Sunday, December 6, 2009

Football and other things...

You know, football isn't my favorite sport. That is truly college basketball. I can watch all other basketball and be happy, but college basketball (like the games I got to see yesterday) are where my heart truly is...

With that said, today has been a good football day for me. I have had a love affair with my Colts since they were losers... So now that they are fantastic, I'm thrilled. I have started loving the Saints because they have been bringing hope to a city that deserves more hope than they can find. I have a few friends who are displaced from New Orleans and I can't help be happy for them.

And the Pats lost (sorry Tom, too many covers for you)...

My two U's won yesterday in basketball. One U, the one I work at, doesn't have football. The women's basketball team won and the men's basketball team won. That's good. The other U, the University of Kentucky, is dealing with a football program in a premier football conference. They win enough, just not a lot. But the basketball team is doing pretty well thus far.

I just had a thought. My U, my other U and my favorite football team are all undefeated currently. Wow.

That's another set of thoughts for another day.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Tim Tebow

I was watching the Kentucky-Florida game yesterday.  I had thought that the game might be closer than it ended up being....  


I saw the hit and saw Tim Tebow go down.  I gasped when he didn't get up.  I then saw the replay, and I understood why he didn't get up.  I was so worried, even when he got up (with help) and went off the field.  At first, I thought it was a side-effect of already being ill.  Then I saw one of the trainers snapping his fingers next to Tebow's ear.  I had that happen in 1988 when I was in a car accident.  The EMT did the same to me.  It's a (not all that bright) sensory test for concussion.


With that criticism aside, I'm a little tired of seeing what I am seeing.  Everywhere I look, I am seeing the middle (where I sit, sad to see a good player injured) and then the people who hate Tim Tebow and the people who love him to the point of deification.  I am sorry to have seen the hit.  I'm sorry to see the people who hate a good kid who plays the game right.  I am also sorry to see the people who think he's at the table next to God.  


I feel for Tim Tebow's family.  I hope he'll be well.  And if you're a college football fan, you're rooting for him to be well in the next two weeks against Les Miles LSU team.

Watching Commercials and...

I just saw a Sprint commercial about a person breaking out of her calling circle. I live in a Southern Indiana media zone, so I see Titans, Colts, and Rams football games usually. So is it really wise that the Sprint commercial shows the woman who's breaking out of her calling circle wearing a Steelers jersey giving the business to a Colts fan?

I'm just saying that it may not be wise advertising in Southern Indiana....

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Unassisted Triple Play

Okay, the sports world is abuzz.

Unassisted Triple Play: nearly impossible, the rarest play in baseball showed up in New York, a little more than a year since the last one, and only the 15th in 'modern baseball'. Philadelphia's Eric Bruntlett did it, a guy who isn't always in the line-up.

Sure, that's what's printed, and that's what happened. It's only the second unassisted triple play to ever end a game. That's what is printed.

What isn't printed is what can't be printed... there were words on the lips of Mets baseball players, but those words can't equate what they felt being a part of history. Phillies players, they didn't really verbalize a whole lot either.

It's history folks. It's history. And Eric Bruntlett will always know what he did was pretty special.


Happiness, Dammit!

I just witnessed some good golf. I love watching the 'team sports' golf. The Solheim Cup, the Ryder Cup, The President's Cup... I love team golf.

I love the way people just get crazy.

I love the way people go crazy about, sometimes, good pars. I love the way a birdie can make everyone just go fantastically crazy. And I love hearing Dottie Pepper's pride...

Emotionally, I can't help but root for the USA. And I love that the US women, even if they haven't excelled this year in tournaments, managed to bring themselves up and win the Cup.