Tradition, marketing and the 3rd person

 I wonder what happened to tradition in sports sometimes.  Last night, the Rays gave away 20,000 tickets to see a game for a playoff bound team.  How did they choose to give the additional 40,000 eyes a better show?  Plaid caps.  That’s right.  Plaid caps.  They looked like Bear Bryant or Carrie from Sex in the City with a Burberry-esque print on the bill of their caps.  It reminded me of when the Yanks rolled out new batting practice hats a few years back.  One of the longest standing uniforms in sports was somewhat soiled by adding a clear marketing ploy. 

The marketing of sports is comical at times.  ESPN has a minimum of 5 on-air personalities camped outside the Miami Heat’s practice facility.  They have just announced there will be near 24/7 coverage of their time at camp.  I don’t care about the NBA and REALLY don’t care about their camps.  Overkill?  I literally laughed and wondered if it was April Fool’s when they announced the camp coverage.

Onto what appears to be a normal occurrence, misbehaving defensive backs in football.  Nick Collins, DB of the Green Bay Packers is this weeks winner.  Captured on video, Nick fired his mouthpiece into the crowd and got into a shouting match with fans after their bitter rivalry game versus the Bears on Monday night.  Supposedly someone shouted racial slurs at him.  He apologized for his actions on Wednesday.  His apology sounded something like this, “I’d like to apologize to Nick Collins’ fans.”  Really?  Was it easier to say that than “I’d like to apologize to my fans?”  There is nothing in sports that is a bigger pet-peeve of mine than when athletes go 3rd person.  It is an absolute joke.

Speaking of the non-stop Miami Heat coverage, what if ESPN took “The Decision” a step further.  Think about it, what if they gave 24/7 coverage of Lebron 365.  We could have “The Breakfast” and “The Christmas”.  It would be great.  Scrambled eggs and waffles with LeBron or waking up with Lebron on Christmas and opening gifts with him in the room.  In 3D of course.

No Fun Club

My wife and I spoke about our finances yesterday which is always fun in this type of economy. We spoke with our financial advisor earlier in the day and he sounded as if he had all the hope and change he could stomach. That’s always re-assuring when the guy watching your money sounds suicidal. When I got home, we spoke of how much car we can afford. I don’t think I’ll be getting that Ferrari I wanted. However, considering I am rocking a blueberrry-colored minivan currently, I am ready for a used Kia at this point. There’s nothing like having a 35th birthday approach when you are driving around in a rental minivan to help keep a mid-life crisis at bay.

What else is going on? Looking forward to the Jets distancing themselves from the rest of the pack on Sunday.

Thanks for all the comments and replies. This is a fun lil outlet for me.

Gimme a dolla

I rarely have bad days.  At least, not to the point where I say, “what in the name of Helio Castroneves is going on?”  Let me tell you how great yesterday was.  

10:00am – conference call – Lou, my engineer and three members of a company were scheduled to be on the call, calling in from England.  Engineer has been AWOL for 3 days.  No one has heard anything from him.  In the corporate world, this qualifies as high drama.  Found that out at 9:59. As I waited to start the conference call, 4 other people were on the call that I did not know. Turns out, my manager took my conference call info for a separate call with a troll that sits next to me that has been known to fall asleep and snore at her desk and used it for a call at the same time.  Lots of cross-talk on the line, some with a limey accent, some with a Jersey accent. 

RESULT – The US based person calls me on my cell and I explained the mix-up.  I say that my engineer called in sick and apologized for the mix-up. He said “this is not good and this will hurt us getting the deal with the European folks”. Awesome.

Fast forward to Lunch – Drop off my car at the mechanic.  While en route, an account due to install today calls to complain that that has now been pushed back a week.  They move in this Thursday and do not have any other options for phone and internet connectivity.  Awesome.  Get some tin cans and a string.

1:00pm – Hear from the mechanic and he says, “sit down for a minute”.  For the love of Dick Chaney this is gonna hurt.  Turns out the radiator and transmission might be shot. $1,100-4,000 or scrap it. 

3:00pm – Walk back into the office and the calls and emails re: the now delayed installation intensify.

At this point, I need a little help to get back to my day.  I look to the vending machine for help.  It eats my dollar.  It’s 3:13.

As I limp to the finish line of the day, I take solace in the fact that it is my 35th birthday on Thursday, my car just died and I hate my job, even more so now that I found out the company is for sale.  That and the fact I am about to add a new payment to our  household for a car.

Thank god for red wine.  Smoke ’em if you got ’em.

Let’s get it… started

The tone of this blog will be set as we move along.  Right off the bat, I like sports.  Sometimes I talk about nothing but sports.  Sometimes I talk about what drives me nuts.  Sometimes I talk politics which makes others nuts.  All of the stuff you see here is simply meant to point out what makes me nuts.  OR how fun it is to make other people go nuts.  I am a bit of an instigator at times…  Enjoy.

A rainy Monday morning is buoyed by a happy sports weekend.  The Jets pulled out a big win and are now in first place.  The Yanks beat the Sox to clinch a playoff spot. 

A couple of things that jumped out at me over the past week in sports…

I love the guy that makes a big play on the field then has to celebrate to the extent that he gets a penalty.  It happens all the time, but for example, Asante Samuel, CB of the Philadelphia Eagles, made a nice play on a pass yesterday keeping the Jaguars from converting a 3rd and 8.  Asante simply had to tell the world how great he was, but since there were no mountains around, he took a good 30 seconds out of the game to let everyone in the desolate Jacksonville stadium know, and promptly got flagged for a 15 yard unsportsmanlike conduct penalty.  Net loss of 7 yards.  Nice.

Last week, Viking vs. Dolphins.  Similar situation but a more fitting result.  Dolphins CB Vontae Davis breaks up a pass intended for a Vikings receiver.  Vontae gets up to celebrate and hurts himself stomping his leg and leaves the game injured with the help of trainers.  Congratulations Vontae.  Notice how both of those guys names end in the letter e.  Eerie.

It happens time and time again.  I am all for getting fired-up if you make a big play.  They are playing a game after all.  If you hurt the team, come on.  The self-adulation and non-stop pointing out how great you are is old.  I miss Curtis Martin who acted as if he had done it before.

This seems like a good place to set the tone.  And for those that don’t know where the name of the blog comes from.  Shame on you.  It’s Coming to America when Eddie Murphy’s character gets a helping hand at a Knicks game.  Check it out.   It’s a classic.