Monthly Archives: May 2010

And the sun comes up once again…

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…on Cleveland sports fans who awaken to no chance for a championship. And no bleating from the longsuffering CHICAGO fans, either (yes, RD and the Thriller, I’m talking to YOU).  Can you say 2005 Sox, the 90s Bulls, the ’85 Bears, and possibly the current Blackhawks? Don’t talk to me about city sports droughts. Put down that candle you’re trying to hold.

OK, so the Cubs kinda suck, but not as bad as the Indians.

:-)

The LeBron era could be over. By his own admission before the disaster last night: “Potentially being my last game in Cleveland, last game of the season, I’m looking forward to Game 6.”  No matter. It will be one day anyhow, right? This guy said it most interestingly in the comment section of the article I read this morning:

I would see him going to the Nets before the Knicks. Brand new arena being built in his favorite city (Brooklyn), his best friend part owner of the team (Jay-Z), an incredibly solid young core, possibly John Wall or Evan Turner and 3 more draft picks from this year including another 1st rounder, a ridiculous new billionaire owner who jet skis, hits clubs, and parties with nothing but models…

I just think in terms of what the Nets can offer, it’s substantially more enticing than the Knicks. You know Jay-Z will be on that private jet to pick him up the day free agency begins.

Yyyyyyyyyyyyep.

Regardless, we look forward. No more basketball posts at RtB for awhile. And hey, it’s Finkday. Finally. I must eat candy to celebrate.

Festivus — for the rest of us

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Or, the GooglePad for Verizon slaves. Behold:

Pretty dandy, yes? At least the mock-up conversations appear somewhat promising. Or is this not the droid I am looking for? Personally, I was just glad to see a tablet not tied to AT&T. I mean, I’m not pushing for a “killer” anything; just maybe a tablet device that will allow me to stay where I am contract-wise (not that that’s anything fantastic).

Still, it sure is pretty to look at. It appears I need to start a “Stuff I Want III” post.

I cannot believe it is not Friday. Blarg.

“It’s just basketball.”

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That’s what I said when I went upstairs last night, after giving up on the last four minutes of the Cavs getting smoked (again).

I’ve been reading the sports blogs this morning. People are actually saying that LeBron is playing badly on purpose, or out of sheer apathy. I refuse to believe someone like him would want to lose, or to throw a game because his contract’s up and he wants to leave, possibly to play for the Knicks. In fact, I believe just the opposite: LeBron wants a championship in Cleveland so other teams will fight for him. (Why would he leave though, when Cleveland can pay him the most? Guess it could be more about the wanderlust than the wampum…)

Still, it was depressing. As I got ready for bed, I thought, “Cripes! It’s just basketball. Get over it.” I’m thinking it’s a bit more than that. It’s pulling for a city, not just a team. A city whose river caught on fire one day back in the 70s, and has never lived it down. A city that’s come this close to winning championships before (Indians in the late 90s, Browns in the late 80s), but never quite grabbed the ring. A Rust Belt city whose people deserve a championship. My goodness, I wax poetic this morning. I love me.

Anyway.

Did you know they had to construct a database to keep track of all the NFL players who’ve been arrested? That made me laugh.

What did not make me laugh: Men Who Stare at Goats. OK, I laughed a couple of times.

Gonna be a Weird Wednesday. Hope you enjoy yours!

FO

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I’m not counting down the days. Really, I’m not.

Some moss I’ve gathered since getting up at 4:30:

  • Jake Gyllenhaal is afraid of ostriches. I’m thinking I would be as well.
  • The damage a tornado can do just makes you shake your head.
  • This was surprising to read.

And I’m out of time, because I just remembered I have a rehearsal at 7 a.m. today. Yikes. Time to hit the shower. I’m not gonna make it…

Here and gone

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The weekend, I mean. Actually, the last four days have flown by. Wish I could have some of it back. But then we wouldn’t be closer to the end of school, now would we? I hope everyone enjoyed Mothers Day, whether functioning as a mom, a child, or both.

Last night, after the decidedly disappointing Cavaliers game (why a 6′ 1″ Celtics player was allowed to get 18 solo rebounds, I’ll never know), I watched one of my Mom’s Day gifts — This is It, the Michael Jackson movie. Impressive. He really still had most of his moves at 50, although the Thriller and I both noticed that a bit of the pizazz had mellowed. I know I couldn’t have kept up, though.

What struck me was how he got what he wanted out of the band, the singers and the dancers without once exhibiting “diva” behavior. I like that in an artist. The fact that everyone, including his director, was absolutely sycophantic in their admiration and devotion to him probably made it unnecessary, admittedly. Still, it was a pleasure to watch how what was in his brain translated to the stage. Watching the interviews with the dancers at the beginning showed what an impact MJ had on millions. There has never been anyone like him, like him or not.

Time to get back to reality, however. Performances coming up…

Did everyone have a lovely weekend?

Photo credit: Sony Pictures