It must suck to be Mike Mussina

Earlier, the Class of 2015 for the baseball Hall of Fame was announced.  Some guys were no-brainers like Pedro Martinez and Randy Johnson, and I was pleased to see John Smoltz make it on his first try; I always assumed he’d get in, but it would be some convoluted debate on why he shouldn’t get in on his first year, but whatever.

Ultimately, the train of thought led to general happiness that John Smoltz got in, since while at the peak of my Braves fandom, John Smoltz was still the heart and the ace of the Braves pitching squad, but also looking at both sides of the debate, namely the statistics.

Long story short, I don’t hide the fact that I think baseball’s HOF criteria and process is pretty flawed and nothing is as easy as it should be as long as a bunch of entitled writers hold the keys to the Hall, so admittedly, I was a little bit surprised to see Smoltz make it on his first year.  What this says to me is that the Baseball Writers Association of America (BBWAA) really love a good narrative, and really put a tremendous amount of weight into the comparison to Dennis Eckersley, another Hall of Fame pitcher.

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A piece of my childhood died when I saw this

Aww, how cute.  The big tatted man got 99 problems, but his bitch ain’t one of them.  What a clever play on popular rap lyrics from almost a decade ago!

What’s that?  The big tatted man is the Undertaker?  THE Undertaker?  The WWE’s legendary tough guy with the gimmick of being the partially dead undertaker Undertaker?  The one professional wrestler that lived and breathed his character for nearly 25 full years, and despite the fact that it became known that wrestling was scripted, predetermined and for all intents and purposes fake, was the guy that fans and non-fans alike seemed to agree upon was “actually tough” Undertaker?

The same Undertaker that I met in an airport hotel in Cleveland, Ohio who refused to take a picture with me, but shook my hand and fulfilled a wrestling fanboy’s achievement in a way.  I often assumed the anti-photos was to protect the integrity of his character save for stuff like Make-A-Wish campaign kids or something, and I didn’t think much about it because I was kind of in awe of being able to say that I met the Undertaker.

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Sucedió de nuevo

What the title of this post means, at least according to Google translate is “it happened again.”

What happened again, one might be inquiring?

Oh nothing much, just being mistaken for a Hispanic.  Again.

When it first happened to me in my own neighborhood, I figured it was mostly on account of naïve and sheltered black kids not being educated in the double standard of flinging stones while telling others stones can’t be flung at them, or they were just dumb kids.  Perhaps both.

However, given the general intelligence, or lack thereof, of the people that live in my own neighborhood, it wasn’t really that big of a surprise that there are kids dumb as bricks that have apparently never seen an Asian person in their entire lives.  Seriously, when I finally told them that I wasn’t Hispanic, their second guess was French, and their third guess was Italian.

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Ohio State and wrestling logic

A funny thing happened with the first-ever College Football playoffs: two teams notorious for being chokers have broken through, and will play for the National Championship in ten days.  For better or worse, between Oregon and Ohio State, one of two teams that have been known for being #2 ranked, or should’ve beens is actually going to come out of the game as the National Champion of college football.*

*Speaking of should’ve beens, not to be ignored are the losses suffered by both Mississippi State and Ole Miss in their respective bowl games over the weekend.  The sound of bandwagon football fandom in the state of Mississippi is a lot like the sound of a hearty toilet flush.

Honestly, I don’t really have much care for either team going for the National Championship.  Oregon is a team that I always felt has been kind of overrated, playing in a patsy conference, and has never really truly been tested by an SEC school in like, ever.**  Sure, they’re a high-tempo, exciting team to watch, but I think there’s a clear reason why they’ve never actually won the whole thing, in spite of their perpetual top-5 rankings every year.

**1-2 since 2010, with the one win coming against Tennessee, which is the equivalent of a wrestler beating Virgil, and then bragging about having a win against an nWo member.

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A resolution achieved, and then some

When it comes to New Year’s resolutions, I tend to keep them to myself.  It’s like I have a superstitious belief or something, that’s basically like if I make my resolutions known to others, then it becomes less likely to succeed.  Sometimes I wonder if other people have that kind of mindset when it comes to resolutions, regardless of the fact that those who go with the tried and true “lose weight/save money” become kind of obvious in their behaviors, but for what it’s worth, I like to keep my resolutions somewhat private, for the sake of hoping they succeed.

That being said, with a day left in 2014, I figure it’s safe to pull the veil back just a little bit to my six readers, and let the cat out of the bag to what some of my resolutions were over this year, as well as the year prior.

This time last year, I made a short post with what I had striven to be a frustrated tone, because that’s precisely how I felt when I wrote it.  It was about how I had failed to achieve my one resolution in 2013, and how I was going to give it another go in 2014, but lower the criteria, lower the bar to the absolute lowest it could possibly get.  And that if I failed to achieve it in 2014, then I would have no choice but to make some dramatic changes in my life come 2015.

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90 Day Humiliation

Okay, last post about TLC’s 90 Day Fiancé (at least for this season).

Recently, we the lovers of trainwreck television were given the very last episode of 90 Day Fiancé’s second season, which was more or less of a reunion show of the subjects of the season. Typically, I’m not necessarily a fan of this kind of format, since I have a tendency to believe that it leads to a lot of fluff, doesn’t really answer a whole lot of questions, and typically leaves things more in question than before it even aired.

I can’t say that this was any different than any of the reunion shows of any programming prior to this, but I couldn’t help watching it, since I was really eager to find out more information regarding the clear-cut aces of show in Danielle and Mohamed. Naturally, the host of the show was about as aware of how polarizing they are, as they alone commanded entire segments of the show at times, and were almost always last to be addressed in inquiries. But also naturally, the time constraints of the show meant that they couldn’t be given too much time, and after the hour-long program was over, there were lots of unanswered questions, more question marks, and no clear-cut speculation to what lies in their future.

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Time to become a Carolina Panthers fan

That’s right, eight losses, one tie.  PLAYOFF TEAM!

Despite the fact that I kind of wanted the Falcons to win, so that the minute hope of the worst Super Bowl champion in history might’ve been a team from Atlanta, when the day was over, I didn’t really care.  The 7-win Carolina Panthers are going to be my new favorite team for the next few weeks, provided they can manage to stay alive in the playoffs, and hopefully fulfill the embarrassing dream of being the worst team in history to make it into the playoffs and become Super Bowl champions.

Seriously, there’s all sorts of wrong with the playoff system, when the 7-8-1 Carolina Panthers not only make it into the playoffs, but actually get a home game.  To put it into perspective how ironically funny this is, the Philadelphia Eagles finished the season 10-6, and are going to be sitting at home watching the playoffs next week.  The San Francisco 49ers finished 8-8, and just fired their head coach.  Meanwhile in the AFC, the Bills, Texans, Chiefs and Chragers (yes) all finished 9-7, and are not in the playoffs.

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