You know, no words can ever express a loss, especially an untimely one, right? We express our sincere thoughts and prayers to the Adenhart family in the loss of their son, Nick Adenhart.
Adenhart, the 22-year-old pitcher for the Los Angeles Angles, was killed last week in a car accident by a drunk driver.
Two others lost their lives in that fatal crash and we send sympathies to their families as well.
Hey yall… it is Major Leage Baseball (MLB) Opening Day (Last night was MLB’s actual. opening night, but not many respect that as the official start of the season.). My Hubby is not a baseball fan; however, I think I can convince him to be more interested in the game… What does this day represent? It’s like Spring… new beginnings, new identities, new relationships, new opportunities, etc.
If you are in relationship with a baseball fan (yourself not being one) then take some time to breathe and reflect on the meaning of a new season. Your sig-other hopefully has renewed hope and excitement for the coming season. Capitalize on that and bring a new dimension to your relationship. Well at least that is my suggestion…
Yay baseball! I love when another seasonal sport begins… and, seriously, the best part is that I’m a little closer to summer (LOL!).
Less of a question and more of a statement… the title, that is.
Major League Baseball training has begun and with all the drama (all the drama) that’s surrounding and, indeed, swallowing the game what does it all mean? Steroids, steroids, Madonna, and more steroids… but do we care? Some say no, the interest is only in the numbers, the hits, the overall stats. Others say yes, asking where has the integrity of the game gone.
I can’t say where I am… when I’m so overwhelmed with something, it tends to be too much (especially something like this). So, I guess that’s where I am… overwhelmed. And, therefore, not in a good position to take a firm stand either way.
There has been so much chatter about these “gi-normous” contracts that MLB players have been receiving (And, yes, it is Major League Baseball.)…
I’m a little on the fence with this one because… yes, the contracts are ridiculously large (Uh, would you say Carsten Charles “CC” Sabathia’s $161 million for 7 years is a bit on the plump side?), and yes, the economy is experiencing a down spell… but, do you feel like you’re being paid what you’re worth to do your job and if you could make more, wouldn’t you?
I know, I know… these athletes are getting PAID (I just yelled, putting a lot of breathe into it!) to play ball for goodness sake and are living the grand life, but I’m still not sure I’m ready to hate on them because their particular employers (…the New York Yankees in CC’s case) aren’t suffering the same down spell as other employers.
I’m not totally convinced that it’s fair, but (but, wait for it…) I have to take into account the fact that I can turn on the television or go to the ball park (stadium, court) and get great entertainment, which is priceless during those stress-filled times (among other reasons of course).
Now, you have my permission to take these numbers in to your boss and see if you can haggle your income rate a bit… LOL (Don’t you dare.)!!
Yes, the title is a little extra (I just felt it!), but I needed to bring emphasis to the previous post, where I went on about the “love thang” reunion…
Well, here goes…
– The fat lady is singing (a little hoarse by now).
– Someone has rendered the death wish.
– The pig is out of the blanket (Okay, not too sure about that one, but hey.).
I’ll stop there… The point is that the L.A. Dodgers, indeed, fell to the Philadelphia Phillies. And, although the Boston Red Sox came back to pull off a win over the Tampa Bay Rays, Manny Ramirez won’t meet up with his old compadres.
This is a lesson to all of us… It’s never a good idea to flaunt what you have now in front of what you once had. The best thing to do is just let it go… (Or, to go with the proverbial theme; Let sleeping dogs lye.).
K, I was going to originally go with the whole Wordless Wednesday theme, but then I realized I had something to say-which would defeat the purpose, right? But, I digress…
Photo by Ultimatum_VI.
I have something to say about the whole Tampa Bay Rays and Boston Red Sox match up… Oh, and yes, the realization that the Sox probably won’t meet up with the L.A. Dodgers, which was all we (Hubby, too) were waiting for.
The waiting was for the chance to see the Sox meet up with their ex-left fielder, Manny Ramirez. Now, you never can say die until the fat lady sings (You get the proverbial saying. LOL!), but it looks it won’t be Dodgers and Sox this year. Okay, go with me here… Have you ever been in a long-term relationship, just to realize that you would rather be somewhere else?… AND, and, after getting into a better, more lucrative relationship you find yourself wanting to see that previous love thang (Yes, thang!) so he or she can see you now. You feel me now?… Okay, so that’s what we’re thinking Manny is thinking (Maybe not. Maybe this is my own creative liberty… Hey, what would the world be without it?).
So, yay, for the Rays… I don’t have a bias here, it just would’ve been nice to see that ole love thang again!
You know, one very real reason why I love sports is because so much of it parallels real-life situations. And, within sports, you are most certain to find your story.
All day I was lamenting (Well, that’s a bit extra, but we’ll stick with it.) over the fact that the Chicago Cubs had been eliminated from the playoffs. Yet again, the Cubbies just couldn’t pull through. They couldn’t break the century-long drought of just not making it to the World Series (Hey, Troy over at Troy’s Thoughts on Sports has a, let’s say, “different” view of the Cubs’ blues in Knocking Down Chi-Town, but a great view all the same…). I took in all the commentators’ analysis and I was struck by a common saying, a common thread if you will… Wait ‘Til Next Year…
Although I know the players and the die-hard fans are foaming at the mouth over the phrase, I thought of how much that phrase has resounded in my own life of falling just a bit short-whether big or small-of that particular goal. Seriously, it may sound funny (in a sad way!), but I thought of when my dad was late picking me up so I could make it in time for my high-school senior ski trip and how miserable I was all weekend… thinking, “maybe next year”. But, there wasn’t a “next year” (Yes. I’m over it now… Let’s just not stay on the topic too long!). So many memories sprung up within me as I pondered on hopes deferred and dreams delayed. What I also realized was that patience was indeed working itself out within me and that I needed to allow it to happen.
Self analyzing is always the truest way of getting to know the real you… good and bad. And like with this process, the Cubs (in a real way) will need to do the same in order to figure out just what the deal is… You never know, Cubbies… next year!
Greetings from Acapulco, Mexico! Hubby and I invited ourselves on my in-laws trip (Thanks, Dad and Mom! Heehee!) and we’re having a blast!… What a beautiful country this is. And, with all of its beauty and culture I got to thinking (Uh, of course. I have to remind myself that I’m still blogging on vacation.) about the Hispanic culture and their role in sports.
And, it just so happened that this month is Hispanic Heritage Month (You learn something new everyday, huh? Okay, well it’s not exactly Mexico-specific, but you get the picture.)…
Anyway… there are a lot of Hispanics who play in the Major Leagues (baseball). And, like any other culture, there are those who came before and paved the way for the ones who benefit today. For this, it’s a great opportunity to celebrate Roberto Clemente and Hiram Bithorn. The former has been established as a pioneer, while the latter isn’t as celebrated-but is just as much a pioneer.
Now some will argue the technicalities of these guys nationality (Please don’t… I’m sensitive. Okay, I’m really not, but I am on vacation!!), but I am just here to bring honor and kudos to those who made it easier for different cultures to be great and lucrative (Let’s not forget “lucrativity”! I really had to make this word up here!]) in the world of professional sports.
Okay, I’m going back to vacation mode… ESPNdeportes Rock!
Manny Ramirez, a recently traded leftfielder from the Boston Red Sox to the L.A. Dodgers, has been receiving a lot of coverage-and it hasn’t all been too good.
Ramirez, a future Hall of Famer, appears to be (let’s say) an attention grabber. He has, especially in recent weeks, made some fans, teammates, and management a bit frustrated by his on-the-field antics (Yes, using a cell phone is on this antics list! And yes, jogging [instead of running] to first base.). But, along with his clowning around, Ramirez has proven to be one of the best at his position (And, he knows it!).
I’m a little in between on this because the man is a beast on the field and that’s undeniable… But, how far is too far (as far as performing in order to get reactions)? He hasn’t hurt anyone (Uh, well, except that fight in the dugout, which involved another teammate and staff member.)… So, do you get a pass just because you’re gifted and talented? I mean, I guess sometimes that is how things seem to go (Obviously!), but should this be the case? Is it such a big deal? For me, (along with, of course, balance) I’m all about embracing one’s personality and like Hubby so eloquently said the other day, he wouldn’t want to kill someone’s spirit.
So, big deal or not such a big deal at all?
Carlos Zambrano is one of baseball’s best… Positioned as a starting pitcher for the Chicago Cubs, he is (like a great number of professional athletes) tremendously skilled. And, for this great skill, he has won the Silver Slugger Award (This is the “you’re really great at what you do” award.). Along with being very calculating in his play, Zambrano is also very much known for his-let’s say-excitement for the game. A little display of emotion never hurts, right?… You know, a little exuberance with a win (By the way, they won over the Milwaukee Brewers on Tuesday night) or a little frustration after a loss.
I, for one, am a bit competitive (I think growing up with four older brothers didn’t help much, either…) and emotional when it comes to winning and losing… (Uh, no Honey, I don’t want to share that time during Scrabble when I completely lost it!). Sorry-I’m back… Anyway, I really like winning (Doesn’t everyone?), so I can definitely relate to Zambrano’s need for speed out there on the field!
When it comes to winning and losing (both are reality), are you a laid back or an overly exuberant winner or loser? How about your significant other?… And, of course, it doesn’t have to be just about sports, y’all!!