Tag:Sports Girl
Posted on: July 21, 2008 1:34 pm
Edited on: July 21, 2008 2:34 pm
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Alpha Blog: Eddie Murphy, Dark Knight and blogs

If we're to consider blogs as personal journals or diaries, rather than the oft-seen Power Rankings, rants and personalized Top 25s, here's my entry for this past weekend.

Dear Diary, I witnessed two great events this past weekend.

Friday night I attended the Marlins-Phillies game as a fan. I wasn't just any ordinary fan, I was a special fan who got to sit in Section 1 of Dolphin Stadium. I didn't know there was a Section 1, but low and behold it existed. Johanna Gomez

Now while sitting at the field level was a real hoot (they have waiters down there!), the real fun didn't start until trivia time. That's when "Vision Host" Johanna Gomez (right) singles out a lucky fan to answer a trivia question.

She found a mom in our section and put her on the Jumbotron with this question:

Who was the last player to win the MVP award while playing on a last-place team?

My cohort, Miami Herald reporter Adam Huntington Beasley thought he knew the answer. He turned out to be wrong. I knew the answer. But because he blurted out Alex Rodriguez, I had my doubts with my choice, Andre Dawson.

So I froze up. Did I mention we were standing right next to the Mom and expected to help?

We were.

We didn't.

Not the point.

The point is, she got the answer (Johanna told her it) and she won an autographed baseball.

Did I mention we were also standing with Santa and two midgets dressed as elves?

We were. Part of Christmas in July they call it down here.

Santa had a bag with a gift, as the norm for his job description. Johanna offered the Mom the chance to keep the baseball or go with whatever is in the bag.

She took the bag. Monty Hall applauded.

Inside the bag was something you wouldn't believe.

It was covered with wrapping paper. It was thin and square-ish. It looked like a calendar.

It wasn't a calendar.

It was a laserdisc.

Yes, a laserdisc. What are we, in 1995?

Eric, you say, remember when you're film professor in college swore by laserdiscs as having better audio quality than DVDs?

Maybe this isn't such a bad gift after all.

But Eric you ask, what laserdisc could it have been?

And I shall tell what laserdisc it was. Boomerang

The Eddie Murphy examination of a womanizing advertising executive named Marcus Graham, otherwise known as Boomerang.

What are we, in 1992?

A 16-year-old laserdisc.

A 16-year-old laserdisc of Boomerang?

JACKPOT!

I would have been thrilled, despite my lack of a laserdisc player. But to receive an opened (did I mention that part? Yes, opened.) laserdisc of Boomerang from the lovely Johanna Gomez while sitting in Section 1?

It stinks so good!

Turned out, she wasn't even allowed to keep the laserdisc. No autographed baseball, no laserdisc and not even a hug from the little person dressed as an elf.

I saw one of the great tragedies of the modern era unfold right before my eyes.


And speaking of tragedies ... 

I also saw Dark Knight, which features another tremendous tragic fall, as portrayed by Aaron Eckhart as Harvey Dent, and eventually Two-Face.

Harvey DentThis movie works (it doesn't just work, it shines in a highly bleak sort of way) because it's not about Batman vs. Joker and good vs. evil. It's about terror and the decisions terror forces people to make. That's what the Joker does for nearly three hours -- put us in social experiment after social experiment and ask us: what will you do when the chips are down and your life, or lives of those you care about, are at stake?

Harvey Dent is asked that question time and again as the public's own Batman. But it's the private Batman, the one in the Teflon suit, who ends up having to live with the decisions that come with fighting terror -- and that's what helps make this much more than a superhero movie.

It's a movie about the morality of people and the codes of insanity (Joker) vs. heroicism (Batman/Bruce Wayne). And there's no doubt about it, the Joker is insane in a way Jack Nicholson never came close to approaching. This Joker, a self-described "dog chasing cars" (but he doesn't know why and he doesn't know what he'll do once he catches one) is out to prove the fragility of the society and systems we've created and support.

And he succeeds. He makes us all wonder just what being human means, what is at the core of existing. Through his games he exposes the ugliness of it all -- and the movie pushes that to the brink. There's a scene with two boats, two bombs and two decisions that is the ultimate experiment in human nature, and makes the movie-going experience all the worthwhile. The outcome didn't work for me, but the attempt proved director Christopher Nolan isn't kidding about taking this comic book creation and firmly weaving it into the cannon of American literary/film cultural experiences.

I'm seeing it again tonight, in IMax form. I'll keep my fingers crossed for a laserdisc to come my circa 2224.


On to the best blogs ... around 

Like reading about quarterbacks? All of them? The 411 from the Sports Consigliere has a self-described 2008 NFL Quarterbacks Report 2008 (Version 1).

Guess what, the Tour de France is going. Yep, actually been going for a week or so. Who knew, right? I tell you who knew. Maestro's Musings knew, and the blogger is intrigued.

Guess what? Gregg Doyel and Greta Van Susteren are having a blog battle. Rosie-Donald redux? You bet.

The Yankees are starting to string some wins together, which has the Sports Girl happy. Sort of.


Klick of the Day  

Dark Knight is No. 1 on the IMDB Top 250, which I've never seen a movie hold that didn't have god, fat, or her in the title.

Posted on: June 17, 2008 12:58 pm
Edited on: June 17, 2008 12:58 pm
 

Alpha Blog: Cole Hamels has a manly chin

Cole Hamels is a lot of things.

A first-round draft pick in 2002. Cole Hamels and his chin.

A 15-game winner last season.

Which made him the ace on the NL East's top team.

He has fan clubs (I slant toward the Hamels Camels)

He's lucky (married to a Survivor/Playboy chick from my hometown)

Which is probably why his teammates refer to him as "Hollywood."

He has a nasty changeup that buckles knees.

He once struck out 15 Reds.

I say he's all these things because of his chin. It's Kirk Douglas meets Bruce Campbell meets Glenn Quagmire. It's glorious.

We call him Evil Dead Hamels here.

He cracks teammates' walnuts with it.

Small organisms use the crevice between chin cheeks as a waterslide park when he showers.

When he retorts wolves with the taunt, "Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin," his house remains safe.

But I ask, does he have the best chin in sports? Some classic chins in sporting history involve Don Shula, Gabe Kapler, Ray Nitschke Jim Everett and Bill Cowher.


On to the best blogs ... around  

If you like conspiracy theories and the NBA check in on mstrReyes blogs. There are a lot of things that are just plain wrong (Jeff Hornacek and Shawn Kemp aren't future HOFers) but there's also a lot of interesting points.

With their Wang out of commission, the Yankees are in quite a quagmire. What's On Steve's Mind? looks at the possible replacements, including a Cox.

Could C.C. Sabathia be the answer in the Bronx for Sports Girl? Not a chance, rather, the blog says look from inside to fix your Wang problem.

While I'm sad to see 30 Rock (just watched the first season last week) and the Three Stooges missing, What's On My Mind has the Vote for the Greatest Comedy in TV History competition going on, and it looks solid.


Klick of the Day  

Brandon Marshall is improving, just not enough toproperly wipe his butt.

Posted on: June 16, 2008 12:36 pm
Edited on: June 16, 2008 5:58 pm
 

Alpha Blog: Ice Road Truckers missing some zing

There's something missing from this season's Ice Road Truckers. Despite adding new dangers -- the Arctic Ocean, even colder temps, higher speeds -- the second season of the show is lacking the punch the first season possessed.

Eric DufresneLast night's episode featured as many scenes of truckers waiting around as it did actual loading, driving and unloading. There's also no real tension between drivers. Hugh "Polar Bear" Rowland used to be the boss of Drew Sherwood and Rick Yemm. No longer the case. Hugh, Drew and Rick all work for corporations with boring bosses (Reality TV meets real life, I suppose).

We also don't have a homebase feeling. Yellowknife, Canada, last season was a discernable city. It had a few tall buildings, bars, Days Inns and recognizable roads. The new homebase of Inuvik has 3,484 residents (Yellowknife has more than four times that). When the show's premise is about taking big machinery parts from civilization to a remote outpost, it doesn't work as well when you get the feeling you're just shuttling goods from one outpost to another.

And most importantly, there's no money meter, and hence, no way to value the work. we know Rick Yemm leaves "hundreds" of dollars on the table when he cracks his oil pan on the road, but we don't know exactly how much of a hole that puts him in and which end of the "hundreds" of dollars scale are talking. I want to know how much each load is worth.

Plus, there are only four main characters (or at least those from last season) and a bevy of people who just sort of show up like Eric Dufresne (pictured) and Bear Swensen. I do like the idea of the drivers going to a diverse set of locales, like Tuktoyaktuk, population 870 and most famous for hosting the the Molson Ice Beach Party in 1995. There's also the town of Mallik, where gas hydrate fields (gas hydrate is really condensed methane energy) need supplies and the ice-locked Wurmlinger barge, which houses scientists and engineers.

Not as sexy as diamond mines, but riding along the Arctic Ocean, and seeing frozen tugboats and barges along the way is an improvement. And the demise of Drew Sherwood -- from truck drive to forklift operator -- is humiliatingly good.

The oddest element of last night's show -- a turned-over abandoned truck -- led to speculation about drinking and driving on the Tuktoyaktuk Winter Road. I couldn't imagine somebody drinking on the job on the Northwestern of Deadliest Catch, which makes this a sober reminder that this job ain't too tough. Or at least, not that much more taxing than what the truckers deal with on I-95 daily.


On to the best blogs ... around

Zyrdunas Ilgauskas won't be allowed to play for Lithuania at the Olympics. The Downunder View sees this as unfair. The Cavaliers see it as a player whose contract is not insured.

Jorge Posada returns and the Yankees start to turn it on. Sports Girl looks at what exactly's going on in the Bronx.

Just when things started to go well for the Yankees, Chien-Ming Wang may have suffered a "lisfranc" injury. What's On Steve's Mind? examines the repercussions.

The Lakers won last night. That's the good. The bad is Michael Wilbon's critique of Kobe Bryant's steal. The Monday Hustle explains.


Klick of the Day  

I spent last week at our L.A. office, which also houses The Price is Right. Worst bid ever.

 
 
 
 
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