Archive for June, 2010

World Cup update or something

The first game I watched this year was when Ghana defeated the US team.  It was the first soccer game I’d watched in years, and it made me remember why I don’t watch soccer.

First, soccer is everyone’s game but ours, so it didn’t break my heart that we didn’t pop in and steal the world stage of what is, truly, everyone else’s sport. For us, soccer is like the gateway sport, something non-violent for our kids to do for a couple of years until they move on to another sport or the opposite sex.

Of course, there are obvious exceptions, but by and large, Americans care as much about soccer as they do curling, and it only happens every four years. Conversely, most other countries still involved in the tournament eat, sleep and breathe this sport, so I’m not going to get depressed about a country like Ghana advancing and the US going home.

All this being said, soccer pisses me off. I was watching a little special about what’s called “the Hand of God”, an illegal goal scored by Diego Maradona in a 1986 World Cup Quarterfinal against England.  Argentina would go on to defeat Germany and win the World cup.

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What you have here is intentional cheating. He couldn’t hit it with his head, so he grabbed the ball and threw it in the goal. If you don’t know much about soccer, that’s illegal.  The ref missed it and the goal counted. Four minutes later, Maradona would score what is considered to be one of the greatest, if not the greatest goal in history.

Lionel Messi, considered to be Maradona’s successor and star player on the Argentinian team, is as equally talented at volleyball as Maradona, as he would exhibit last year.

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In baseball, they have pine tar (or used to) and Vaseline under the brim of their caps. In football, they teach how to hold and push-off in subtle ways.  I guess cheating is everywhere. But usually when we find it, there’s a bit of disgrace that goes along with it. An example would be when it was discovered that the Patriots were filming signals. It tarnished their dynasty, and it should have. When we find our best home run hitters were actually just juice machines, it devalued all their accomplishments.  But it seems with soccer, getting away with cheating comes with zero disgrace, even adulation. That’s weird to me.

And it’s not only that.  At the end of the Ghana vs. US game, one of the Ghanaians laid down and feigned an injury (I know, a soccer shocker). It was obvious he was wasting time, and he took it all the way to the trainers having to bring out a stretcher to remove him. As soon as they were off the field, he got up off the stretcher and walked away.

In American football, when a guy leaves in a stretcher, the crowd either cheers as he offers the thumbs up as if to say, “Hey everyone! I’m not paralyzed!” or the crowd sits in silent prayer as the player is put into an ambulance.

In soccer, it’s as important to be a good actor as it is a good player and I find that highly annoying. I watch Ultimate Fighting and NFL football. I see bones crush, blood, mens’ limp bodies being carried away, and what I never see is one of them writhing in pain unless they are in some serious pain. I like my pain real. Call me a purist.

It really is a shame, because it’s really a great sport. Controlling anything with your feet is hard, and diving at things with your naked head, knowing full and well you’re going to hit them, is pretty impressive. Just stop being such wussy girl cheaters, please. That’s all I’m asking.

Oh yeah. Update. Here are the quarterfinal matches.

Ghana vs. Uruguay (July 2nd)

Nederlands vs. Brazil (July 2nd)

Argentina vs. Germany (July 3rd)

Paraguay vs. Spain (July 3rd)

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ABA: Another Bengal Arrested

Guess which Cincinnati Bengal got arrested this week?

If you guessed Cedric Benson you sunk my battleship!

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Cedric Benson punched a bouncer in the face on May 30 and for some reason wasn’t actually arrested for it until today.

Whatever, the upside of playing for the Bengals is that you know one of your buddies is going to know a really good criminal defense attorney.

Cedric now adds assault with injury to his growing list of “Things I have been arrested for.”

Is it wrong of me to encourage my children to become lawyers and move to Cincinnati?

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Capriati Recovering, I May Not

Jennifer Capriati is recovering from an overdose of prescription drugs. Reportedly, it was accidental.

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Capriati is known for her tennis career that began in 1988 with her holding the record for the youngest French Open Junior winner at 13 years, 2 months. Yet, she’s also known for her repeated brushes with the law, including arrests for shoplifting and marijuana possession beginning in 1993. She has been quoted by the New York Daily News as saying “If I don’t have [tennis] who am I? What am I?”

And in researching other articles for this story, I accidentally came across the supposed reason for her accidental overdose: her maybe-ex-boyfriend Dale DaBone (yes, you heard me right) is going back to porn.

Seriously? Who says “I’m so overwrought that DaBone is going to (da) bone several someones on film that I think I’ll take a handful of this crap.”?

Accidentally or on purpose? You decide, because I may never recover from the knowledge that there is actually a movie being made with the title “Batman XXX: A Porn Parody”

Kendra was shocked at the twists of this story. Kinda. But not really.

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Internal Affairs

While this may not interest all of you I’d like to take a moment to talk about the Draft Day Suit fantasy baseball league that a few of us are playing over at JHB Sports.

I’d also like to show you the standings.

Fantasy Baseball Standings

Why don’t I make people play for actual money? That is like four decent bottles of wine – or a cheap ass keg.

While, yes, this was partially to gloat, it is also to remind everyone that there are only 84 days left until football season begins – not even pre-season, but real deal NFL games that count. What I am saying is fantasy football, people.

Who is in?

Blackhawks and Stanley Cup Roll in Chicago Pride

For one day, and for a very good reason, I say “Go Hawks!”

The Stanley Cup and recently traded Chicago Blackhawks defenseman Brent Sopel and his wife appeared in today’s Chicago Pride Parade on the Chicago Gay Hockey Association’s float.  The Association asked, and the NHL said yes, simple as that. CGHA president Andrew Sobotka told the Chicago Sun-Times:

We are thrilled and honored for them to consider and accept our request. It’s just the news we wanted to hear. For the Blackhawks to do this is amazing. It is wonderful to know everyone is helping to make 2010 a year to break down barriers.

Brent Sopel and the Stanley Cup ride in today's Chicago Pride parade.

Brent Sopel and the Stanley Cup ride in today's Chicago Pride parade.

The Cup’s travels in its 100-day off-season are always interesting — it was used in 1996 to baptize Colorado Avalanche defenseman Sylvain Lefebvre’s daughter –  so its trip back from the NHL draft in L.A. yesterday was business as usual. Sopel was traded last week to the Atlanta Thrashers, but he and his wife Kelly rode anyway to  honor Brendan Burke, 21, son of U.S. Olympic hockey coach and Toronto Maple Leafs General Manager Brian Burke. Brendan, a hockey team manager at Miami University in Ohio who came out while in college, died in a February car crash. Sopel played for the Canucks when Brian Burke was the general manager.

…With Brendan coming out and then being killed four months later, that was the first thing that popped in my head. I knew Brian personally for years, and I met Brendan a couple of times… any young kid that dies like that is tragic. Nobody should have to bury their children.

It’s tough to deal with stereotypes, Sopel said, and he hopes one days “things will be clear and wide open for everybody.”

Agreed.

Now, I am not foolish enough to believe — as a diehard hockey fan — that hockey equals love and equality, or that all (or maybe even most, who knows) ice hockey players or fans are open and accepting of anyone regardless of sexual orientation.  A parade is a parade. One player’s participation, same thing.  But I do believe in progress when I see it and I am proud — as a diehard hockey fan — that the Blackhawks and by association the NHL showed up to Pride. I’m pleased that the Blackhawks took a hard-fought win that was so supported by Chicago fans to a place where it is sometimes dicey for sports teams to go. And I think it’s cool that there is a Chicago Gay Hockey Association at all, because if people need a place to feel more accepted and safe when they play or enjoy hockey, so be it.

And I just, in general, dig hockey fans. There’s my bias, right there. And to be fair to baseball, the Cubs had a float too, featuring Hall of Famer Ernie Banks and the “Go Cubs Go” theme song, so “Go Cubs” for a day, also.

I’m not saying it’s okay that it’s sometimes dicey for sports teams to go anywhere, either, but the last time I wore rose-colored glasses was sometime back in the last millennium. I understand reality. The Blackhawks were photographed celebrating the Cup win in front of a whiteboard that said Flyer Chris Pronger “is gay,” after all, shortly after the Tribune put him in a skirt and called him Chrissy. (Which really means they were calling him a woman, to be clear, which makes it offensive as well as ill-advised and no I am not sharing either picture here. The link is your friend.)

I know that there are no openly gay players in the NHL, or the NFL or the NBA, for that matter.

Are there gay players in the NHL? Probably. Definitely? I don’t know. I don’t care. And I say that with love for my team (hello, Washington Capitals, I’m kind of proud I got this far along in a post without mentioning you,) other players who impress me and a sport that makes me crazy and that I love all the same. And I can honestly say that I don’t care very much about their personal lives as long as they’re not doing anything really off the wall, in which case I’ll pay attention because, well, what would I write about?

But if a hockey player did come out? I’d so support him for saying out loud who he was and how he lives his life. Why not? And beyond that, I would wish on him no kind of discrimination or fallout from his choice to speak up. I would know he would get it, from some places and people, but I would not wish it for him and I would be sad if he did.

And if he were a Washington Capital and helped to win us a Stanley Cup? I would care even less about his personal life, just saying, but I’d be, somehow, prouder of my team.  It’s a little complicated that way, I guess, but just as today I say “hell yeah” to the Cubs and the Blackhawks, to Brent Sopel and Ernie Banks, to the National Hockey League and to Major League Baseball, I’d say it to him too.

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