The NBA Slam Dunk contest is stupid

For obvious reasons, one or two of the televisions in the locker room at my gym is always on the NBA Network.  This week, they’ve been systematically broadcasting apparently every single year of the NBA’s dunk contest.  Recently, I got to thinking about just how stupid the dunk contest really is.

As much as I understand the appeal and occasional functionality of dunking, I can’t help but thinking that a contest of dunking without defenders, a clock or any resistance is pretty much the dumbest thing in the world.  And it gets worse with every single year, with players looking to add gimmicks, costumes and props to their foolish exhibitions in order to impress designated judges who assign scores based on, lord knows what.

And with each passing year, much as there are more crowd shots of other players and devastated fans, out of their seats, OHHHHing and making guttural sounds of approval at what they witnessed, there have been more and more people in the locker room glued to the televisions, making much of the same reactions.  And for what?  Guys that are taking a basketball, and doing whatever they can possible in the fractions of a second before they attempt to force it into an uncontested hoop.

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Heat revelations

In the top left corner of the screen are a guy in a red shirt and a guy in a navy blue shirt. That’s my friend James and I, in the first row of the outfield in the first of the three miserable 100+ degree heat games, where the Braves dropped two of three to the Nationals, but hey at least I got to see one win. I have to reiterate that I’ve never felt this kind of hot weather in my entire life; 101-102 maybe, but nothing that so effortlessly climbed well into the 110+ range ever in my entire life.

Saturday’s game’s first pitch temperature was recorded at 111 degrees, but being a 4:05 p.m. game, the shade actually came sooner rather than later, and protected us somewhat. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case today, being a 1:35 p.m. game; although the temperature was “down” to just 108 degrees at first pitch, there was no shade to be found anywhere. Today was the first time in my life I’ve ever felt affected by the heat, in a legitimate detrimental fashion. I found myself feeling lightheaded whenever we took a piss break, once a brief momentary bought of nausea, and there was a point where I stopped sweating because I apparently didn’t have anything left to sweat. Thankfully the park had courtesy water stations, and I drank the equivalent of about six 20 oz. bottles throughout the game. Kind of scary, to be perfectly honest.

Although I know this won’t hold true, but I don’t think I can complain about another 92 degree day again.

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I may just die this weekend

Without question, this is the hottest weather I’ve ever been exposed to in my entire life. And with me planning on going to the two remaining day baseball games where the expected weather is more of the same of this, I seriously think that there is a small chance, that I could die this weekend. That’s really all.

It’s funny how things turn out in time

Last weekend, I was up in NOVA during the trip I couldn’t get back from, and I went to a baseball game with my dad.  During the drive up to Frederick, Maryland, we got stuck in the typical I-270 traffic, due to the fairly abrupt ending of the third lane.  It’s not like my dad and I have a ton of things to talk about in the first place, especially with the language difficulties between us in the first place.

For whatever reason, my dad decided to start a topic which was akin to my mom and aunts always badgering me about how I need to get married and start popping out grandkids.  The fact that it was coming from my dad was a little strange, but I guess deep down, he too wants to have some mighty grandchildren to carry on the Hong family name and bloodline, but truthfully my dad is fantastic with babies really.

It started with him bringing up a girl I went to elementary and high school with and even the same church, who is the same age as I am, and her dad is friends with my dad.  And how about she’s now engaged, and that he was invited to the wedding as guests of the parents I guess.  But then he said that she’s marrying a Vietnamese guy, and I just kind of snort-laugh, you know the sound I’m talking about.  A Korean girl marrying a Vietnamese guy, it’s laughable to me, kinda.

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You heard it here first

I’ve been watching America’s Got Talent this season, because I’m a Howard Stern fan, and it’s been kind of unavoidable. But anyway, the people in the photograph are “Eric & Olivia,” a music duo with Eric on guitar, and Olivia doing vocals.  To their credit, I liked their act, and I think Olivia is definitely a pleasant singer, and I find her to be quite beautiful.  But the operative word in that statement is “act,” because I think that’s precisely what’s going on here.

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I realize I’m about to embark on a period

Where I will be either busy fervently doing chores around my home, or preparing for guests or parties, and preparing for yet another Peachtree Road Race throughout the next two weeks.  And that’s if work isn’t too interfering with my personal ambitions.

But needless to say, I have a feeling that I’m going to fall behind in my brogging pursuits in this time being, and I’ve already got a small cache building up; 79 pictures from my latest and most tedious-to-return Virginia trip, a ballpark in Frederick, Maryland visited and needing incorporation into my baseball website, among the random thoughts floating through my head at any given time that warrant posting.  I’ll likely be taking some photos over this weekend, and throughout the holiday week as well.  So I fully foresee myself feeling the brogging bulge over the next two weeks.

Above is a photo panorama that I whipped up while at the Braves vs. Yankees game.  It’s an angle not seen frequently, and it’s rare that Turner Field gets this packed on any basis, even with rain in the atmosphere.