Photos: A day in Jacksonville, Florida

The pursuit of bobbleheads took me down to Jacksonville, Florida for the first time in my life.  This was kind of a shoddily put together trip, as the only thing I had genuinely planned for was to go to the ballpark in the evening, so that I could get this rare oddity of a bobblehead of Chipper Jones in his high school uniform, since it was a prep school in Jacksonville.

That being said, I literally had nothing to do all day prior to going to the ballpark mega early to ensure that I would get my bobblehead(s).  After I found a place to eat breakfast, I walked around a tiny park, because Google maps showed that it housed a creek known as “Hogan Creek,” and as anyone should know about me now, I’m fascinated with anything with the name “Hogan” in it for my Hulkamaniac roots.

Eventually, after an outdoor market underneath a bridge, I resorted to finding a place to quietly sit and enjoy some local brews while taking in some waterfront scenery.  As I said, I didn’t really have anything to do, and Jacksonville profiled as the kind of city where the more interesting things to do were all outside of the actual city, like at the beaches or further south in St. Augustine.

The ballpark though, was fantastic.  Obviously, this means that I’ll go into further detail on my ongoing ballparks website, so I’ll spare the details of just how fantastic it was in comparison to other ballparks on the normal brog portion of my site.

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Daniel Bryan and taking good back

6/24/13, Daniel Bryan vs. Randy Orton – Match of the Year

Obviously this is subjective, since I’m kind of more of a casual viewer than I once was, but it’s also worth noting that this is probably the longest stretch that I’ve been paying attention to wrestling in quite some time.  Typically over the last few years, the pattern is that I start tuning again in around November when the baseball season is completely done with, all the way to around Wrestlemania which oftentimes coincides with the start of the next baseball season, and despite my intent to keep tuned in through the baseball season, I typically wane until the pattern repeats itself.  That hasn’t really happened this year; whether it’s baseball’s importance to me drifting off, or the quality of WWE programming to keep me tuned in, I’ve still been capable of paying attention and staying somewhat on top of current storylines and happenings.  I like to think it’s the latter.

Regardless, I still rarely watch any episodes of RAW or Smackdown live.  I DVR both programs, and watch them at my own convenience; I’ve gotten pretty good at utilizing the +30 seconds button on the remote to fly through commercials, John Cena promos, and matches that don’t seem worth the time, and am capable of condensing a three-hour RAW down to about a little over an hour.

But anyway, as I was catching up this past Monday’s RAW, I found myself eagerly awaiting the main event between Daniel Bryan and Randy Orton.  They’ve been running a program over the last month or so, where Orton has often been getting the better of through a series of lame-duck endings, while Daniel Bryan has been portraying an inferiority complex gimmick, which is getting massively, wildly over with the WWE fans, to a point where even management realizes that they have to do something about it.

I’ll admit, when Daniel Bryan was the U.S. Champion a few years back, he bored me to death.  I didn’t like his matches, I thought he had no personality, and I frankly didn’t care how good he was capable of being in the ring.  But when they aligned him with AJ, gave him the WCW belt, and used the power of the word YES! to get him over, I was turned.  Pretty much from then on, nothing he did was ever bad, and he was one of the guys on the roster I looked forward to seeing every single week.

It’s debatable, with the always popular CM Punk, but considering his recent absence, I’d have to say that Daniel Bryan is the best thing going in the WWE right now.

Which is pretty interesting considering the obvious parallels with the guy he obviously models his in-ring style, and a lot of his repertoire from.  But in a way, I think it’s kind of genius on the WWE’s part to let him do such, because all of the successes of Daniel Bryan helps erase the failures that Chris Benoit’s name represents.

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If ignorance is strength

Then I must be a pretty strong motherfucker.

Like, this week, there’ve been a lot of pretty major notable events in the world that people are talking about.  Which is another way of saying that’s what people on my limited Facebook news feed are going on about, that I’ve got little to no clue to what it really is.  It’s not that I don’t care about all these things, but if it doesn’t affect my course of daily life, then I can’t really say that I’d be paying attention to it in the first place.

Take for example the story of Wendy Davis and her 13-hour filibuster in Texas.  I had no clue to what it was about in the first place.  I wasn’t sure if people I knew were for it or against it; based on the copious amounts of buzzwords, flaky allegiance and when all else fails, memes, in regards to the topic, I found it to be confusing.  I see the name “Texas” and automatically assume that it’s probably some overly conservative nut-job trying to ruin everyone else’s lives in the name of god or something.  It wasn’t until I was bored enough to find out details of this event that I was able to come to my own conclusion of how I felt about the whole situation, as well as the gist of it, generally.

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Real Men Don’t Wear Small update: Hickory Crawdads

Real Men Don't Wear Small

Sure, it was only ten outs worth of baseball that I actually watched, but it still counts!  I was there for a little while well before the first pitch, so as far as I’m concerned, with a small minor league park like Hickory’s L.P. Frans Stadium, it was more than enough time to get to look around and see all of the place.

Oh, Atlanta

Long story short: Armed man attempts to rob a group of people waiting outside of a shoe store for the new LeBron James shoes only to be killed by one of the people who happened to have a firearm of his own.

It’s reading stories like that that bring a sadistic smile to my face at just how stupidly silly and predictable people can be.  I’d say it sucks that someone died in his fracas, but considering the guy was a petty wannabe thug who strived to steal from others, I’d say the world is better off without this cretin being around, or clogging up the penal system with tax dollars of the responsible sustaining his worthless life.

Seriously though, there pretty much isn’t one thing about this whole scenario that isn’t ironically funny to me.  But the one thing that I think was the funniest part of this whole story, I’m willing to bet might have been lost on others, due to the fact that there was shooting and death involved, but the fact that the eyewitness interviewed in this report claims to have been waiting since Monday for the release of the shoes.

Here’s the irony – at least people waiting outside of Apple stores for the next iThing, and people camping at Best Buy for the next game console, they know they’re going to get the product, if they’ve got a fairly early spot in line.  But waiting for LeBron James shoes really might not have been a sure-thing; especially since it had leaked out that the shoes had prematurely declared James and the Heat as NBA champions, before the NBA Finals were even over.  Had the NBA Finals not been rigged, there would have been a chance that the Heat may not have won, and these shoes would have essentially been scrapped, or at least delayed.  So it’s a good thing that the NBA Finals were rigged, and it fulfilled the claim that LeBron was now, a 2X champion.  It’s a good thing Nike money has the NBA in their back pocket like that but anyway.

It still doesn’t change the fact that people were waiting in line for almost an entire week for fucking shoes.  Or maybe there were people there for an entire week or more, because the guy interviewed in the report clearly wasn’t at the front of the line.  But still, shoes?  Don’t these people have fucking jobs or more important things to do?  And this is coming from a guy that hops on planes and travels hours for baseball bobbleheads.  How the hell do they have $180+ for LeBrons?  I’m not saying shoes are any more or less important than the next iThing or gaming console, but still when the day is over, they’re clumps of fabric, rubber and threads that cover your feet.  At least an iPhone can be a useful tool in varying facets.  At least a gaming console can be used for a variety of functions these days.  None of them are necessarily worth waiting multiple days outdoors for, but if I had to rank them, shoes would definitely be at the bottom of that list.

What I also think is kind of funny about this whole story is the guy that had his own firearm and who killed the would-be robber.  Either this guy was really, really, really paranoid about going out to wait for LeBrons, fully understood that waiting for the next overpriced Nikes could result in some violence that might need some counteraction, or was plotting on doing his own robbing of the people in line himself.  And in the case of the latter, it sure ended up being really convenient that someone else beat him to the punch of being the perp, because then when he defended himself and the other homies in line, he ends up looking like a fucking hero, and he gets to satiate those primal desires to legally pull a gun, shoot and kill someone else.  I want to know if this guy’s actually licensed to own the gun he used, now.

No matter, in the end, this whole story is pretty ironically humorous, sad and of course, encapsulating of what life in Atlanta is often like.

Home sweet home.