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Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Inspiration for the Nation...

That looks like one tasty beverage...
Well, it doesn't happen often, but that being the case, I almost welcome it with open arms.  And I'm not talking about the chance to jump on the "Danny Ainge is the reason the Celtics are losing" bandwagon, either.  Though it seems the aftermath of the Kendrick Perkins trade has filled that thing up like it's 2007.  No, what I'm talking about, the "it" that I'm referring to, is a lack of inspiration...

See, I made a pact with myself and my readers some years back, saying that just because I was "supposed" to post something during a given time period, that wouldn't mean I necessarily would.  In essence, if nothing was particularly newsworthy to me that week, or nothing really inspired me to sit down and write, then I just wouldn't write. Hey, I set my own deadlines, so I figure why the Hell not, right?  Why write about things, or even the "state of things", when they don't pique my interest?  I don't want to have to "search" for things to write about, I want them to find me.  Thankfully, that happens far more often than not, just based purely on the subject matter I cover, and the passion I have for it, but this week, I guess it just wasn't in the cards...

I hope you have some more friends that are
terrible GMs, or this could get UGLY...
NFL Labor Tweets?  No.  NHL Playoffs?!? GOD no.  The aforementioned bashing of Danny Ainge by the same PinkHats that not too long ago thought he was the greatest Mormon since Rick Schroder?  Tempting, but still no.  And sure there's still plenty to yap about in terms of the Sox and their continued quest to crack .500, but there's nothing pertinent enough to demand my immediate attention.  I'm sure there will be next week, as I will have returned from my weekend venture in the Big Apple and my first visit to the new Yankee Stadium, but until then, you'll just have to find another outlet in which to burn your time at work...

IT may seem a bit lazy, but it's moves like this that I think help keep me sharp.  It prevents me from churning out those "Is the golden era of Boston sports over?" pieces and helps to pull me back when I think it's a good idea to compare the NBA to the crappiest of reality TV shows.  The latter being a piece I probably would have ended up writing had Bill Simmons not done a comparison earlier this week of the NBA Playoffs and The Wire that made me wish I had never seen an episode of what was a pretty damn good program.  At least then I wouldn't have been tempted to read his piece.  And I know I've ripped "The Sports Guy" plenty in the past, but again, I'd just like to go on the record as saying I refuse to believe 99% of the PinkHats that sweat him have ever actually made it through one of his articles from start to finish.  I mean, I think we can all admit that I know wordy when I see it, (after all, I am several hundred words into a column that I'm "not writing") but even I can't make it through most of those Odyssey length opuses when I happen to be interested in the subject matter.  Hey, just all the more reason for me not to try something like that, I guess, so maybe I should actually be thanking him for unintentionally steering me in the right direction...

Don't think I forgot about you two...
But whatever it is that's got me in this lull of sorts, I'm sure the Sox/Yanks at the new Stadium will put my head right.  And before you know it I'll be back to dishing out stats and cracking jokes about the Williams Brothers like I never missed a beat.  Then again, with Dice K slated to take the mound, it may be a man with a FUPA that I'm ready to bash (no homo) as opposed to a pair of Trannis playing sisters that look more like D-tackles than doubles partners.  Either way, I'm sure it will at the very least be mildly hilarious...

Oh and I'd be remiss if I didn't pass long the good news surrounding Team RoochNation.com.  They don't seem to be lacking any inspiration, as they moved to 4-0 after sweeping a Mother's Day doubleheader.  That's some good work right there, fellas, and I can't wait til you take home the Championship and I get to have that massively grotesque trophy sitting right here next to me as I type out my weekly posts.  Yeah, that's right.  I'm staking claim to the trophy.  So what if I haven't been to a game yet?  My name, my hardware.  Of course you'll all be free to visit it whenever you'd like, you'll just be looking at it through my window, and from my driveway...or preferably, my street...

Nah, I'm just kidding...unless they do win, of course, in which case I'll at the very least come up with a one sided game of chance so that it can appear that I fairly "won" the rights to the trophy.  See?!  I'm already inspired again.  Now I have to go think up this crooked game!  Fun times, friends.  Fun times...

OK, kids.  I'm outta here.  Peace and humptiness forever, and I'll catch you on the flipman...


Teddy Williams...
100...

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