I’m Scared. (not really).

I’ve never been to a football game live–that is until last Sunday. And lucky me, I got to see the Oakland Raiders play. Known to be loud and brash, some say that the Raider fans care more about their rival team losing than their own team actually winning. I have to give it to them though, they are extremely, extremely loyal fans. I mean their called ‘nation’ for a reason, that’s a given.

I met an old guy who had all sorts of patches (from past players) pinned up on his jersey. When I asked him, “Where’s Al Davis?” He said, “The Al patch is still being worked on, he will be on the middle of my jersey where it says numba 1.” I only hope its a glittered one.


Weekend Roundup November 20th

There were lots of wins and upsets this past weekend, and since pictures generally describe things better than words, here is a rundown of what exactly happened.

Niner's are at it again with their ninth win a row. This picture pretty much epitomizes their defense right now= baller!

Check out SFist’s Daisy does the Niners here.

Not too shabby for the Raiders either, they won against the Vikings, 27-21.

Photo credit: here

Since its looking like we are not having a basketball season, Lebron is making use of his time by attending a Duck's game. USC upsets Oregon 38-35.

LeBron Photo Credit Here

Hopefully we have better news to report across the board next week so we can be like this fan! aka my little brother, Steven.

“They’re legit Super Bowl contenders”

Found this little gem on sfist! And it just reminded me of how much sports lives within us! I’m excited for the Niners. I lucked out on a ticket to next Sunday’s game versus Arizona because I waited too long to get it, but my friend will be there to soak it all in.

“In the first quarter, I saw a couple a few rows ahead of me complain to two guys that they were standing up too much. By the time they complained to the usher in the second quarter, it was too late. Every single person in that stadium was on their feet screaming at the top of their lungs. Even the reluctant couple rose for the occasion. And what an occasion it was.”

Read more here. Keep ’em coming!

Fear that beard

B weezy aka San Francisco Giant’s closer Brian Wilson is my ultimate favorite athlete (or character) in sports. I loved watching him back in the “machine” days during his post game interview with Chris Rose and if you don’t know what I’m talking about, It’s best to watch his interviews here to get yourself upto date.

In between the tattoos, ninja moves, being fined by the National League for what he cites as “too-much awesome footwear” and now the attire for ESPY awards…. he only keeps getting better (and maybe creepier). Yikes.

He is a mystery wrapped in an enigma for sure.

Espy Awards Attire

Standard Procedure

Mountain Man

Images courtesy of Mercury News

Athlete Spotlight: Roger Federer

Tennis is one of those games I grew up watching back in the day when Sampras/ Agassi still owned the court. Unfortunately over the years, I haven’t kept up with the sport. There’s something about watching tennis that’s different from say, watching a team take on another team. The obvious of course, is that the focus is either on one player, the other or both (the same goes for doubles)–but you get the picture; less players essentially. As a player, the pressure of the game is entirely on you and the clay/grass/hard/carpet court is your sole stage. The nice part about having that much focus on a player is I think people get a real sense of your capabilities as an athlete. People have a better understanding of how a tennis player evolves with their good streaks and bad streaks, their consistency and inconsistency.

The last tennis game I saw was back in May during the French open when Rafael Nadal beat Roger Federer.

Federer is somewhat of a superhuman. He’s already won 16 grand slam titles. He speaks Swiss German, German, French and English. When he lost to Nadal, he addressed the French crowd in French at the French open. Now thats Impressive! He also holds Swiss and South African citizenships. (Really Random) And most importantly, he has ridiculously cute names for his twin girls–Myla Rose and Charlene Riva. I might steal the names in the future, Roger.

There’s this great article from Grantland titled, “Still Life: the long autumn of Roger Federer.” In it, Brian Phillip talks about the time Federer beats my dad’s favorite, Sampras saying: “After the match, the Sports Illustrated write-up focused on Sampras, of course, describing him as “defeated and dethroned” as he sat slumped in his changeover chair, stuffing sweaty towels into his bag. Actually, he just looks numb, numb and exhausted, while the kid in the other chair (Federer), whose whole career is ahead of him, sobs for joy.”

Unfortunately though, Federer is loosing his super human ability a little bit–for the second year in a row now, Federer has lost in the quarterfinals at Wimbledon. Some say he’ll retire soon. I think he still has a little bit more to go before he closes the door.

Moneyball and the Oakland A’s.

Last Saturday night when I was working (and watching the As vs. Giants game) a lady sitting at the bar turned to me when she heard me cheer for the As. Dumfounded by my cheer, she proceeded to ask, “you’re an A’s fan?” but the question sounded more like “how could you be an A’s fan?”

“Oh, I’m a bay fan!” I said. She stared at me, deeper this time, and said, “You can’t be both. You can’t be both…” repeating it multiple times like it’s completely inconceivable to be both an As. and Giants fan.

Yes. Sorry lady–I have love for both teams, what can I say… Anyways on a side note, this time around last year, a movie about baseball with Brad Pitt and Jonah Hill (Superbad) was filmed right here in the bay area. The movie is called Moneyball. Set to be released in theaters this September, Moneyball is the film adaption of Michael Lewis’ hit book Moneyball: The Art of Winning An Unfair GameIt’s centered around Billy Beane who is (up until today) the A’s manager that used sabermetrics aka computer-generated analysis**  to build a winning team on a limited budget– fyi. Between 1999 and 2006, Beane’s Athletics put up a 751-544 record with four AL West championships and one Wild Card.

** sabermetrics is the mathematical and statistical analysis of baseball records. But the way I understand it is this:  Mr. Beane looked at the player’s base percentage (including walks) and total bases rather than focusing on traditional statistics like batting average and runs batted in.

See the trailer below:

Looking Good Brad!

Grantland and Its a Sports Guy Thing

A friend of mine (who is also my dubbed blog advisor) calls Grantland my number one location for research and inspiration for this blog. Well, this baby still needs a lot of work and yes, its slowwwly getting there. I really need to take a crack at writing sports from my perspective, not just bits I find in the web. This will happen soon, once I really get things rolling. I promise.

Just to give you a little background: Grantland (named after the sportswriter, Grantland Rice) is created by Bill Simmons. Mr. Simmons is ESPN’s star columnist. He also wrote the New York Times No. 1 best-seller “The Book of Basketball” where he sets to correct every mistaken MVP award the NBA ever handed out. pretty interesting eyyy?

Anyways, I was digging around and I found this thing he wrote for ESPN that suits this blog pretty well. Simmon’s voice is entertaining and witty. He writes like he’s talking to you. He tries to blend sports smarts with some pop culture and the kind of adolescent humor you’re likely to find in one of Paul Rudd’s movie. The article is titled “Its a Sports Guy Thing,” where he hands out ground rules that girls should follow when watching sports with a room full of guys.

Here’s some of my favorite things he lists: –

  • No PDA. If you’re allowed to watch with your boyfriend and his buddies, don’t rub his head, don’t kiss his neck, don’t scratch his back, don’t cuddle … don’t do any of that stuff. By the way, the only thing that makes guys more uncomfortable than public affection is fighting, so if you feel the need to re-enact the limo scene from “What’s Love Got to Do With It,” do it on your own time.
  • Know your stuff. The moment you say something like, “Wait, I thought Drew Bledsoe was on the Patriots,” you might as well pull a bag over your head. If you’re clueless, keep it to rudimentary observations like “That was an unbelievable catch” or “This announcer is annoying.” Never say, “Jon Gruden’s so cute. He looks just like my old high school boyfriend!” Save that for the next “American Idol.”
  • Along those same lines, an understated approach may just win our eternal respect.A few years ago, I was in Vermont with some friends. On a Sunday afternoon, while the boys were watching the Steelers, the girls returned from the slopes with their adorable ski bunny friend (the one who caused us to jostle in our seats to sneak peeks when she wasn’t looking). The ski bunny notices the game, sits down and asks, “What’s the score?” Typical girl question (right up there with “Who’s playing?”), but since she was cute, we threw her a bone and gave her the score. Then, she drops this one on us: “How come Tomczak’s in the game? Did O’Donnell get hurt?”Nobody said anything. We did a collective quadruple take, eyes bulging out of our heads like Marty Mornhinweg. We were floored.Finally, I answered: “Yeah, he’s hurt. By the way, my name’s Bill. Will you marry me?”Turned out, she had a boyfriend. The great ones always do:) 

    Duly noted, Mr. Simmons. Duly noted.