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Dodgers 2-0

I put that I was a fan of LA on Facebook and look what I received for my troubles:

Wainwright had the gall to complain that fans shouldn’t be allowed to wave white towels during a baseball game. I say Halliday still would have dropped it.

Anyway, I love getting to catch these games live.

One odd thing I must mention because it is bothering me: I have yet to meet someone in Houston who follows professional sports. I should put out a Craig’s List ad for a pro-sports-loving friend to watch games with, but add that certain teams will not be tolerated. Like the Patriots. Or the Broncos. Or the Bears. And especially the SF Giants.

ARAMARK Continues to Promote Environmentally Friendly Practices at Its Ballparks

“Through the company’s environmental stewardship platform — “Green Thread” — ARAMARK continues to work with teams and its partners to implement environmentally friendly practices that promote the use of local ingredients, source from local farmers and suppliers, reduce waste, utilize biodegradable service ware, and encourage composting and recycling of bottles, cans, cardboard as well as frying oil. Within retail, many team stores will feature apparel made from organic and recycled cotton.”

This could have a huge impact on the environment if all ballparks adopted these practices.

If you’re wondering which parks these are that are in your region: Petco Park (Padres), Oakland Coliseum (A’s), Angel Stadium, Citi Field (Mets), Fenway Park (Red Sox), and Minute Maid Park (Astros). There are other parks as well, but I don’t think I know people in those cities.

This post will be relatively brief. Jason and I tried a new place on South Street called Gerry’s Grill. I cannot recall the last time (if ever) I have had to spit food out of my mouth. I had been trying to eat their BBQ pork dish, and it tasted like the parts of Korean BBQ that get discarded for being inedible and burnt. I tried a different piece of it to see if it had just been a bad section, but it was just a terrible dish, with bad meat, prepared terribly. I don’t like to give negative reviews; I often simply don’t review places if I don’t like them, but I really need to let my friends know not to go here. We also tried an appetizer of ox tongue (I love things like tongue and tripe and intestines), and while the texture of the tongue was fine, the sauce had a strange sour, saltiness to it that was unpleasant. We just wanted to leave as soon as possible, and the food was kind of pricey (we spent the same amount at the Better Half, which included a half bottle of wine with our 3 course meals). Anyway, if you find yourself in that South Street Asian plaza, you’d be much better off at Tea Station or Sweetee Thai.

I should mention that upon leaving Gerry’s Grill, Jason was still very hungry, so we stopped by Jack in the Box, where Jason tried a teriyaki bowl.  He said Jack in the Box had never tasted so delicious in his life.  That is not a good sign.

Football: Please don’t mention anything dealing with the NFL to me until next season. I was in physical pain yesterday.

#17

I added a new category, “#17.” This category is dedicated to the jersey number of my current favorite athlete of all time, Philip Rivers. He does not get nearly enough credit for the amazing athlete and person he is. Johann sent me an article this morning bemoaning the fact that such a great NFL player is reviled to such an extent:

Love him or hate him, Rivers one of game’s best

Rivers is one of the few athletes to never have been arrested for any charge of any kind. He’s not suspected of steroid abuse (haha, your joke about him not being good enough to be under suspicion is SO original and unexpected!) and he’s a family man with 4 kids. The man preaches chastity, for cripes’ sake. His banter with fans and players is playful and never malicious. Give the man a break and admire his numbers.

Bolts over Colts

It was so great to watch Saturday night’s game against the Colts. SD almost always defeats Indy, but every one of their games is a nail-biter. This game was no exception. It’s also great that Rivers and Scifres can really make people question their MVP and Pro Bowl picks. Actually, I wouldn’t call Rivers a contender for MVP, but he really should have made Pro Bowl. Cutler being in the Pro Bowl is such a joke. I do think Peyton Manning deserves to be in the Pro Bowl, and I don’t think he should NOT be MVP. I respect his game and the man has class.

I will admit that the Colts will almost always have a better season record than the Chargers, in any given season. But this means nothing when they face each other, because no matter how good Indy is, the Chargers will always exploit their weaknesses. I have no idea why this is so; these teams just match up well. And to people who claim that this win was a fluke: look at the records. 4 wins out of 5 face-offs is not a fluke. And no, there were no phantom calls. A phantom holding call is what happened to Weddle last season. A pass interference mistaken for a hold is not a phantom call. Grabbing Sproles’ face mask and trying to twist off his head in a sawing motion for 2 full seconds is not a phantom call.

NFL football is alive and well for another week!! Thank you, Chargers, for not letting my season end. Football season is short enough as it is.

GOOO CHARGERS

Chargers: 4 game winning streak to make it to the playoffs. Unbelievable.

Broncos: 4 game losing streak to lose a playoff berth. Very believable.

Sunday

Yesterday was a very good day for football. First I watched the Chargers play a great game against the Bucs for a necessary victory. Then my sister and brother-in-law (who have NFL Sunday Ticket) invited me over to catch the Broncos-Bills game. It was a knuckle-biter, and the expression on Shanahan’s face could have been a Christmas gift alone. Thank you, Buffalo. This Sunday night will be epic.

Pro Bowl

Why isn’t Philip Rivers in the Pro Bowl? Even if you’re not a Chargers fan, the fact is that he’s got the highest quarterback rating and tied for most thrown TDs in the league.

Also, Brett Favre sucks giant horse balls that are almost as big as his swollen tear ducts.  Do we really want to reward his past year’s behavior?

Chargers

I am shaking with this win. I am SO glad we kept watching to the end.

Petco Park is a beloved ball park of mine, even though I’m a Dodgers fan. Aside from the fact that it’s clean, new, and beautiful, when they’re not playing the Dodgers, I usually root for the Padres to win (unless they’re in a tight race for the division win, but that’s not something I’ve worried about in a long time). I still maintain that I’m 2 for 2 when it comes to my presence in Petco Park being good luck for the Padres whenever they face the Dbacks. Anyway, with the Padres doing so terribly this season, I haven’t had the heart to give much crap to the Padres fans that surround me, and I can’t gloat about the last 2 games in which the Padres have faced the Dodgers. Instead, to cheer them up, I am including a photo of the Padres celebrating their victory over the Dbacks when Gerut hit a home run for a walk-off win.

I am also including photos of the faithful friars who attended the game and a glimpse of Reina’s new haircut. It looks terrific.

A couple of my Columbia friends, Ben and his girlfriend Mary, received tickets in the all-you-can-eat pavilion sponsored by am pm at Dodger Stadium. Until they invited us to join them, I hadn’t even known of this pavilion’s existence. It was nice to watch the game from a completely different perspective. First of all, we were on field level. Second, I was now close to the outfielders, rather than the pitcher and home plate. I had never watched a pro game from this distance nor this level. It was fun.

You can see from the angle of the photo how close we were.

We had a great time, despite the White Sox annihilating us at the end of the game. I maintain that Lowe played an amazing game. We just couldn’t get any runs.

Here are my friends Ben and Mary (thank you so much for the tickets and the time!):

Jason always manages to cut off the logo on this t-shirt:

The food was saltier and kind of stale compared to the food you get in the regular sections, but I made great use of the free drinks - and the food was FREE! We ate at least $50 worth of food per person.

I Heart P. Rivers

Big Mouth Has Become Rivers’s Trademark

Some gems:

- For all of the reasons to celebrate Philip Rivers – his emergence as a Pro Bowl passer in his first year as a starter, his impeccable off-the-field behavior, his exceptionally gutsy effort in last year’s AFC Championship game after having torn his anterior cruciate ligament the week before – the fifth-year quarterback heads into the 2008 season as a 6-foot-5, 228-pound target.

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That, of course, was the real story. But do a word-association game with the typical NFL fan – or player – outside of San Diego County, and Rivers is likely to provoke a far less complimentary response than courageous or heroic.

Both words applied last January in frigid Foxborough, Mass., where Rivers summoned what seemed to be a medical miracle. Having torn the ACL in his right knee in the Chargers’ divisional playoff upset of the defending champion Colts in Indy, Rivers had an arthroscopic procedure to clean out the area the following day and set his sights on playing in the AFC Championship game six days later. With the knee heavily taped underneath a stabilizing brace, Rivers braved the 23-degree temperature (and a wind chill of nine degrees) at Gillette Stadium and hung tough against the undefeated Patriots, completing 19 of 37 passes for 211 yards in a 21-12 defeat.

That effort elevated Rivers in the eyes of his teammates, who already appreciated him for his intelligence and cool under fire. “That he played at all was amazing,” Chambers says. “He really proved a lot.”

- But in leading the Chargers to victories in their final six regular season games and first two playoff contests, Rivers completed 133 of 214 passes (62.1 percent) for 1,656 yards, throwing 14 touchdowns and only five interceptions for a cumulative passer rating of 98.2.

- To his credit, Rivers resists all efforts to play up his improbable effort in the AFC Championship game. This is yet another indication that Rivers, the son of an Alabama high school football coach, doesn’t possess the prima donna tendencies expected of him by many of his critics.

- You have to love Chris Chambers, too, and even more for what he says about his beloved quarterback: “He holds no punches, whether he’s talking to our guys or guys on (the opposing) defense. It rubs a lot of people the wrong way. But we know him. We know what he’s about inside. And that’s the guy we want leading our team.”

I had planned on devoting my morning to studying and working on my statistics homework, but while eating breakfast this morning, I made the mistake of reading Lee Klein’s “All Aboard the Bloated Boat: Arguments in Favor of Barry Bonds.” Lee Klein is a talented and intelligent writer, but his arguments infuriated me.

One of them was that Barry Bonds is being punished for being a great baseball player who dared to dream of becoming a legend. “And it was this drive to be baseball’s best - not just of his era, but of all time - that may have compelled him to take a legal substance, widely used by power hitters and pitchers alike, on which he began to compete more with history than with contemporaries who once walked him 232 times in one season. He was that good.” (Klein, 229) Klein appears to be impressed that Bonds is so good, that by using steroids, he can break records. Wow, that good, eh? So good that by taking steroids, he can hit more home runs than pro players not using drugs? I am more than willing to admit that I know very little about the history of baseball and how rampant drug use is among professional players. My interest in baseball so far is mostly limited to the Dodgers, and this interest began the summer of 2006 after my dinner date with Jason when Johann checked his Blackberry and informed me to “go fuck [myself] because [my] fucking Dodgers won” (for those of you unfamiliar with Johann, most of my conversations with him have continued along that exact same line and he has become a dear friend). Although my interest in baseball is limited and recent, I do not believe that every single professional MLB player with any talent at all is using steroids, as Klein implies. Klein goes on to say that if any of us took steroids, we could never be that good. NO ONE DOUBTS THIS, and no one has claimed otherwise. I think if players like Ken Griffey, Jr., were on drugs, he could have surpassed Bonds’ talent - that is what I don’t like about Bonds’ steroid abuse. Enlighten me here: when Klein says that Bonds is using a legal substance, does he mean that it is legally obtained, or that it is legal to use to enhance your performance in professional baseball? If it were legal to use this substance to enhance your performance during MLB games, then what is the brou-ha-ha all about? And why doesn’t everyone use it? Many players are good, unbelievably good, and I do not doubt that they dream of making history with their abilities, but they have the integrity to stick to a more natural talent. It is not fair to say that Bonds is the only one with enormous pressure to do well (Klein states this earlier in the article - devotes pages to this, actually). Bonds is not the only player with unusual talent, and it is not fair for him to make history without relying on this talent alone, the way that other players are.

Another argument was the oft-used, never appropriate (IMHO): “bad things are happening in the world, and people who care about the integrity of sports are conspirators trying to take the attention off of the world’s more pressing problems.” Yes, bad things are happening in the world, but questioning the integrity and fairness of using performance-enhancing drugs in a professional sport is not a conspiracy theory to mask inflating gas prices and the housing crisis. One of the beautiful things about sports is that we have some measure of control in making things fair, and balancing the playing field. We can set up rules and regulations to achieve some measure of equality (this is also one of the founding beliefs of our great nation). Sports is one way in which people can demonstrate and present their talent we enjoy seeing on display. I, personally, think of it as athletic evolution. It is quite exciting to see what the human body is capable of achieving. Banning steroids as one method is one such way of preserving the beauty of the game (and this belief I have that baseball players have a natural talent to accomplish something amazing). Anyway, there are bad things happening in the world, and I hope people are not ignoring them, but if we can prevent bad things from happening in the beautiful world of sports, then let’s not let sports be one area in which bad things are happening. Cheating is cheating, and everyone is NOT doing it, so let’s punish the ones that are blatantly ignoring rules that have been set in place for clear reasons.

The main argument appeared to be that everyone is on drugs if they have ever consumed anything non-organic, so Bonds is actually the poster boy of the American way. We should care more about these hormones instead of Bonds’ steroid use. The very first counter-argument in my mind is that: Consuming non-organic produce is not illegal, but Bonds’ actions were/are illegal, so this is a terrible comparison. It’s more of a lack of a comparison. Klein makes other ridiculous statements, like: the Beatles used drugs beginning with the Rubber Soul album, so if you like that album, or any of their albums after that one, you have to burn them if you think drugs are bad. I don’t understand why Klein accuses us of hypocrisy for focusing on cheating in the world of professional sports. He calls this a benign crime, but I don’t think it’s benign to other professional ball players. Klein also says that in a world with added hormones, why are we surprised that a ball player is trying to bloat his talent the same way that we bloat ourselves? There are a million counter-arguments to these arguments, but I am not versed in philosophical names for bad arguments. Anyway, I don’t think cheating in sports is the American ideal. I think most of what we do is with the intent of promoting equality, usually with the mistake of overdoing it.

All right, I am exhausted now: conclusion to follow later.

Congratulations

… to the Detroit Red Wings for winning the coveted Cup!

I heart P. Rivers.

Interview

Dodger Stadium

Jason and I went on our first Dodger Stadium date together last Saturday. Patti won some great seats through a raffle or something, and she gave me the tickets as a ‘thank you’ for babysitting my nieces. We’ve been to several games at Petco, but this was a special date, as it marked Jason’s first trip to Dodger Stadium. I warned him about how ghetto it was compared to Petco, but as we had really good seats, I could see why Jason thought I was crazy. It was nice to be able to appreciate Dodger Stadium as one of the Great Baseball Stadiums of America, and it’s been around for so long. When they renovated parts of it, they managed to maintain the retro feel of the place.

Anyway, I forced Jason to eat a Super Dodger Dog (I prefer these to Pink’s) and garlic fries. So tasty, and since it was a toasty evening, the garlic fries stayed warm (as much as I love Oakland Coliseum’s garlic fries, the frigid temperature allows you to eat a maximum of 2 fries before they turn icy-cold). I actually got sick from overdosing on garlic that night. The game was exciting at first, but then it turned into “Dodgers’ batting practice,” as Jason sourly dubbed it. If I hadn’t had so much food in my lap, I would have been jumping to my feet every 5 minutes, to cheer for the amazing Dodger fielding or batting. I do think the lack of tension allowed Jason to exit the stadium safely after the game, stab-free. It was such a blowout that people didn’t have the energy or desire to give Jason any lip. The Padres won the series on Sunday, though.

Jackie Chan threw the opening pitch:

My beautiful stadium:

Jason tried to make sure my shirt’s logo wouldn’t show up in the picture:

Young pitching us a home run hit:

I think this is Furcal, about to hit a home run:

Ethier, one of my favorites, getting some swings on deck:

Saito closing out the game:

I love getting action shots of baseball players because all of the body motions/forms in baseball are very beautiful. The stance, the balance, the movement and follow-through… Sports are just beautiful.

Dodgers!

I feel so out of it. I haven’t been keeping up with trades and all, but I was very happy with today’s season opener. Dodgers managed to shut down the Giants, 5 - 0. I just finished watching the Pads game, 4-0, also very nice (especially because that dick, Valverde, is on the Astros now). I had told Jason around the 7th inning that we’d see which team got the better shut-out. Dodgers beat the Padres!!! And now Jason won’t talk to me, for some odd reason.

I am not a basketball fan, so I was very bored when football season ended. I am very happy that baseball season has begun. I also really, really need to invest in some Dodgers gear. Until I do, here’s the best I can do:

I wanted to rear-end this car so badly. Fortunately for the driver, a cop was with us most of the way.

As if being a Pats fan weren’t bad enough, he’s got a USC Trojan sticker in the lower left corner.

Charrrrgers!

Boy, is Johann mad. Is he ever mad. Boy, am I happy. Am I ever happy. This game was a big deal to me because the Raiders were leading the AFC West, and I wanted everyone to know that the Broncos game wasn’t a fluke. These past 2 games showed the Chargers playing like the kick-ass team that they are. I’m hoping they keep it up; the conclusion of last season was a huge letdown, and I’m hoping they got losing games out of their system for the rest of the season.

Charge!!

I love my Chargers, and I hope the Broncos game signals the beginning of something amazing… I am so naming my next adopted pet Philip Rivers.

Ah, Philip Rivers… Can any Chargers fan not like this guy? Last season was beautiful (and heartbreaking), and this season will be even better.

Click on this picture to read an article that will make you fall in love with this guy:

And this picture of the former Chargers coach is just hilarious:

Athletes I Love

I was on the forums today and someone posted her fantasy football picks. I hadn’t heard about Kyle Boller in a long time, and all I remembered were his looks and that he brought Cal’s glory back after I graduated. I looked him up in Google Images, and was blown away yet again by his stunning good looks. Next up: Philip Rivers.

This is him with Miss California Teen USA 2005. They are another pair of people that could give birth to a new breed of superior beings.

Hoisted into the air for winning the Big Game:

Dear God: Thank you for giving us Kyle Boller. He brought victory to Cal and his face is real nice-looking. I’m sure his body is, too.

Team in Training

My friend Stella is getting closer to reaching her goal! She has actually been running and training pretty intensely for this, and I think this is the most intense physical activity she has ever gone through in her life. This benefits the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society.

You can make a donation to the cause here: http://www.active.com/donate/tntgsf/stellayang

Keep it up, Stel! We’re all very proud of you.

A very close friend of mine, Stella, is running a half marathon to benefit the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. I must mention that she HATES exercise of any sort (with a passion), so I am very proud of her for participating in this.

Here’s her website if you can help by making a donation: http://www.active.com/donate/tntgsf/stellayang

I hope I get to post a picture of her running later. Heehee.

Kevan, Rachel, Jason and I went to the Honda Center on Saturday to celebrate the Stanley Cup win with over 15,000 other fans. We got free Wienerschnitzel, bottles of water, and Lay’s potato chips. The best part of the night was the Ducks’ entrance. They rode on top of a double-decker bus and were escorted by fire trucks. Scott and Rob Niedermeyer and Chris Pronger arrived in a helicopter, bearing the Cup.

What a beautiful headline. Brian and I screamed our heads off at B.J.’s in Cerritos when the clock ran out. At long last… California (Southern, no less!) has the Cup. NOW people will acknowledge that the Ducks are the greatest team in the NHL today! For those few who care about the NHL, sigh…

And yes, I heart Getzlaff.