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…
I’ve come to learn something incredibly sad regarding a good number of people… They (whomever “they” are) love to keep you down and judging is the Number 1 nugget in this, apparent, glass crown.
How many times in a day would you like to tell someone to “please, mind your business”?… It’s really not that hard at all. To mind your business, that is. This “glass” crown came to mind after I heard the story about Anna Burns Welker, wife of New England Patriots’ wide receiver Wes Welker, blasting Baltimore Ravens’ linebacker Ray Lewis. I am not providing her Twitter quote because I want to, but rather because you won’t fully appreciate my stance unless you read it:
Proud of my husband and the Pats. By the way, if anyone is bored, please go to Ray Lewis’ Wikipedia page. 6 kids 4 wives. Acquitted for murder. Paid a family off. Yay. What a hall of fame player! A true role model!
Really, Ma’am!?! Phrases like, “Sweep around your own front door before you try to sweep around mine”… or “People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones”… are just consuming my mind. Truly (which is one of my coworker’s fave go-to terms), why stoop so low and, tell me, what are you actually gaining? There are so many turns to take in this story, but I will just stick to how poor it makes you look when you defame others, repeat someone’s business that you shouldn’t, and yes… judge. I learned from a sports’ analyst, while listening to opinions surrounded around this story, that Mrs. Welker (among other things) was also crowned Miss Hooters in 2005 (I honestly just put that little funny together about a glass crown and her being crowned. Crack up!). ‘Nuff said, right? I would really like to know how many years would Lewis need to go about his life before this glass house owner would free him from her moral standard hold… After the tornado of backlash received for her horrific comments, Welker subsequently submitted an apology (Thanks for that.).
By no means am I a Lewis worshiper. I see what he’s done on the field, which I’m most impressed with, as well as his off-the-field stories, which I honestly could care less about. There are things that have happened in my life and things I’ve done that I’d rather not open up a conversation with. I’m sure I’m not alone. And with this acknowledgement that I’m not, nor is anyone else perfect, I make it my business to shy away from throwing people under the morality bus.
For me, in a nutshell, I see that we are celebrating an athlete for his contributions on the field (a first ballot, Hall of Fame athlete). That’s it. That’s all we’re talking about. I believe there are only a hand-full of people who know (really know) Ray Lewis. Those people can do pulse checks on his life, as he trusts them to do so. Fans, as I am, should just stick to celebrating what happens between the lines. Anna, go shine your crown and hush up a bit… It’ll serve you better.
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.).
Okay, so after some “your last post was depressing” comments, I came into this one feeling like I could do something more positive and good feeling-ee… but (uh, rah) then I turned the television on. I’ve gotta work with what I’ve got, man…
Kobe Bryant’s wife, Vanessa, is filing for divorce, after over 10 years of blissful (well, not exactly) nuptials. I know, personally, I’ve heard of someone ending their marriage and the feelings varying from total disbelief to it-took-this-long reactions. This L.A. Lakers’ superstar isn’t a stranger to marital troubles, but 10 years in his arena is like a lifetime. Vanessa and Kobe have two daughters and I’ve found that children sometimes tend to be that false foundational glue that keeps marriages together for as long as they actually manage to be kept together.
Ending any relationship, a lengthy one at that, has to be difficult just from the simple fact of impending change that no one can avoid. I’m not an authority on how others live… I just say everything happens as it should and remember to live. All of life stuff falls under those two things.
[Merry Christmas!!... LOL! Here's to more positive posts. Crack up.]
I heard about this some time ago, but you know how I am when it comes to writing and sharing information… I feel like its not always about breaking news, but its about appropriate timing. Anyway, I know the holidays can conjure up many feelings, and some that aren’t always of cheer and good tidings of great joy. Whatever the feeling… and relatively speaking… its good to know that you’re not alone with having adverse feelings.
NBA Hall of Famer, Jerry West (he’s also actually the NBA symbol), has suffered from depression since childhood. That seemingly sounds crazy, right? All the fame and notoriety and yet still, such a human emotion. With this depression came low self esteem and the feeling of just not measuring up. West chalks these feelings and state of mind up to the abusive upbringing he suffered by the hand of his father.
I would go to bed feeling like I didn’t even want to live. – Excerpt from HBO’s Real Sports with Bryant Gumbel
This abuse was shared among his other siblings and as West relives horrible moments, he still, even after his father’s death, wondered if his father would be proud of him. With 14 seasons with the L.A. Lakers, West also found a way to incapsulate his depression while on the court by carrying the overwhelming fear of failure. Obviously, his frame of mind followed him into his personal life with family and friends…
You should really look deeper into his story because its an interestingly sad one… But, he survived. And you know, it is really actually a common story, but you just never think about a well-known superstar, who displayed such poise and grace, being plagued with such mental afflictions. You just never know and I guess that’s the point, right?…
Why am I writing about LeBron James again? One way or the other I find myself being drained by the news surrounded around him, but this takes the proverbial cake (lemon, if I have my choice).:
“Absolutely not, because at the end of the day, all the people that were rooting on me to fail, at the end of the day, they have to wake up tomorrow and have the same life that they had before they woke up today,” James said. “They have the same personal problems they had today. I’m going to continue to live the way I want to live and continue to do the things that I want to do with me and my family and be happy with that.”
Now, I know this quote has resounded around the world as millions witnessed (that was funny) the Dallas Mavericks river dance on the throats of the Miami Heat for the 2011 NBA Championship, but there are so many things to address here. I like to parallel the sport stories to that of every day life and I feel the range of human emotion and reaction involved around this Dallas win does just that (The numbered bullets were successful last time, so let’s try that again.).:
- I hope with this statement that those who were stupefied by a ridiculous comparison between Michael Jordan and James will now come to their collective senses as even the Majestic Jordan never stooped so low as to rub people’s socio-economic situation in their faces… Oh and yes, after the 7th season, doesn’t have a ring.
- Let’s chat about this a little bit… Even if he was just talking to or about his haters or the media, the whole world heard this crass statement and may have taken it personally. The thing is, there are marginal people out there who just jumped the fence to now being a LeBron hater because of his snobbish comments (Thanks, I’m a billionaire and you’re not. Thanks for that.).
- He [James] drains me… period… And his hairline has a remarkable resemblance to Paul Pierce’s hairline (Random? Yes, but true.).
- I actually feel like he or some family member must have been threatened or something because he was not King James during the entire series… He was extremely inconsistent, lazy, disengaged, and all around just average.
- There is no secret that Kobe Bryant is my fave. And one thing I love about him, which is very Jordanesque`, is that every game he shows up to play. He puts it all on the table, night in and night out. Why is it that James displayed such cry-baby-like tendencies, was a sore loser, and could ever think of being just average when the game required greatness?
- Dwyane Wade, during this entire stretch, displayed crazy maturity and poise. I think I have to give Marquette (his college) the credit for that. I think the training there prepared him for such moments. This is something James never experienced. Even being the high-school champion, it cannot groom you in the art of manhood and sportsmanship. I believe it’s something James will need to learn in order to be a champion in the League.
- Savannah Brinson, James’ fiancee`, is being accused of having an affair with Washington Wizards’ Rashard Lewis and this turn of events is also apparently the reason for James sub-par play on the court.
- Okay, first off, I thought you had to be married in order to have an affair. Having a lot of children by someone doesn’t count.
- The fact that she has a lot of children by him counts… (cha-ching!).
- I want to know why Brinson and James’ mother like these NBA stars so much… There are other professional sports, you know?
- Why was Chris Bosh crying so hard?
- And my new fave quote, “The ring is the thing… and everything else is just statistics.”
Did I leave anything out??
My sports sporadics don’t necessarily line up with the latest headlines… I don’t seem to flow that way. These are just my thoughts surrounded around some countries within the world of sports, recent or not.
1. LeBron James is not better than Michael Jordan. And until he wins something, which is the point of this game called professional basketball, the NBA, he will never be as good. He will simply be another awesome player who never won a ring… Like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said, “the ring is the thing… and everything else is just statistics” (In context, he actually said this in reference to #2 [with Bill Russell having 11 championship rings], but it fits quite nicely here, too.).
2. Why is Scottie Pippen trippin’ (I’d usually ask why a person is on crack, but that can be considered defamation of character here.)? Did his PR person tell him he needed to do something to bring attention to himself? Who is he anyway to even open his mouth, ever? I can’t even think of a parallel to make this make sense [Did I mention Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said the ring is the thing? And Scottie can think Jordan for this honor.].
3. Mike Brown? Really? The end…
4. Why do colleges pick and choose integrity? Jim Tressel tenders his resignation to Ohio State? But, there has been recent press around the fact that “maybe” these college athletes should get some type of stipend above room, board, tuition, and such (People are so dramatic. Drained.)…
5. FIFA (Fédération Internationale de Football Association [a.k.a. soccer]) can now join the other elite professional sports with [opened to the public] scandals, lies, betrayal, bribery, isolation, embarrassment, and denial. Good times…
6. After the first NBA Finals game, Dirk Nowitzki is who we thought he was…
7. I went to Dallas this past weekend. Is there any other sport/team there outside of football?… There was no shortage of Cowboys memorabilia, symbols, or random stars that weren’t isolated to the Lone Star State. It was a crack up… It definitely shows who brings in the money (Or, who has the most money at least).
8. Roger Federer is a man god…
9. Did you know Kim Kardastian’s fiance`, Kris Humphries, plays for the New Jersey Nets?… I didn’t either (Yes I did. It was just funnier to say I didn’t. Love is grand!).
10. “The ring is the thing… and everything else is just statistics,” is my new single-sentence argument.
Sometimes, there is no need… no need at all to try and punctuate on an already beautiful ending.
Okay, I was relaxing after a long day… Hanging out, watching Sports Center. The news came on that Lawrence Taylor pleaded guilty to misdemeanors surrounded around rape charges, but avoided jail time.
This Pro football Hall of Famer admitted to having sex with a 16-year-old runaway prostitute. He said that she told him she was 19 (Really? Okay, we’re not going to take that any further; Neither are we going to discuss his wife, Lynette.). So, no jail time, but along with serving 6 years of probation he has to register as a sex offender.
This former New York Giant isn’t new to trouble, but as his lawyer spoke to the media I had that dog-turn-my-head-to-the-side look… He reiterated the facts and then concluded that this was an unfortunate situation and that his client was not a sexual predator (Are you serious, Dude?). I just couldn’t believe what I was hearing, literally. Does he deserve to be on the list?