May 16 2007

What a lot of folks don’t realize about arguing with me is that 8 times out of 10, when I say something I can provide the proof within 10 minutes(provided I have network connection handy). 

I remember when a sports argument, or any argument for that matter, relied on at the very least equal parts opinion and fact.  Nowadays, opinion is fact.  In bars across the country, people are considered guilty based simply on accusation.  People base entire arguments on ‘I heard…’ without doing a lick of research on their own despite the unprecedented availability of information today. 

Just keep in mind though, if you’re going to argue something with me…come very correct, thorough, and prepared….for if you don’t, I’ll eat you and your lazy ass opinion alive…..I’m not out to convince you that I’m right…I’m out to convince you that you’re wrong!

May 13 2007

It’s time to retire ‘ghetto thug’ in sports circles to describe every black athlete that gets in the slightest bit of trouble. 

Let’s dissect the use of thug.  Thug is defined as (according to dictionary.com):

A cruel or vicious ruffian, robber, or murderer.

Very few of the many athletes that have been called thugs fit the definition above.  Further, all of the athletes that are labeled thug are black.  Coincidence? 

The major conflict between sports and their fans, in football and basketball, is that the fan base majority is white but the player base majority is black.  The black athletes that successfully manage this line are the players that do not strike at the base fear of the ‘angry black man’.  David Robinson, Tim Duncan, and Michael Jordan come to mind.

See, the black athlete is in an interesting position.  His entire life he’s been a black male.  Not to feed into stereotypes but chances are he lived a hip hop culture (which is not necessarily a gangsta shoot em up world).  Now he is placed in the public eye and the public eye is often anti-hip hop. But this is another post for another time.

The main focus is that we as fans need to realize that often thug is an inaccurate description used to imply not only undesired behavior but also ethnicity or race.  Perhaps you’re thinking I’m throwing out the race card here but please consider this:  when a white player rushes the mound in a baseball game, said player is not called  a thug.  Hockey players fight nightly yet thug is never used as a character description.  Or even better, Kyle Turley throws his helmut and generally acts cruel and vicious during a game…..and thug is never in the reports. 

On the other hand, Mike Vick throws a middle finger (not condoning his action) and he becomes a thug.  Oddly enough, there are no notable situations before this middle finger which would lead to being called thug.  In fact, Mike Vick gets called a thug because of his brother’s antics.  Let’s scope this out a bit further….Woody Harrelson’s father spent the last years of his life in jail for murder, in fact Charles Harrelson was a freelance hitman. Now using the same logic that makes Mike Vick a thug, how should we refer to Woody given his actual violent outburst?

May 09 2007

So on my daily trek to work, this elderly lady runs a red light making a right turn in front of me.  As I close on her, she decides that she would also like to be in the left lane.  I had started to change lanes to pass her so with her driver side front already in the left lane, she decides to look in the mirror to see if it is clear to change lanes.  By this time, I am already halfway in the lane and just about ready to overtake her so she swerves back into the right lane.  My tricky middle finger has started to make it’s way to the sunroof so I couldn’t stop it before I realized it was an elderly lady (not sure that knowledge would have stopped it, some old women can be mean as the dickens!).  At the same time, she STICKS HER TONGUE OUT AT ME!  Wow.  She still caught the finger but in hindsight I could only chuckle…the old lady stuck her tongue out at me!

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May 08 2007

So this past Friday, Devin was under the gentle care of his nana.  Lately, the past month or so, Devin has taken to having his fingers instead of his pacifier to suck on.  Well, apparently he missed his fingers by a couple of inches and sucked on his wrist/forearm Friday.  So much so that he left a hickie on his arm.. . . . . . that’s my boy!!!  He’s gonna be a terror on some girl’s neck come high school!!!

May 08 2007

Mmmm, my gamer roots are ablaze with new found (for me anyway) ways to play all those beautiful atari 2600, Commodore 64, etc games. 

For those less geeky and technically savvy folks out there, our geek (remember when geek was an insult) friends have created emulators for these old but glorious consoles.  Emulators basically mimic the hardware these old games ran on so that you can run them on your current laptop or PC.  In some cases, you can even run Super Nintendo games on a Sega Dreamcast (according to a friend of mine, I haven’t done this myself but sounds like an interesting Saturday project). 

I love this.  I spent nearly an hour playing 10 yard fight last night on my laptop with my wife quizzically wondering what I was doing and why?  I think tonite, after grass cutting of course, I will try to get a commodore 64 emulator so I can revisit California Games!