Archive for the 'sports' Category

Autographed Galaxy Jersey

Wed, 14 Nov 2007 17:57:30 -0600

Enter to win an autographed Los Angeles Galaxy jersey

Gooooo, Wales!

Fri, 01 Sep 2006 23:59:18 -0500

[In a sing-song:]  Gooooo, Wales!  (They ain’t got a chance, but) Gooooo, Wales!

Over here, we won’t even get to see the bloodbath to which Scotland will subject the Faroe Islands.

Really unfair, when you think about it

Thu, 29 Jun 2006 19:50:34 -0500

I was watching the Brazil-Ghana match, and the play-by-play announcer narrated on one play that “a moa chases it down for Ghana”.

This is really not fair, having giant extinct ratites on your football team.  They are so tall, so big, so fast.  A stray kick can shatter the ribcage of a grown man.  Their backwards-bending knees give major unpredictability to where a penalty kick is aimed.  Unfair, but a genius move nonetheless.  Must be the Mensa contingent on the Ghana team.

(Also, I cannot justify a whole post for a bad pun, but someone has to say that Beckham “puts the freak back in free kick“.)

Football troll

Thu, 22 Jan 2004 20:00:11 -0600

Over $1600 for two tickets to a football game, and the reserve still isn’t met.

A football game.

(Response to my troll, my apology thereof, and my actual argument found at the discussion page, starting at post #254.)

Keeping up with the Joneses

Mon, 15 Dec 2003 19:07:21 -0600

[Vinnie] Jones, who achieved widespread fame in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels … reckons that he could have an entire aeroplane’s cabin crew bumped off for a mere £3000.  This was his claim, somewhere between Tokyo and Heathrow, sometime last May, when a member of said cabin crew attempted to remonstrate with him for slapping a fellow passenger in the face, 10 times.  And this was not a shonky, under-manned CheapyJet Air Van.  This was a Virgin Atlantic A340-600, the longest commercial aeroplane in the world, with an on-board staff of 19. That’s less than £158 each.  Cheap for a stewardess, and a downright bargain for the pilot.

                    – Hugo Rifkind, “Keeping up with the Joneses”, The Herald, 15 December 2003.

Marina Sailing

Wed, 16 Jul 2003 11:30:22 -0500

Well, I’ve finally done it.  I’ve signed up to begin the sailing courses with Marina Sailing that Jenn gave me for Christmas (thanks Jenn!)  I am terrifically excited.  After I finish the Complete Sailing Course I will have had 21 hours of on-the-water instruction, three hours of classroom instruction, lots of home study, and will have received ASA Basic (101) and Coastal Cruising (103) certification, allowing me to charter boats.

They are sponsoring a photo contest right now.  The following are my favorites.  Click the pictures for larger versions.

Seagull Chicks

Seagull Chicks

       Sea Lion on a Rock

Sea Lion on a Rock

Women’s billiards

Sun, 21 Jul 2002 14:02:10 -0500

I have started watching televised billiards.  I find this to be a fascinating game.  There is a great deal of logical and geometric reasoning involved coupled with precise training of bodily movements, sort of chess meets figure skating.

I followed the women’s world semifinals and finals, with players from the U.S., U.K., and Ireland reaching the top ranks.  The two finalists both have “a snooker background”, say the announcers, and explain that snooker is played on a longer table (so they are very good with use of the bridge) and with smaller balls (so they have good ball control.)  And watching Jeanette Lee, known as The Black Widow, lean over the cloth, chest touching the table and long black hair brushing the felt, I noted that billiards is the only women’s sport in which the sportcaster can get away with proclaiming “Nice rack!”

The steroid question

Wed, 03 Jul 2002 20:36:50 -0500

The steroid question will always be your last question

[When Journalist Rick Reilly challenges Sammy Sosa to take a test for steroids,] Sosa chuckles ruefully, pats Reilly on the back, and replies, “No, sir, that would weaken the player’s union, and besides, your question is quite inappropriate.”

Just kidding. Actually, Sosa yells and screams. His answer includes the word “motherfucker.” “You’re not my father,” he tells Reilly.

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