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A Soccer Hater’s Observations of a Soccer Game That Was Played Last Night and Attended by Said Soccer Hater Because a Student of His Was Playing in the Game
April 21, 2008, 10:11 am
Filed under: Football, Random Junk, Soccer, Sports, Uncategorized | Tags: ,

One of my students had a soccer game last night so my wife and I decided we should go.  Keep in mind that I know nothing about soccer said for a few things:

 

1)     In pro (or elite level, i.e. World Cup) soccer, regardless of the outcome of the game, soccer fan is going to riot.  I don’t know why, that is just what they do.

2)     There is way too much running.

3)     There is way too much grabbing of genitalia.

4)      Off-sides has to be the most ridiculous rule I have ever heard of and quite frankly I don’t think I completely understand it.  I mean, if a wide receiver beats his man and catches a touchdown pass he is not called for off-sides, he is called the better player.

 

So we watched the game and I kept to myself.  Okay, so maybe I made a few snide comments about the game.  Only a few.  Oh, and a comment or two about Tony wearing a Dallas Cowboys t-shirt.  If that weren’t enough, the team his son was playing was from Dallas.  Sheeesh!

 

I don’t get it.  Silly game.  Silly fans.  Can’t we ban this game from America and just play real FOOTBALL?

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Old Friends

An old friend of mine came to visit from out of town yesterday.  It was really good to see him.  We met around 1:00 and had a great lunch at Bombay Bistro, a fantastic Indian restaurant.  We talked about watching a movie but we opted to take a drive down Lime Creek Road and Volente Road to take some pictures of Lake Travis.  In case you didn’t know, it is absolutely beautiful in Austin?  When we finished with that we went back to my house and were going to watch a movie but decided to jam on some Guitar Hero 3 instead.  It was his first time and he didn’t suck that badly.  It was a lot of fun. 

He was doing some work for my church so I dropped him off and went to hang out at the driving range for Man Night.  I pulled out my old friends, the Cleveland TA5’s and my 10 degree, firm-flex Great Big Bertha 2 or, as I like to call her, “The Thunder Rod”.  It had been nearly two years since I swung a golf club and man did it feel good…and frustrating.  I hit some pretty great shots.  I hit a few drives that were pushing 300 yards.  I also hit a lot of crappy shots.  I hit a few drives that when about 10 yards forward and 100 yards left.  It was still fun. 

It is good to see old friends.  It is good to see the old friends you can talk to and have a good time shredding with.  It is good to see the old friends you can throw over your shoulder then unleash a serious whoopin’ on a little white ball.  Well, these were yellow but aren’t most men color blind anyway? 

I like hanging out with old friends.



Budget Motorcycle Safety Course
February 5, 2008, 9:26 am
Filed under: Funny Stories, Motorcycles, Sports, Stupid Happens, That's Just Dumb | Tags:

If you are looking for a motorcycle safety course on the cheap look no further.  We meet every Thursday night at 6:00 pm at Walken Elementary School in the playground area.  Cost is $45.  Cash only please! 

For your protection please come with helmet, long pants, boots, gloves and a leather jacket.

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Tom Brady is a jer…err…not that bad of a guy (?)
January 29, 2008, 12:54 pm
Filed under: Football, Life Happens, NFL, Random Junk, Sports | Tags: , , , ,

I have to edit my opinion about Tom Brady a little bit.  I have always thought he was a bit pompous.  He just has that air about him.  On the other hand, I don’t know him from Adam so my opinion is based on seeing him on TV and hearing what I hear about him.   

Today, on ESPN2, I saw a clip of Mr. Brady at Media Day for the Super Bowl.  He was being pestered by the usually media folks and then someone else.  It was an obnoxious (or possibly special) woman asking him to marry her.  He handled this situation with so much class I couldn’t help but right about it.  He simply smiled, said he was flattered and asked her name.  When she replied that her name was “Inez” (or “Enez”, not sure which) he said she had a beautiful name.  He told her he couldn’t accept her proposal but the person that got to marry her would be a lucky man.   

In a world where most celebrities can’t think of anyone but themselves, Mr. Brady actually spoke with this woman instead of blowing her off or simply ignoring her.  It would have been much easier but he showed a lot of class.  Consider my opinion edited. 

[I know Tony is going to love this post.]



Roger Clemens is kind of a chump

Am I the only one that is absolutely sick and disgusted with Roger Clemens?  He has been “retiring” for years and every year he plays with some baseball team owner’s emotions, usually Drayton McLane’s.  Thankfully, this past year The Astros opted to not play the Roger Clemens game.   

Now there is the whole steroid thing.  In case you have been living in a third-world country somewhere, or you are an ostrich, Roger Clemens was named in the Mitchell Report, which was a report on the investigation of steroids in baseball.  His buddy, Andy Pettitte, was also named in the report by the same source, Brian McNamee, their former trainer.  Pettitte came clean and admitted to the use of HGH.  Clemens hid for several days, released a statement through his attorney, followed by a taped comment on rogerclemensonline.com, a softball interview on 60 Minutes, and now some 3 weeks later he holds a press conference where he can be asked questions. 

During the press conference Clemens played a recorded phone conversation between himself and his former trainer, McNamee.  Over and over, McNamee asks Clemens, “what do you want me to do?”, seemingly still at the mercy of his former client and friend.  At one point Clemens called McNamee “ridiculous” and quickly recanted saying “the whole thing” was ridiculous.  Clemens sounded calculated; McNamee sounded scared.  I think I would be too if a multi-millionaire is suing me and I have no evidence to back up statements I made.  Of course there is no evidence!  Clemens is a smart man and I would imagine he made sure any and all evidence was disposed off.  I would also imagine McNamee was quick to comply since he holds, or at least held Clemens in such high regard.  However, when admiration is met with prosecution I think the choice is clear; McNamee had to tell the truth.  I also think he did. 

Not once did Roger Clemens ask McNamee why he lied.  Why is that?  Clemens tried and tried to bait McNamee into saying something, anything that would help him wiggle out of this predicament.  He didn’t get it. 

The government wanted to catch a big fish and they found one in Clemens.  There is little evidence that points to him but the circumstances certainly don’t look good.  Of course, the court of public opinions has convicted Barry Bonds, Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa with little to no evidence.  There are others out there too.  Remember this?  “If it [the glove] doesn’t fit, you must acquit.”  Worked out well in that civil suit, didn’t it? 



A team that plays together stays together
December 13, 2007, 9:16 am
Filed under: Friends, Games, Leadership, Legacy Fellowship, Ministry, Relationships, Sports | Tags: , ,

It is always refreshing to get out and have fun with people you know and love.  When you serve in ministry together I think it is that much more important.  There is a lot of pressure when you serve in ministry.  That pressure can seep over into your relationships with those people.  You have to get out and do something together to unwind and have fun together. 

Last night, the staff of Legacy went bowling at Main Event.  We bowled a few rounds/sets/games (whatever) and ate some gre…goo…okay pizza.  It was a lot of fun.  I think we all had a good time. 

What was great was the total lack of pressure and the complete absence of competitiveness.  No one was trying to beat up on the other for bragging rights.  No one gloated.  As a matter of fact, I don’t know if we even kept score.  We just had a great time of bonding. 

I can’t wait until we get to do something like this again.  Maybe we can play disc golf.  I’m better at disc golf than I am bowling.  Not that it matters; we wouldn’t keep score anyway.  It’s just about the bonding. 

This story may or may not contain some historical inaccuracies.  Creative license was used in the story, especially in paragraph three, in order to keep the story flowing.



Kickball Tuesday
October 31, 2007, 9:17 am
Filed under: Games, Kickball, Sports | Tags: , , , , ,

In many cases after a night of kickball I feel pretty good.  I really enjoy reverting to my childhood and playing a nice, competitive game of coed kickball.  I do this every Tuesday night and have done so for the past year or so.  It feels great when we win.  It is an added bonus when I play well.  Last night we won and I played really well.  I even kicked a homerun (and no, it didn’t go over the fence, I legged it out.  I don’t think Pele could have kicked it over the fence).  Last night was different though.  We just creamed the other team 18 to nothing!  And I didn’t really feel good about it. 

You see, I started watching the reaction of some of their players.  Some were just out there to have fun while others wanted to have fun while playing competitively.  It was not, in any way, shape or form, competitive.  It was ugly.  It was New England Patriots-Washington Redskins ugly.  The difference being we actually stopped trying really hard…and we don’t get paid millions of dollars…and we aren’t in shape.  But I digress, see, we only scored 3 runs in the fourth and final inning after scoring 8 in the third.  I started hearing players say, “Can we forfeit?” and “Can’t we just quit?”  I really felt badly for them.  Seriously, this is not in jest. 

While I like winning, I think I like the game to be competitive.  I don’t like pummeling people, it’s no fun.  However…you knew it was coming…next week we play a team that has beaten us all 4 times we have played them, once 16 to 1.  I really want to pound them into submission.  Peddle to the metal, baby!