Tuesday, May 29, 2012
"I'm Not Gonna Sit Here and Rip Umpires..."
Celtics fans? Pissed. Red Sox fans? Pumped. So it goes when dealing with the mercurial nature of the professional referee...
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Life at The Quarter Pole
I hate to be the unnecessary and unprompted bearer of bad news (eh, OK. I really don't "hate" it), but a win at the Belmont by I'll Have Another isn't going to "save" horse racing. Matter of fact, it likely won't even temporarily invigorate the long suffering sport. Why not? Because like many other things that were popular in the 1950's (cigarettes, telegraphs, sexual harassment, boxing), horse racing has just fallen out of favor with the majority of the sporting public. And I get it. Some don't like how the animals are treated, while others just don't find it all that intriguing when compared to all the other options now readily available at the spectator sport buffet...
Fine, to each their own. I just wanna make sure all of you out there are ready to deflect the hype that's sure to come your way should that horse do what no other horse has done since 1978. He probably won't win, by the way (11 horses since '78 have won the 1st two legs only to falter), which will make all of this completely unnecessary, but per usual I just want to make sure my followers are out ahead of the curve and can be confident in knowing that there's no way that a sport whose main demographic currently includes men toting oxygen tanks, is going to find it's way back into the main stream. If they could somehow breed and race a pink horse? Then maybe we can revisit this discussion...
For now, I'll just have to be content discussing other sports that we as a viewing public actually care about for more than 3 days out of the year. One that's actually at the "quarter pole" as we speak. Hear that? Horse racing reference. Ah yes, the sport of kings. And by kings, I obviously mean men toting oxygen tanks...
Thursday, May 17, 2012
News & Notes: Flops, Sox & A Fine Problem for ESPN
There I was, steaming home from work after Josh Beckett's 2 1/3 inning debacle, ready to rip into Red Sox fans and their fair weather nature (don't worry, I wasn't sticking up for Beckett, either). I even had a nice little analogy ready, with Sox fans playing the role of the whiny and entitled Winklevoss twins. Appropriate, right? Seeing as the whole Facebook story does have an inherent Boston connection. But then, after thinking it over for a while, I realized that this was probably one of those times where cooler heads should prevail, and with a few friends echoing that sentiment, the Winklevii hit the cutting room floor with little chance that they will ever return. That is unless a set of twins show up in professional sports (hockey doesn't count) that make me wish I were prematurely deceased. Williams Brothers, I'm looking in your general unitard clad, tennis playing direction...
So, in lieu of another piece from me that voices my displeasure with the state of sports fandom here in New England, I've decided to hit you with some news and notes. I'll still be voicing my displeasure, mind you, it just won't be directed at the PinkHats...for once...
Enjoy...
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Where There's a Middlebrooks...
Oh and for those who might not know who Wally Pipp was, he's the guy whose random headache was more or less responsible for Lou Gehrig's disease. Yeah, you might have to take a few liberal steps to come to that conclusion, but check it out. It's no joke...




