Friday, September 16, 2011

What's Wrong with Baseball in the Summer? Part 5

Well today is the finale of my summer baseball series. And this subject really gets me amped up. It actually is an issue no matter what team is playing, or what sport is being played.

I hate that fan who wears a jersey or hat or shirt from another team not playing in the game. You go to a Texas Rangers and they are playing the Minnesota Twins. Normal enough you're gonna see plenty of Texas gear, and some Twins gear, because let's be honest Texas is a transplant state (people move here from places like New Jersey, New York, Minnesota, Ohio, etc. all the time, I mean come on, we have plenty of jobs and no state income tax...). But while you're at that Rangers v. Twins match-up you see some douche bag fan rocking a Derek Jeter t-shirt jersey.

I understand if you're a Yankees fan. I understand if you're a Yankees fan in D/FW watching a game at the ballpark. I understand if you're a Yankees fan at the Rangers game rocking Yankee gear when the Bronx Bombers are in Arlington playing a game. What I don't understand is why you're wearing an ugly navy New York jersey at a game featuring no teams from the northeast at all. I mean I would even not mind a Yankees fan rocking his gear if the Red Sox were in town...

I hate it. You're not cool because you own a Jeter shirt. You look like a total douche. But there is of course one thing worse than that: when a fan is rocking a team from a different sport and area then the teams currently playing. Imagine yourself at the same previously mentioned game featuring the Rangers and Twins. You're just enjoying a well pitched game by C.J. Wilson, and bam, in walks a fan rocking a Lakers jersey. Some loser just rocked a purple and gold tank top jersey to a baseball game that (1) had no basketball teams playing in it, (2) featured no teams from California, and (3) was likely being played when no basketball was actually going on.

Absolutely ridiculous. So the next time you're at a sporting event, either wear team gear that correlates with the sport and the game being played, or just wear a non-sports related article of clothing. Don't be that douche, it is the opposite of being awesome.

(I apologize for the inconvenience of having no picture to show you what I mean. I couldn't find anything via Google, and I continuously forgot to snap a picture of it at Rangers games this summer. If I happen to see it at any of the remaining games, I promise to snap a shot. So to make up for it for now, here is a snap shot of me in Rangers garb from last years World Series game 3 against San Fransisco with ESPN's Tim Kurkjian. I'm also carrying a drum, just like my grandfather Zonk does.)

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Who Could Forget? 10 Years After.

My parents still remember where they were when Kennedy was shot. Our generation had our own date to remember, 9/11/01. I still remember where I was.

Dallas Christian High School, Junior English class. We were pulled out of class early and taken to our auditorium (where we had chapel daily) and the entire high school was told at the same time. I remember many people were in disbelief, and there was one girl whose dad was in New York at the time for work, and she left to go call home.

As we were young, a lot of the talk was going to war. We weren't really thinking about the people, just revenge, and the day wasn't even over yet.

When we went back to class, we got the news put up, and saw the videos. That's when it really began to set in. Seeing video of the second plane hitting the building and the people all around, it was intense. I remember the bombing in Oklahoma City, it was very similar, but it never really sank in the way 9/11 did. I remember a few years later seeing ground zero. I had been in New York in August a few weeks before the attacks, and this had been my first time back. My brother snapped this shot of the miracle cross.

Today is the 10 year anniversary. I still remember. I won't be forgetting any time soon. We are a proud country, always have been, and always will be. It took almost ten years, but we finally got the man responsible earlier this year. To those family members of men and women who lost their lives that day, my thoughts are with all of you today. We will always honor their loss in this great American tragedy.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

What's Wrong with Baseball in the Summer? Part 4

This one is easy. There isn't even a whole lot to write. It's the umpires.

Officiating is really pretty horrible in all sports, the NHL may have the best, but that's not saying much. People will often say that, well they're human, they make mistakes. I get that, the occasional missed ball or strike is understandable. But these people ARE in fact getting paid. So how is it that when you're only job is to watch a play, you still blow a call?

Take for example Jim Joyce's blown call (pictured right) last summer that led to a "failed" perfect game. A foot is a lot, even for a play run at full speed. And that is how bad this call was blown. It could even be argued that shitty umpiring cost the Atlanta Braves a win in the playoffs last year, I mean how does an umpire blow this call on the Buster Posey steal (pictured below)? I mean he was clearly out at every angle. What is really crazy is that not a single Brave (including Manager Bobby Cox and infielder Brooks Conrad) went out to argue this safe call...
I guess I had a little bit more to write then I first thought. But the next time you see a blown call in baseball (especially in the playoffs) or in any sport, just remember this, those guys make a lot more money than you probably do, and you are probably better at your job then they are at theirs.

Anyway, look for Part 5 soon, hopefully before the baseball playoffs begin. Until then stay awesome, and enjoy opening weekend to the NFL this week (thank the gods for instant replay...)