Sigh… Scratch… Sigh again, right?
With life, not just sports, the question often pops up… “What does he really want?” It’s not just a guy’s question about a woman. There’s really no way of knowing, honestly, unless there’s some type of communication. Well… from that conversation with my brother and his wife (go a couple posts back), I have a simple answer to what he actually wants when it comes to spending time while you two are watching sports:
“I want some level of appreciation, passion for the sport. I feel like you just tolerate me. If you try to get the terminology and social side of the game, you’ll appreciate the significance.”
I was shocked that he was so candid and that she was receptive. I think she was a bit shocked, too… She asked him what was she doing that said she didn’t appreciate the sport. It sparred conversation (I walked out of the room… I just wanted the sports portion of the relationship and it trickled into something else, honey.). It seems old and ineffective, but talking seems to open doors. And… as much as I am not a LeBron James’ fan, some type of communication (and endurance) happened in order for him to finally finish up those Save-the-Date cards with his long-time girlfriend and mother of his children, Savannah. Talk it out…
Ramble me this…: Do you care to see “storming the court” removed from college basketball?
I was doing some Saturday house cleaning and had to stop in mid-wipe down. Apparently, this dangerous and for-no-good-reason occurrence has happened for the last 10 years or so and it has NOW become a serious topic on the table [Sidenote: I’m not breaking away from our continued discussion on men versus women and love and sports (yada yada). Just had an impromptu writing itch. The end.]… Famed Coach K (Krzyzewski)—known as one of the winningest coaches in NCAA history and beloved U.S. Olympics Men’s basketball coach—spoke… and well, when he speaks folks tend to listen. While he isn’t asking for the extinction of the random tradition, he’s asking that provisions are made to get the losing team off the court before the storming begins. Makes sense, right?
I guess if my son was on the losing team I might care… or if I were one of those aged guards assisting in roping the court off then I may have a tiny bone to pick. But, seeing that neither of those things are the case, I’m not sure I have a stance either way. It’s just all over ESPN and its hilarious to me that this is such a story… all of a sudden.
Back to your regularly scheduled program…
The NBA Finals are upon us (Yay!)… Two dynamic teams, the Miami Heat and the Oklahoma City Thunder, are vying for the throne (Thanks for that, Kanye and Jay Z). With both teams chasing their first NBA championship, things are sure to be interesting.
I’m a little bias… While I totally agree with the populous that Heat’s LeBron James is a beast of a player, he’s no Michael Jordan; or Kobe Bryant for that matter. Outside of my feeling that the latter two display such an intuitive and high basketball IQ, this sport’s best are distinguished from the others by the rings acquired. And yes, there are arguments in favor of James, but for me, he may be another Charles Barkley or Karl Malone (No disrespect to either one… They are both Hall of Famers and should be respected for what they brought to the game.). My point here is simply that—with all the hype and championship pressure surrounded around James, which Barkley and Malone never endured—on the track he’s on now, he doesn’t seem ring bound.
I’m just old school on this… the game is about championships, not about how many ads you’re in or how many other superstar players you can add to one team to, ideally, bully (a.k.a. sports’ speak: dominate) the League’s other teams. Child please!! (I see you, Ocho Cinco… getting Miami NFL love.).
For your reading enjoyment.
What is my motivation [yelled aloud with passion]?
Could it be…
- Peyton Manning being out for possibly the remainder of the season?
- The Ravens’ collective spanking of the Steelers?
- Maybe Mike Vick earning that hundred million-dollar contract?
- That over 2 weeks later and Kim Kardasian is still married to Kris Humphries?
- Serena’s gangsta moment with the umpire (She is seriously no joke!)?
Alast… my fledgling motivation is paled, to be revived no more. I may search deep down to muster a grouping of inspired words. It requires a focus that has currently left my very presence…
Yes, that’s a bit much, but you know, people love emotion.
So, obviously I could use this space to talk about the latest in professional sports’ lockouts, where the NBA is now the newest group containing billionaires and millionaires (and some newly drafted prospects that have virtually no money at all) fighting over millions and billions. And there is possibly some comedic value associated with NBA.com (a site dedicated to, well, the NBA) having no reference of the individual NBA teams (Good times!)… And we now know, from this site, that there can be no practices, no mentionings of practices, and no pro ball player saying words that begin with p-r-a-c (Thanks for that.)… But no, what I think is more news worthy and of more value in terms of space is the admission by veteran actor, Charlie Sheen, that he used steroids during the 1989 baseball movie, Major League, where he played Ricky Vaughn. Seriously, when you compare the two, there’s really no comparison, right?…
And while there were many quotes from Sheen, on this story, that would satisfy a litany of ills, I thought the following would offer just the right amount of “huh?” for your day.:
“Let’s just say that I was enhancing my performance a little bit. It was the only time I ever did steroids,” Sheen told Sports Illustrated. “I did them for like six or eight weeks. You can print this… my fastball went from 79 to like 85.”
In 1992, the New York Jets defensive end, Dennis Byrd, in a tragic second, hit head-first into his 275-pound teammate, shattering a vertebra, one of the 33 bones that make up the spine. In that moment, he was left on the field partially paralyzed… 19 years later, Byrd returns the #90 jersey, that was cut from his back on that 1992 day, to Coach Rex Ryan and the Jets’ organization.
Now while I don’t really understand the jersey returned sentiment (Can anyone help me with that?), I’m well aware of the emotional impact his presence made on the current Jets team. As the honorary captain for this playoff Jets team against the formidable Pittsburgh Steelers, Byrd re-energized the already awakened Jets with a speech for the ages. The profound and passionately significant point of Byrd’s speech resonated with me as a “must share” with readers.:
A man has a body, a mind and a spirit. There are times in a man’s life when his body will tell him it can’t continue on. There are times in a man’s life when his mind will tell him that the task set for him is too hard to accomplish. Those two don’t matter. It’s a man’s will and his spirit, and in those moments and in those times that will tell him ‘You can do it,’ and it will make the mind and body follow along.
While this is a powerful in-between-the-lines message, it is also such an impactful one to take into the most calm and tumultuous parts of every day life. This man told his personal story to this Jets team, a group of men in a completely different generation, where the men can typically be bigger and the hits can potentially be harder. But, they got the message. From all the lessons taught, speeches delivered, or plays drawn out, I believe the one common thread and driving force among them is simply the hope that they get it…
The title is all the excitement I can muster…
Hubby and I were talking about it earlier and we agree: This time of year sucks when it comes to sports. I mean, baseball can’t hold the attention of anyone unless they live in L.A., New York, Florida, or Chicago (I’m a witness that Chicago baseball is a world by itself.). And, if I hear another word that begins with “Le”… Lethal, Legal, Lead, anything close to LeBron, I think I will pull out each of my twists individually. Does anyone realize that this “King” has no jewels… not one? At least with all the hype they would show Dwyane Wade the same or even more respect (air time) because he actually has a ring… Off that and on to other summer-time boredom…
Tiger Woods is sucking on the course and paying out the benjamins to wifey… Actually, the payout contraversy is more exciting than his play. Federer was knocked out of Wimbledon and Serena made it… Of course she would because her competition was non existent. I mean, I’ve flipped through every sports channel and nothing (I have been enjoying soccer though, I must say. Stop it, Kid!)…
Is it just us or are you feeling a sports void, too? If I didn’t have True Blood and the anticipation of Big Brother I don’t know what I’d do during these dog days of summer.
…You know how I know? Because, depending on the age, you’ll know how much more time you could potentially spend in jail.
Dear Mr. LT (not really, but just for effect),
Please tell me why you, Lawrence Taylor (Yes, the old-school LT), are even uttering the words, I thought she was 19? Why, LT, why are you even interested in a female with “teen” after her age (Okay, wait, besides the perkiness, tightness, and “naiveness”)? You are “LT”, still one of the greatest ever to step foot on the football field and play at the top of the game as a professional player in the NFL for the New York Giants. You struck fear in your opponents and talked “ginormous” trash with the best of ‘em (Ali included… in my opinion), yet here we are…Were you confused and thought her pimp said her name was Jus-tine, or Les-teen, or maybe even Augus-tine versus him saying she’s 16?
So, am I to believe that you didn’t have sex with her and only, I repeat, only performed a “masturbatory act”? What? Okay (Sigh!). You know, for me, “convenient” comes to mind when I think of this “act”, especially when I think of New York’s law that pretty much says it will put someone under the jail for having sex (the regular kind) with a minor of age 17 and under. Now, you know what? I’m actually believing you. This wasn’t even hard for me… I mean, after saying she was abused and raped, the young lady then said she was apparently over joyed in feeling like she didn’t have to do anything and still got $300, so I’m okay with that (And wait, the whole $300 is another matter… You are a legend. Can a sista’ get more than $300?). Okay I’m back…
All joking aside, Mr. LT… I would think at this time in your life you’d like to have the negative life issues to a minimum. I mean, you kicked the famed drug habit years ago and we haven’t heard about any run ins with the law for some time. You even got your dance on during your stint on Dancing with the Stars… So, why now? Why this? Why you? I’m sure this won’t keep you down, but maybe in the future you’ll contact Patti from Millionaire Matchmaker. I’m sure she’ll be able to find you a more suitable match… Someone still much younger (Let’s say 35ish), but someone who, I’m sure, will only require a recent photo and not a mug shot or pimp referral.
A fan of legal age