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Odds & Sods For Saturday, September 28th

Item The First: On Friday I tried to donate platelets at the local Red Cross Donation Center. To say the least, it didn’t go well. On Wednesday and Thursday I got e-mails and reminder calls, all of which instructed me to make sure I was well hydrated, drink extra, and so on. OK, no problem. Then when I get there they put in the needles (one in each arm) and tell me to sit tight for two hours. This raises some concerns. THEN they add this anti-coagulant to the return stream so that I can make it through the whole procedure. (This is normal operating procedure.) The problem is that this anti-coagulant is also an excellent diuretic. Lots of fluids + lots of diuretic = I’m not sitting anywhere for two hours without a catheter or adult diapers, neither of which was provided. Epic fail.

Item The Second: Make note of the name Nick Sloane. Mr. Sloane is the salvage master who lead the team of over five hundred experts to lift the Costa Concordia off of the rocks and slowly flip it back upright off the coast of Giglio, Italy. (Stories here and here, with a great time-lapse video here.)

Item The Third: I really liked the story I wrote this week for the Flash Fiction Challenge. I was on the fourth edit and getting really, really close to being done with it Thursday night when I realized that it was already 11:55 PM. I posted the story quickly with no further edits. Thinking about it more on Friday, I think the one thing that I would change is the last line. Instead of “That’s when I saw it.”, I would have it be, “That’s when I saw it – now I was in trouble.” More cliffery and hangery.

Item The Fourth: When I left for that appointment at the Red Cross on Friday morning, I was about two blocks from home when I realized that I had not double checked the gate to the back yard after the gardeners were there on Thursday afternoon. I did a quick trip around the block and got back just in time to see Jessie pushing the gate open, seeing me pulling up, and trying to go to full reverse to get back inside the gate before it closed behind her. She’s had another taste of freedom, and the road calls to her.

Item The Fifth: Three weeks into the NFL season, no one is particularly surprised to see the Patriots, Broncos, Saints, or Seahawks undefeated at 3-0. And no one’s too surprised to see the Jaguars at 0-3. BUT…

I’d like a show of hands of those who thought that in addition to those teams, the Bears, Dolphins, and my beloved KC Chiefs would be undefeated, and the Steelers, Redskins, Vikings, and Giants would all be winless at 0-3. In addition, the Chiefs are four point favorites for tomorrow morning’s game against the New York Giants. I like this. I could get used to this. Especially when by this time tomorrow we’ll be 4-0.

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Kings & Chiefs

(HEADS UP – If you hate sports, just can’t see what all of the fuss is about, or are just one of those folks who choose to look down on all sports for whatever reason – I’ll see you tomorrow, you don’t have to read further. It’s a sports rant today.)

Very early on after starting this blog I wrote a minor rant about some of my sports-based passions. At that time the LA Kings were just starting their run in the NHL playoffs and the LA Angels were already starting to disappoint about a month into their MLB season.

Now the seasons have turned, literally in the sports-related sense. The Angels are about two weeks away from the blessed ending of another thoroughly forgettable year and the Kings are playing their first pre-season game, with the season starting for real the first week in October. Best of all, the NFL season has started and my beloved KC Chiefs look like they’ll suck a lot less than they did last year!

The Angels will make a great case study for Harvard Business School or some sports management program. They’ve gone out for the last several years in a row and paid a TON of money to free agent players who have failed to produce anything like the numbers they were expected to. Albert Pujols, Josh Hamilton, and (don’t even get me started on) Vernon Wells — big money, long term contracts, and mediocre performance from them all.

On the other hand, the Angels have gotten amazing production from some of their rookies and younger players. Mike Trout won the AL Rookie of the Year award last year and his sophomore year has been even better. This year’s rookies JB Shuck, Collin Cowgill, Kole Calhoun, Andrew Romine, Luis Jimenez, and Grant Green have all produced as well or better than the high-priced free agents, once enough injuries happened to let them be brought up from the minors. Maybe it’s because they’re hungrier to make it, maybe it’s just because they’re younger, but whatever it is, they’re doing a better job. Meanwhile, the team is stuck with hundreds of millions of dollars in salaries for the next ten years or so for players who aren’t producing now and will likely be producing less at the end of those contracts.

Interesting business model.

Meanwhile with thirteen games left we’re in third place, sixteen games out in the division. That’s not good math. In the wildcard we’re still alive mathematically, 9.5 games back, but we would have to jump over five different teams to get a playoff spot, and that’s not going to happen in this version of reality. We’re at 72-77, five games under .500, and the only realistic “goal” the Angels have for the last two weeks is to perhaps at least have a winning season. Whoopie!

When last we left the Kings, they were starting their playoff run, trying to defend their 2011-2012 Stanley Cup Championship. The Kings did really well in the playoffs, winning nine of the sixteen games necessary to hold onto the Cup. They beat the St. Louis Blues 4-2 in the first round and the San Jose Sharks 4-3 in the second round, before falling to the Chicago Blackhawks 1-4 in the Western Conference Finals. It was a glorious run and I had on my jersey for every game and was blowing the Joyous Vuvuzela of Victory with every goal, even if that meant hauling it across the country and blowing it in hotels and in the homes of relatives. (The relatives knew the job was dangerous when I married into the family, the hotels, not so much.)

As the new season starts, I’m really looking forward to another winning campaign and again being a contender for the Stanley Cup. Having won it once, I would like to see my favorite team win it again, and this year I would like to be there in the crowd on the night they dance it around.

Finally, after enduring in agony a miserable 2-14 year in 2012, it was with renewed hope that I (and about a half million fellow Chiefs fans) looked forward to this season with a new general manager, a new coach, a new quarterback, and a new attitude. So far we haven’t been disappointed. Today we had our first home game and won a close one over a good team (Dallas Cowboys) and that makes me happy. This upcoming week we’re the premium Thursday night game in Philadelphia against the Eagles. That should be a real treat.

I don’t really expect the Chiefs to be in the Super Bowl this year after posting a 2-14 record last year (not that I would object to that happening, mind you) but it will be great to be competitive again. I know that it’s a rebuilding year and that 8-8 would be a spectacular improvement over last year. And let’s face it, 7-9 would be OK, probably, kind of. Even 6-10. Maybe. On the other hand, if we catch a couple of breaks, 9-7 or 10-4 isn’t completely out of the question and that might get us into the playoffs. Right?

Just sayin’…

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Stuck In The Middle Blues

A few items from the current headlines and from our personal life:

  • Fourteen baseball players got huge suspensions and penalties for getting caught again using illegal performance enhancing drugs – the record books mean just about nothing these days since many of the current records were set by players who were or were suspected to be “juiced”.
  • At our grocery store we’re now forced to either check out our own groceries (a process which fails more often than it succeeds and they only have one person to assist a dozen terminals as things go FUBAR) or wait in increasingly long lines caused by only having one or two of the eight regular checkout aisles open. Yet every couple of years we have to endure even worse service and even less selection when the union goes on strike, sometimes for months and months. Oh, and we now get a choice of either bagging our own groceries or taking even longer at checkout to wait for the groceries to be properly crushed by the union employees.
  • We’ve got a dozen or more channels on our cable television that are now showing propaganda from Time Warner Cable – no CBS or Showtime or KCAL. They’re predicting that this particular little pissing contest might drag on for weeks, until the return of the NFL games gets consumers really, Really, REALLY pissed off instead of just really pissed off.
  • At least we have the NFL this year. Last year we didn’t have the referees and it was a joke. A few years ago we didn’t have players and it was a bigger joke. The NHL season last year was cut to about half its normal length by a strike/lockout, and a few years ago those yahoos managed to cancel an entire season.
  • In San Francisco, BART went on strike last month for several days, completely snarling the city. They went back to work for a month-long “cooling off period”, but that’s expired now and the only reason they weren’t on strike again this morning and again shutting down the city was because the governor stepped in. That will only buy a few days and then we’re right back to our brinksmanship.
  • Congress. The White House. The state legislature. (Any state.) The city council. Does any one have any level of government that isn’t totally a partisan collection of completely incompetent buffoons? Doesn’t matter the party, doesn’t matter your affiliation. It’s the blind leading the blind, six of one and half a dozen of the other.

The common thread in all of these stories (and dozens more just like it every day) is that the common people, you and I, get the short end of the stick every single time.

Do CBS and Time Warner Cable lose anything significant in their dispute? Not really, and eventually they’ll come to an agreement that will be identical to the agreement they could have come to last week. But the little guy that just wants to watch television at night gets screwed.

Do any of the millionaire athletes or billionaire owners lose anything when they go toe to toe for months? You know better. But the devoted fans who live for the games turn bitter and disillusioned, while tens of thousands of minimum wage employees and small businesses who provide parking and tickets and food and security and cleaning and a thousand other things at the games all get to go unemployed. They’re missing meals, they’re losing their homes, they’re going broke – how many athletes or owners missed meals or lost their homes?

Same thing about the unions and the stores and the unions and the transit managers and the unions and the hospitals and… After months of angst, suffering, and sometimes violence, they’ll come to the exact same agreement that they could have done earlier to avoid the problem. Then they’ll both “declare victory” and claim that they did it “for us”.

That’s the salt in the wound.

Look at what CBS and TWC are telling the press, putting on billboards, and putting on full-page newspaper ads. Each side claims that they’re doing what they’re doing in order to help you and me, to protect you and me from the big, bad other guy.

BULLSHIT.

Maybe they’re so delusional and drowning in the corporate koolaid that they truly believe that. Maybe they’re truly so full of their own stupidity to even realize how blind and ignorant they are, something that’s only too clear to us.

Or more likely, they’re fully aware of what BS they’re spreading, and they’re fully aware that we know that they’re raining BS down on us – THEY JUST DON’T CARE.

We’re cannon fodder to them, the little guys stuck in the middle, and they can continue to redefine the limits of arrogance and ignorance. It’s just a game to them.

Politicians, labor leaders, civic leaders, owners, athletes, captains of industry – none of them care. It’s guaranteed that none of them are “leaders” by any definition of the term that I grew up with. If they were, they would solve the problems before they became crises. They would work their butts off to make it better instead of deliberately making it worse.

Yeah. Let’s wait for that to happen. Can anyone name the last time that one of these “leaders” did his or her job and actually “led”, actually solved problems, actually got their job done and earned their millions and billions?

Maybe if 500,000 cable subscribers this month didn’t pay their bill and turned in their cable boxes, would that get their attention? If a couple million voters signed recall petitions and demanded there be a “None of the Above” option on the ballot, would Congress notice? If the baseball, football, basketball, hockey, and soccer stadiums were 99% empty for a year or two and no one bought jerseys or memorabilia to put millions in the athlete’s pockets, would they wise up?

It’ll never happen. We don’t have any leaders who are supposed to be leaders, and we most certainly don’t have any leaders to lead the masses in the middle out of that rut and out of harm’s way.

I wish that I were wrong.

Freakin’ idiots.

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UC Davis Graduation

Very, very long, busy, good day.

Daughter Kat graduated from UC Davis with a BA in Japanese and a minor in music. We are very proud of her.

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The Joyous Vuvuzela of Victory got blown many times, although outside, since they wouldn’t let me bring in into the ceremony.

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This evening, we went to a minor league baseball game on a whim, and it turned out to not only be fireworks night, but “Star Wars” night!

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Later, it’s bed time!!

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Odds & Sods For Friday, May 17th

Item The First: When the gravitationally challenged cat is just falling asleep on your lap and you shove your phone into your jeans pocket right underneath her head causing her to come abruptly awake thinking that there’s something large crawling down your leg in your pants, she will extend all weapons, make an odd sound, levitate about three feet into the air (helped in part by using said weapons to dig into your soon-to-be bleeding flesh), and go tearing out of the room while looking back over her shoulder wondering WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT! Despite the potential pain and loss of blood, this is pretty funny.

Item The Second: For those not keeping score at home, my beloved MLB Angels continue to pretty much suck big-time this year. For the second year in a row the team has made huge payroll moves and signed big name free agents so that on paper we’re unstoppable and should easily win 100+ games. Instead we’re on a pace to easily lose 100+ games. This does not amuse me.

Item The Third: On the other hand, my beloved NHL Kings have found their stride in the playoffs and have now won six games in a row, beating St. Louis in the first round and now leading San Jose 2-0 in the second round. The Joyous Vuvuzela Of Victory continues to sing, and the neighbors haven’t yet called the police. This brings me joy.

Item The Fourth: I got a bit more good news today on the potential employment front. Without getting into details, I got word regarding one of the better opportunities so far. I’m told that I did well on this week’s panel interview (after first getting my resume looked at to begin with and then passing the written accounting skills test) and I’m now on the short list for the one position that’s open. Let’s hope for the best!

And now the cat beast has recovered her wits enough to remember that she hasn’t been fed yet tonight. My master summons me! I must fulfill my primary function, the main reason that I was endowed with opposable thumbs!

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Kings & Angels

No, not the next Dan Brown novel. This is a fair warning for those just getting to know me. I will rant about sports on occasion.

It’s been a thing for about as long as I can remember. As a kid growing up in Kansas City I was devoted to my A’s and Chiefs, learned to love those lovable losing Cubs in Chicago, and in high school my mother got seriously frustrated at times with my sour moods after my high school football or basketball teams lost. (Our high school football teams lost A LOT…)

These days I’m following my beloved Angels and Kings here in Los Angeles. This leads to certain highs and lows, as any sports fan will tell you.

While the Kings have been playing pretty well in the shortened NHL season, grabbing the #5 playoff seed in the West, as the defending Stanley Cup champions (last year’s playoffs were very exciting and made me very happy!) we’re expecting the best from them. Last night was Game One against St. Louis and it was thrilling, right up until the end. I was standing by for the whole game with The Joyous Vuvuzela of Victory, which gets blown every time the Kings score. (The dog and cat don’t like it. The long-suffering wife probably doesn’t like it either but she loves me so she’s stuck she cuts me some slack.) The Kings were down 1-0 for most of the game but pulled the goalie and tied it with less than a minute to go, sending the game to sudden death overtime.

Then in OT my favorite player, goalie Johnathan Quick, made a completely boneheaded move and we lost. (I’m sure you can find a video of it on You Tube – or on this Friday’s “Not Top Ten” on ESPN. It might unseat Sanchez’s “Butt Fumble” as The Worst Of The Worst.) I used words my mother would not have approved of. The Joyous Vuvuzela of Victory wept. It took a while for me to realize that Quick was the reason we were still in that game to begin with (if he hadn’t been hot all night in goal we would have been down 0-5 or so at the end of the first period) and he’ll come through next time.

Talk about highs and lows!

And then there’s the Angels. Last year we picked up a few huge superstar free agents and were supposed to dominate the league. Instead we rarely got out of first gear, had a couple of outstanding performances from certain players, but then missed the playoffs. Again. This year we picked up another superstar free agent and were everyone’s pick to be the first team to go 162-0. (Well, close, at least.) In March I even got to go to three days of spring training in Phoenix with my son. It was glorious and wonderful. This whole year was going to be glorious and wonderful, and the Angels were going to dominate and spend October winning the World Series again!

Instead we’ve pretty much sucked all year with lousy starting pitching, a worse bullpen, anemic hitting, and an almost complete inability to hit with runners in scoring position. This occasionally leaves me feeling a little blue, which might be good if I were a Dodgers fan, but I’m not.

In thinking about what might be causing the Angels’ performance problems, I have a couple of working theories. (Mind you, I’m a tech geek with a degree in physics, I’m not superstitious at all, don’t believe in sympathetic or any other kind of magic, and I fully realize that my theories are total BS. But they’re fun.)

First, the long-suffering wife has correctly pointed out that prior to last season we got rid of two of our favorite TV announcers, Rex Hudler and Steve Physioc. They’re now working for the Kansas City Royals, who are doing surprisingly well, while we have stumbled and stuttered. So maybe it’s not us, maybe it’s Rex and Steve…

Second, I really admire our current announcers for their professionalism in the face of the team failing to meet expectations and under performing so badly. If we were a really lousy team (trust me, really lousy Angels teams have existed over the years) it would be easier to accept.  But Victor Rojas and Mark Gubicza always stay calm, where I would be screaming, ranting, and wondering on the air how these guys can make the mistakes they do. So maybe it’s Victor & Guby’s fault. Maybe they need to be more like Bob Uecker in “Major League” when we don’t play up to our potential, venting a bit, pissing and moaning.

Maybe it’s like in “Bull Durham”, where the manager needs to throw some equipment and scare a few people in order to get their attention. I know that’s not Mike Scioscia’s style – you can’t tell from Mike’s expression if the Angels are ahead by ten or losing by ten. But maybe that reputation for always maintaining an even strain would make the impact of such a tantrum all the more potent.

Or maybe I just watch too many baseball movies. (That’s the craziest theory of all – we all know that there’s just no such thing as too many baseball movies!)

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