date rape).  While it does take some skill (a good face and reading other people), and players think they have an edge by covering their face like they are ready to knock off a liquor store, 90% of the game is the luck of the draw.  If Gerry the retarded comedian from Facts of Life can have a shot at winning a Texas Hold ‘Em tournament, then it’s definitely not a sport.
Don’t even get me started on the “World Series of Poker”.  What a crock of shit that is.  First off, I swear this “World Series” happens four times a year, and outside of Doyle Brunson, consists of some of the biggest sleazebags in North America.  It’s the equivalent of five Mexicans playing dominos in front of a bodega in the South Philly, minus a TV deal from ESPN.
In saying all this, I do stand behind the World Series of Dice.  I’m a big supporter of Ashy Larry.
Polo
Polo is a crossbreed of field hockey and croquet on a horse.  I just wish there was a goalie on a horse too.  Are the polo players athletes?  I wouldn’t say so, since the horses do the work and most polo players are plagued with a disease called douchebaggery. 
The jury is still out on this one, but I might lean toward yes.   We’ll come back to this at a later date.
Bull Riding
Bull riders are the kind of guys you don’t want to fuck with, but is it a sport?  You’re goddamn right it is.  What is more balls out then riding a pissed off bull with one hand for eight seconds, knowing if you fall off that bull he can impale you with his horns or simply trample you?  Those are some hard facts to face before you get on that bull.  Is Phil Mickleson man enough for this task?  No shot.  I also guarantee Tiger Woods or Pete Sampras wouldn’t make the grade either (even Chad “Your Last Name is F*cking Stupid” Ochocinco only lasted 1.5 seconds on a bull).
Besides, it’s the only manly thing you can do in chaps.  Everything else involves sweaty men dancing to the Village People drinking daiquiris (which is also not a sport)…
Volleyball
Do you know what is great about volleyball?  Hot chicks, marginally dressed, whose bodies are glistening with baby oil and sweat, covered in sand.  Do you know what’s not great about volleyball?  Dudes who wear visors. 
Beach volleyball is a great beach activity, but not a sport.  It’s like building a sand castle, but a little more physical, and hopefully it involves a 12 pack and a couple fine looking little chippies. 
Indoor volleyball (you know the nine man team game you played in jr. high gym class or at some lame company picnic), is flat out stupid.  When I was in high school my girlfriend at the time played collegian volleyball for FIT (Fashion Institute of Technology), and she was a hell of a designer, but nowhere close to being an athlete.
Horseshoes
Yes!  Horseshoes is the BBQ sport of trailer parks all over Georgia, Florida, and Alabama.  Anytime you can wear cut off dungaree shorts, a Newport tee shirt, and toss shoes life isn’t half bad. 
I remember back in the late 90’s, I was Florida at a buddies BBQ and there was a horseshoe pit (when you play in a “pit”, it’s clearly a sport).  My buddy Matt’s drunk brother Mike showed up (I actually watched this guy get shot once.  It’s not what you think, but it’s for another time), with a Winn Dixie bag, with hooves hanging out of it.  Apparently a Mustang hit a deer in front of Mike’s trailer and he salvaged the good meat.  So yeah, I ate road kill (don’t judge me), and drank Busch Light.  But I did have 3 ringers in a hardcore horseshoe tournament. 
When you go to that level, you’re a mother*cking athlete.
Cheerleading
Just because you’re on ESPN doesn’t mean it’s a sport.  World Strongest Man is on ESPN, and that’s just a bunch of fat, marginal retarded Europeans carrying giant rocks.    Oh, and if you’re a dude who cheerleads, don’t tell anyone.  You’re not cool; you look like an emasculated asshole.
My ex-wife was a cheerleader.  Although she was in good shape, she wasn’t an athlete.
If you think I missed any don’t worry, I’ll be addressing this weekly.  If you have some requests you think I might miss, hit me up at shatmeself@yahoo.com, and I’ll be happy to address them.

Now What?

So everyone is still alive I presume? We all survived the rapture? Rumors were that The Macho Man went into heaven and gave Jesus a flying elbow to stop him in his tracks. I don't know how true that is but it makes for a great painting and an even better story. In celebration of the second chance we were all given, Jay and I have decided to pollute the internet with more of The Riot! starting today.

In preparing for the impending apocalypse I began to think about all the things I was going to miss if the world ended on Saturday.  You know, the obvious things; friends, family, watching my kids grow up, reality TV, Jay's drunken texts, you know the real quality things in the world. But after a few minutes of that drek, I started to think of things that I was glad I was going to miss if raptured now.  So I thought this list needed to be shared, so here it is:

1-Another Yankee Drama - Enough already. Nothing is more annoying than a team that can buy anybody and still has infighting, and losing. Not to mention a saturday rapture after a friday Mets victory over the Yanks would have been a great way to go.

2-The NY Jets are good - Right now, the Jets are amongst the top 5 teams in football.  I could die knowing that and be happy.  On a side note, how sad is it that as a Jets fan, top 5 is good enough. yuck.

3-I will never have to endure a new Jim Carrey movie - I didn't realize how lucky I could have been if raptured on Saturday.  During the the Sharks-Canucks game yesterday I saw it, some new Jim Carrey movie about Penguins who live in his apartment with him.  Can we say it's over for Jim?

4-I could die knowing that front runners everywhere did not win the last championships - This is fuzzy math but I had to make work it for me right, the rapture was upon us. The Yanks lost, the Red Wings lost, the Cowboys had lost and the Lakers just lost.....all front runners must deal with that for eternity, it would have been great.

5-This would have been the best, Oprah is about to have her last show this week and apparently it's a big deal. Nothing would make me happier than to see Oprah not get the chance to pat herself on the back for the luckiest broadcasting career ever.  I've never seen someone with less ability get so much hype and influence with the threat of torture behind it.  Then again have you seen that show, it is torture.

That's my short list, I bet you had yours in your head, send it over to us at thesportsriot@yahoo.com and we'll add them to this list.  We've all had the rapture moments, we want to here yours.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

The Best Promo Guy Wrestling has ever seen

In the 80's, Randy "Macho Man" Savage was one of the best and most entertaining stars wrestling had ever seen.  At a time when you legends like Andre the Giant, The Iron Shiek, The Hart Foundation and Hulk Hogan in his prime, owned the ring and the mic, the Macho Man was very rarely overshadowed with his over the top hype, and his underated performance in the ring. My memories of Macho Man in the ring sort of blend into one continuous match because other than the Ricky "The Dragon" Steamboat saga, and the Mega Powers stuff with the Hulkster, his MO was wrestle, wrestle, flying elbow, 1,2,3..it's over.  Miss Elizabeth looking hot, standing on the sideline cheering, that was you typical Macho Man match.  My memories of the Macho Man was his promo.  those little interviews they would do before the matches to sort of drive the story along.  He was the king of those hands down.  These days, in my opinion there is no one better than The Rock, all time, but before The Rock, there was Macho Madness. There's something to be said about a man's performance when he's been off my radar for years now,  but somehow I will miss his antics. Here are some of his greatest promos in honor of Randy "Macho Man" Savage.

He is the Cream of the Crop








Even as a chauvanist, he's awesome.


Macho Man in The Danger Zone

RIP Macho Man

Ooooooooooh Noooooooo! Macho Man is Dead

Yesterday morning, Randy “Macho Man” Savage beat “The Rapture” by driving his car into a tree, which his flying elbow smash and all the Slim Jims in the world couldn’t save him because he died on impact.  Word is Poffo (surprisingly Savage wasn’t his real last name), was driving his jeep with his old lady on a Tampa street and suffered a heart attack and smashed head on into a palm tree.

As many jokes as I can make here, I’m doing my best to refrain, at least until the body gets cold.
As a kid Macho Man was one of my favorite wrestlers (next to Iron Mike Sharpe and Barry Horowitz), but only when he was a bad guy.  Once he became a good guy and sported the cowboy hat (which Bret Michaels totally ripped off), I soured on him.  When he first came into the WWF he would walk down the aisle with Miss Elizabeth (who is also dead due to a drug and alcohol cocktail gone wrong).
I really liked Savage when he first joined the WWF and wasn’t a heavyweight and had his beef with the likes of Tito (AKA Chico) Santana and Jake “The Snake” Roberts.  I will never forget when he won the WWF Intercontinental Championship by beating Ricky “The Dragon” Steamboat by flying off the top rope and crushing his larynx with the bell.   Randy later lost the belt to Steamboat at Wrestlemania III, when George “The Animal” Steele topped Savage from using a bell again and knocked him off the top rope.  God I loved wrestling when I was a kid.
After losing Miss Elizabeth to Hulk Hogan, Savage left the WWF and joined WCW, where he would be a founding member of “NWO” (embarrassingly so, I did own an NWO tee shirt), before making millions peddling Slim Jims.
Little known facts about Savage:
-          Prior to his wrestling career, he played minor league baseball in the Cardinals, White Sox, and Reds organizations.
-          His original wrestling name was “The Spider Friend”, a blatant rip-off of Spiderman.
-          He was Jewish.
-          He was married to Miss Elizabeth but they divorced in 1992.  Then she shacked up with Lex Luger.
On a total somewhat related note, Slim Jim is in a panic and is already in talks with Leaping Lanny Poffo to be their new spokesman.
Macho Man, may you rest in peace.  All of us at The Riot! Send our condolences to all your loved ones.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Quick Takes a Bath

Good day fellow Rioters! And welcome to yet another edition of Quick Takes.  This is the late night edition seeing that it’s nearly 2am east coast time, 9pm on the west.  And like two of my favorite radio personalities would say (I’m combining catch phrases) I’m taking you “into the night” while “slaving over a hot microphone” or a hot keyboard in this case. But as always, let’s take a look at the scoreboard before we go any further.
*The Mets have had a rough week losing yet another star to an injury.  David Wright went down with a stress fracture in his back, ouch. They say he will be out 10 days, but it sounds way worse than that. So on top of their general ineptness, now the Mets are battling the injury bug.  In my opinion, these guys are just looking for a reason to get out of the lineup. The Mets after a 1-0 victory against the Nats yesterday stand at 21-22. Contenders? Ok, stop it.
*My cy young award pick for this season is R.A. Dickey of the Mets. It’s going to have to be an extraordinary 2nd half to get that done. He is 1-5 with a 5.08 ERA.  I know at 36 this was a long shot, but LONG LIVE THE KNUCKLEBALL! Maybe he’ll do it, we’ll see.
*World Series picks update. A’s – 22-21 after falling to the Twinkies last night stand 1 game back of the Rangers for first in the AL west.
                                                Brewers -  21-22, good for 3rd place in the NL Central.  Currently 3.5 games back of the Reds.  The big reason for the slow start is the performance of last year’s AL cy young award winner Zach Greinke. He was injured to start the season, but after 3 starts he’s 2-1 with a 6.60 ERA.  Hopefully he turns that around and I can get one prediction right this season.


The Death of the 4th Major
I’ve been hammering my former passion, the NHL, for a few months now and I’m not going to stop now.  I love the sport.  I love playing it, and watching it both on TV and in person.  The problem is no one else likes to watch it on TV.  The numbers are bleak.  I remember that it wasn’t too long ago that the NHL and the NBA were mentioned in the same sentence as equal shareholders in the grand lexicon that is sports in America.  Let me tell you if you haven’t noticed, that ship has sailed.  I truly believe the NHL and MLS are on a level playing field now. This past week was proof in my eyes. The NHL had a game 7 that drew just under 1 million viewers which by my fuzzy math is roughly a .5 rating on the Nielsen rating system. The MLS season just began and they have pulled an average of a .3 Nielsen rating.  That’s only a few hundred thousand viewers.  Now by the old standard, the NHL would be compared to the NBA right?  The NBA playoffs thus far have averaged a 3.0 Nielsen rating.  Guess what puckers, you’re closer to the MLS than the NBA.  I now proclaim the NHL dead on arrival.  They get the same amount of highlight time on ESPN as the MLS, and they are not even close to the rating of the NBA.  The days of Lemieux, Gretzky and Messier are over and now you must embrace ESPN 2 status.  Remember when the NHL was a prominent part of ESPN programming?  You can say all you want about the baseball strike of ’94 doing irreparable harm to the game.  Or this current lockout in the NFL doing damage, but no work stoppage did more damage to its game than that of the NHL lockout of 2004.  The NHL lost an entire season, and thus half its fan base.  They lost their TV contracts, their hype and any momentum they had. The NHL has yet to recover from that.  So when you go from competing with Bulls-Knicks on a Saturday afternoon to competing with Union-Dynamo, you’ve fallen a long way.  How Gary Bettman still has a job is beyond me.  I’m angry at what the NHL did.  Ask anyone who knows me; I was a rabid Ranger and hockey fan. It used to be my favorite sport by far. Now, I I’d rather watch “Dancing with the Stars.” I mean competitive dancing? REALLY?  What have I come too? Maybe this is more of a statement on my gayness, and not how far the NHL has fallen? 
Anyway, this is not a therapy session or a coming out party, I’m here to say that yes, the NHL is no longer a major sport in America.  There are no longer “The 4 majors” there are only 3.  So I guess you could either look at it as a negative thing, a loss for the NHL. Or the positive spin, way to go MLS, bringing soccer to the forefront and finally making America stand up and take notice.  Even though, my local franchise here in the Bay Area, the one and only San Jose Earthquakes, play in the palatial Buck Shaw stadium at Santa Clara University.  A stunning high school looking soccer stadium the holds an enormous 10,000 screaming Quake fans. On a side note, if you call your team the Earthquakes, shouldn’t you have a booming sound system, or a fan base that shakes the ground?  A quarter full stadium that holds a mere 10K is not quaking anything.  My kids would shake the ground more.  So maybe it can’t be the positive angle, because this closing of the gap was facilitated by the NHL’s ineptness, not the MLS’s surging popularity. Oh well, LeBron and the Heat-les are on in a few, I need to go catch that.

Bucs say no to “Hard Knocks”
This week the Tampa Bay Buccaneers turned down an opportunity to be featured on this upcoming season of “Hard Knocks” on HBO. The Bucs said that they have a young team and didn’t want the circus and distraction that goes with being a part of a show like “Hard Knocks.” Being a Jets fan, I witnessed the “Hard Knocks” effect first hand and all in all, it’s not a big deal.  Now I will say that the Jets are not nearly as young a team as the Bucs are, but the effects were mostly external.  Especially for the Jets because they have big personalities with big mouths which created big time expectations.  You’ve got to remember when the Jets were on last year they were coming off of an AFC championship game appearance and made moves to make them one of the early Super Bowl favorites. The Jets season of “Hard Knocks” was very entertaining, and I would say that the bulk of the negativity came from criticism of Rex Ryan and his confidence and language; he was kind of a potty mouth. Most of the criticism came from haters like Skip Bayless, who barked all pre-season about how the Jets attitude and Rex Ryan’s antics were going to put a target on the Jets back.  And you know what happened Skip? Skip? Are you there Skip? Oh yeah, you won’t hear him talking about Rex Ryan anymore because the Jets were one or 2 plays away from a Super Bowl berth this past season. That’s called backing up that talk Skip, look it up.
Anyway, back to the Bucs. Taking the Jets season into consideration, I think the Bucs organization made a wise choice by turning this opportunity down. The Bucs as a team don’t seem to have the personality to follow up the Jets on “Hard Knocks,” who does? A team that might be a good fit behind the Jets and has all the makings of a dynamic up and coming team is the Detroit Lions. With a rising star at QB in Matthew Stafford, and stud WR in Calvin Johnson and a very bright and engaging mammoth of a D-Linemen in N’Domukong Suh; the Lions are poised to make the move to the next level this season.  And what better way to get to know the stars of the future, than putting them on cable TV for the whole pre-season.

Riot! Math
And now it’s time for some Riot! Math.  This is the portion of the show where we here at the Riot! show you how our brain works.
Vin Mazzaro + 2 Innings pitched  = 14 Earned Runs (yikes)
14 earned runs + bad managing = a trip to the minors for Mazzaro
Vin Mazzaro + Ned Yost (bad manager) = Another shit season in KC
Another Shit season in KC + the past 5 shit seasons in KC + the next 5 shit seasons in KC= Zach Greinke in Milwaukee (way to go KC)

Jorgy goes boom!
I hate the Yankees, that’s well documented, so I revel in this type of turmoil they are dealing with right now.  I promise I won’t dwell on it too long, I just have a few thoughts on this soap opera that is the nearly $300 million dollar team who can’t seem to win.
1-      I get that Jorgy is down in the dumps about being demoted to 9th in the order, but let’s be honest, what’s the difference in the AL.  And Jorgy hits 7th now. What is the big deal here Jorgy.  Look, you’re hitting .179 with 6 dingers and 15 RBI, you’re not lighting the world on fire here. There are other players on the bench that would probably do a better job.  Be glad you are in the lineup. I think Jorgy is bent because Jeter has gotten a ton of space to work out his early season hitting issues, as well he should, he’s Derek Jeter.  Let’s make something very clear; Jeter is a first ballot, no doubt about it, Hall of Famer today. Jorgy will go down as a good player, a solid catcher for a dynasty, but NOT a Hall of Famer. So with that in mind of course Jeter will get the benefit of the doubt. Not to mention he’s going to be the first Yankee to get his 3,000th hit in the pinstripes.  That is worth a ton to the Yanks, Jorgy, unfortunately you’re not.
2-      What you are witnessing here in the Bronx is the reemergence of the way things were.  Think real hard about pre 1993 Yankees.  The Steve Balboni, Andy Hawkins, Mike Pagliarulo, Alvaro Espinioza, Don Mattingly Yankees. That team was a disaster for the better part of 10 years and why? George Steinbrenner’s rule with an iron fist ego, and the thought that he could buy championship teams instead of building championship teams. That is on the horizon for Yankee fans.  Look how this team is put together right now.  The last title was a credit to the Torre teams, not the new regime. Jeter, Mariano, Posada, Cano, and Petite are all credited to the Torre era. I hate the Yanks, but that team was built correctly, from the farm.  Draft well, pay your own players and you’ll go far. The new team that has struggled to win the title; AROD, Tex, CC, Soriano, Swisher, etc, are the new Yanks, and they are struggling. Why?  Because Hank Steinbrenner, newly crowned king of the Yanks, has the same attitude and ego a young George had. It didn’t work then, and it’s not going to work now.  Jeter is such an effective captain and motivator because he’s been there from the gate.  He IS the Yankees right now.  He’s every bit a part of the Yankee fabric as Babe, Joe, Mick, and the Iron Horse.  Where is that next guy?  I don’t know, maybe he’ll be on the free agent market next year and the Yanks can buy him.


Ochocinco on a bull
Ok, I actually have to give Ocho some credit on this one.  It was stupid, dangerous and so easy to rip on, but I give him credit for trying to stay active in the face of joblessness. He’s learning new skills. (dancing, soccer and now bull riding) In a league where guys are having a very hard time being productive, good citizens during this work stoppage, (10 NFL players have been arrested since the lock out began) Ocho is out there being entertaining and productive.  He’s also somewhat of a trailblazer here. How many black men have you ever seen riding a bull?  That’s like a black NASCAR driver.  Ochocinco is the Jackie Robinson of Bull Riding. Now if we can get him in a race car, he may be a cultural icon yet.
Rick Welts Gay admission
Ok, I have very little to contribute to the “gay men in pro sports” conversation. I don’t know who Rick Welts is or what he’s about, and I don’t really care.  I don’t care if he has sex with women, men or chickens. Of course, being who I am, when I heard this story the only thing I could think of is Rick Welts does not sound like a gay guy’s name.  Not that there is a criteria. Some are obvious, you know like Johnny Dicklicker would be a slam dunk right?  The name doesn’t make you gay, but for some reason, I don’t think people would be surprised if Johnny came out of the closet.  So while I’m listening to the “gay men in pro sports” conversation the name Rick Welts was rattling around in my brain. Welts. Welts. That’s an S&M name. He should have come out as a dominatrix. That would have made more sense.  With a name like Rick Welts, you were born to shove ball gags in peoples’ mouths and…well…Welt their ass. Rick Welts asses, it’s right in his name. I know I’m going somewhere dark and hot for that. Good thing for me the rapture is this weekend, so I won’t have to wait very long.
Seriously, congrats Rick on your heroic admission.  You’re a brave man, and I hope it inspires others who may be struggling with their own sexuality to consider coming out, and be who they actually are.

Bud Selig Needs to Be Stopped…or does he?
This week, a report was released that Bud Selig wants to add 2 more playoff spots that teams can fight for in 2012.  That would make the playoff total 10 teams. Now I would normally say no way, no how, you can’t do this.  But after further review, I think this has great potential, if done correctly. If I were Bud Selig, the first thing I would do is have massive reconstructive surgery on my face, my God is he ugly. But as far as the playoffs go, I like the proposed plan of having the 2 wild card teams in each league play a best of 3 series, and then have the winners go on to play the 1 seed in each league.  This plan actually works on a few levels.  The first is obvious it lets more teams compete for more playoff spots, which keeps more cities interested. The less obvious effect is on the division.  It actually gives the division winners an advantage.  They will get a few days off to get healthy and set up their pitching rotation the way they want.  If a division comes down to the last day, the team that wins the division gets to rest a few days while the team that loses and has to play a 3 game set and give all that they have to even make the next round. They will feel the effects of not winning that division. I don’t do this very often, actually, I’ve never done this, but I have to give credit to Bud Selig.  I think this time he may be onto something.

And finally…..
                Harmon Killebrew passed away at the age of 74 from a long battle with cancer this week.  Killebrew, a Hall of Famer and legend, was a feared hitter during his career. With a .256 avg, 573 HR’s and 1584 RBI’s, he was no doubt a tremendous player for the Senators/Twins. But that’s not the story I’m here to tell. I remember Killebrew not because I was a Twins fan, or lived in Minnesota.  He retired one year before I was born, so I never got to watch him play. I remember him because my dad was a huge Yankee fan in his younger days, specifically a Mickey Mantle fan.  He used to have all of this memorabilia with pics of the Mick and this other guy.  Almost every slugger photo had all the familiar faces. Mickey, Hank, Mays and this other guy.  I remember asking him who that was, he said Harmon Killebrew.  Now that was an interesting name to me.  First off, being from NYC, I had never heard the name Harmon before, and secondly, this guy had the word “killer” in his name. I found out later that it wasn’t spelled that way but it sure did sound like “killer.” When I was a tyke I used to run around and pretend to be 2 guys. For hockey I was Captain Barry Beck, we were huge Ranger fans, and for baseball, I was “The Killer.”  That is my memory of Harmon Killebrew. I wasn’t a fan of the man, nor his team, but he is part of my childhood, and part of my early baseball memories even if I never got to see the man play. To me, that’s what sports are all about. RIP Harmon “The Killer” Killebrew.

What Jay did on Chris's Vacation

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