Vin Scully

One thing I will say is that it is soothing to here the voice of Vin Scully. No matter how bad life is, no matter how much turmoil surrounds you, there is still something magical every time you hear Vinny say "It's time for Dodger Baseball." It brings you back to your childhood, it bring you back to happier times when you were out in the backyard in the summer months with a wiffle ball and bat swinging for the fences pretending your backyard was Dodger Stadium and you were Pedro Guerrero. It brings me back to family trips to Dodger Stadium and the one thing my parents and I shared a love of: the Dodgers. Being born in Los Angeles and my parents transplants from Pittsburgh, we didn't have many things in common. The Dodgers were that one thing. It was the one unifying thing we shared. Hearing this voice and listening to a Dodger game allows me to be a kid again for three hours a night. It brings me back to seventh inning stretches with me on my dad's shoulders and the family singing "Take Me Out To The Ballgame."

Thank you Vinny, for allowing me to be a kid again for 162 days a year, even if just for a bit.

LA KINGS DIVORCE

To: The Los Angeles Kings
From: A disgruntled fan since 1984
Date: 4-3-09
Re: Potential Seperation

Mr. Anshultz and the rest of the executive board of the Los Angeles Kings,

Since 1984, I have been a fan of the Los Angeles Kings. Yes, I date back to the epic purple and gold uniforms. I spent many a night at the Great Western Forum watching the likes of Lucky Luc, Jimmy Carson, Jimmy Fox, Steve Duchesne, and Bernie Nicholls. I was around long before the Great Dud arrived and the bandwagon fans joined (all of whom now call themeslves Ducks fans). I was there, listening to my radio in the bus on the way to Grad Night at Disneyland when the Kings forced a game seven in Toronto in the Campbell Conference Finals. I watched game seven on pins and needles and still to this day, think it was the greatest game I have ever watched, and I have seen plenty. I smelled the Stanley Cup when we went into Montreal and took game one, only to then be screwed out of a win in game two by very questionable officiating. Hell, from 1987 through 1993, I never missed one game. I caught hell from my old man when I was at Duquesne and told him I was going to watch the Kings play the Pens the night before my O-Chem final.

I've seen players like Luc Robitaille be traded for stiffs like Rick Tochett. I was happy when Lucky came back, only to leave and watched in horror as Kings like Lucky, Blake and others won cups in Detroit and Colorado. I've been pelted with beer in Pittsburgh when Tomas Sandstrom scored in OT to give us the win and I was jumping up and down on my seat and banging on the glass and they skated off the ice.

For a brief moment, in 2000 and 2001 I thought we were back on track. We had Felix Potvin in net and Deadmarsh leading our playoff charge. Sadly, I've not seen the playoffs since then.

What is the point of this long winded message? Well, we have come to a point in our relationship that I cannot continue. We have loads of young talent like Kopitar, Jack "Motherfucking" Johnson as he's been come to be known by fans and J Quick in net. The time is now to make a move. Last I checked, Marian Gaborik and Ilya Kovalchuk are both players that are termed "Free Agents." Yes, I know in the past, we usually let players listed in this catagory move on and watch them perform well elsewhere. However, rather than doing that, we can do a very inovative thing: SIGN THEM. I'll give you a moment for this radical idea to sink in. Yes, we can SIGN one of these two young snipers. Really, we can. Obviously, Kovalchuk is by far the superior player and Gaborik is Ziggy Palffy (with, unfortunately, Ziggy's ability to get hurt half the time as well). Nonetheless, let me put this on the table for you. If, in this off season, we do not sign wither Kovalchuk or Gaborik, I am going to have to evalute my commitment to our, what will by then be obviously, one-sided relationship. It's up to you. I'll just let you know that Sidney Crosby and in my second home of Pittsburgh has been flirting with me. Don't make me cheat or end the relationship. Do it for me, baby.

The Gambler

Ok really, I was listening to Country 105.1 on the way home yesterday, as I normally do and "The Gambler" by Kenny Rogers was on....for reasons I don't well understand. Nonetheless, thinking about the song from a true lyrical sense, i think the song is the quite possibly the soundest life advice available for sustaining yourself and moving your way up the corporate ladder. Really....think about it.

I hate my job

Yeah, I really do. Papercuts are now reportable incidents. FUCKING PAPERCUTS.....ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? Jesus Christ, better make sure to make the office staff wear proper PPE when filing those memo's away, lest they get a paper cut and force us to call in the LAFD.

The G20 Protesters

Ok, I am no Obama fan and I am terribly concerned over the "New World Order" that is being ushered in under the cloak of economic reform, but seriously, all of those goddamn anarchists screaming bloody fucking murder at every economic conference really need get their fucking heads checked. I know a few self-proclaimed anarchists (well, I went to high school with them and am not really friends with them) and can promise you that the vast majority of them are all like these guys: born and raised a white middle class family with no real problems or needs. But, for whatever reason, they feel mommy and daddy didn't love them enough and need something to lash out at, but when push comes to shove, woudn't know what opression was if it came up and bit them in the ass. I know why one of the is an anarchist. He's been in trouble with the law twice and the next strike is a life sentance. Instead of blaming himself for the fact he was a drug addict and commited armed robbery on several occasions, he blames the system and "the man".

Seriously folks, the best thing that can come of this meeting of the morons, short of the RAF dropping snake and nap on them, is for the protesters in London to be lined up, forced to kneel down and shot in the back of the head. Fucking idiots. Go cry to yor therapist that you had a rough childhood because mommy and daddy didn't but you that BMW when you turned 16.

No Neckcar next year? I can only wait to see what the government regulates next!

So, really, Obama has decided that Dodge and Chevy are to suspend their racing operations effective the end of the year. Barrack, are there better things to worry about? Hell, even in times of war, a point was made to continue MLB as best as could be done to keep morale up. In the midst of a the worst economic crisis since 1932, people need some distractions to keep their minds off the shit. Now, I am hardly a Nascar fan. I at best watch Daytona, which seing as I forgot to watch this year means no NASCAR for me this year. Ignore all the mess and shit that is going on with the government gobbling up companies in an effort to nationalize....errr I mean bailout industry and ignoring the fact that our capitalist economy is erroding daily into socialism, the move makes no sense. Barrack, I know the people that watch Nascar are very unlikely to have voted for you. Your not exactely speaking to your fan base here, but telling them that something they hold very dear down south could possibly go away, isn't exactely the best way to win over people. People who are more heavily armed than most police forces. Dumb move you fucking idiot.

Welcome to my hell

Well, I have finally decided to start blogging again after about a four year hiatus, I return full of more vile and venom. Ok, maybe not, but I hope you enjoy my random thoughts that will vary from sports (LA Kings, Dodgers, Steelers and Buckeyes) to politics (fng Obama) my life (the hell that it is) and anything else I want to sound off on. If you enjoy. Great! If not, well kiss my ass I really don't care.