Olympics

I wrote a little tweet recently. It doesn't really matter what the words were exactly. What matters is this: I am utterly tired of people calling 'any' sport either 'not a sport' or that it doesn't require 'athletic prowess'.

Just because a regular person can play a sport doesn't mean that 'it's not a sport'. I listened to something on one of my favorite shows and heard someone I admire say something that really bothered me. He basically criticized all snow boarders for not competing in a real sport. He also said that they were hippies (a criticism, in his tone)...

I keep seeing everyone make fun of curling.

I just love the Olympics... And it drives me nuts when people just criticize from a completely uneducated front.

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.

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....

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.