Sports is elation and pain, jubilation and sadness. For Steve's Word's editors, the 2009 World Series match up makes this even more true than usual. In a rare dual column, Tim and Matt expound on their feelings heading into the Fall Classic.
Wow. Chicago didn’t get the Olympics. When that bitter pill fought its way down my throat Thursday morning, I had no choice but to take it. Now, I’m a die-hard Cubs fan*, so I’m used to swallowing that pill, but it still just bunched up my panties and made my asshole pucker up tighter than your dad after the 8th day of Hanukkah. I calmed myself using a familiar mantra: ‘don’t fret, little Michael. At least we’ll all be dead soon.’
"All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must seem inactive; when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are near." - Sun Tzu The Art of War
At 2 pm yesterday afternoon, the New York Times broke news that Manny Ramirez and David Ortiz tested positive for steroids in 2003, making them them the sixth and seventh names to come to light as being on that list. In case you don't know, this list is the result of a test that Major League Baseball conducted to see if it needed to implement league-wide testing for performance enhancers, enough players tested positive in that 2003 survey for the league to start cracking down on the problem and testing regularly. (I wrote a little more about it in this February article about Alex (A-Rod) Rodriguez's admission of guilt, if you need some more info.) Needless to say, this is devastating news to the people of Red Sox Nation (I'm not a member), as two beloved members of the 2004 team that broke the curse have now fallen, though Ramirez has recently lost some of his luster after serving a 50 game suspension this season for testing positive for a female fertility drug, the kind of drug that one would take if they needed their body to restart the production of testosterone. Either way, it doesn't seem like baseball's steroid problem is going to go away any time soon, and it's probably going to get a lot worse before it gets better.
It's Saturday, July 18th at 5 pm and I'm sitting at work right now because this is what happens when you're me, but that's another story for another time. We've got something very serious to cover right now and I won't have any distractions. I was innocently cruising the internet whilst eating my lunch a few hours ago, and I started with my Google Reader. I hadn't looked at the net at all yesterday or the day before, so my Reader was chock full of goodness. But let's just skip right past the death of Walter Cronkite and the arrest of the Fight Club-inspired jackass who torched a Starbucks a few months ago, and jump right to the good stuff. Several posts on the sports blog Deadspin charted the story of video clip of a naked Erin Andrews.
There's a lot that happens in half a season of baseball and this year is no exception. We've seen a no-hitter and an inside-the-park home run, just in the last week. There have been two steals of home, one major PED-related suspension, one Cuban defection, and the biggest potential American draft prospect of all time, so big he might be in the Majors by September. Basically, pretty standard stuff. Of course, depending on your team and their performance during these past 85-odd games, you might feel that this season so far is really great, really crappy or absolutely horrible. That's the camp I find myself in, since I happen to support the New York Mets. But this isn't going to be about how awful they've been playing for the last month or an attempt to explain away those troubles by looking at how they've been decimated by injury (which is true). Instead, let's look at the bright side of things.
You should know going in that I hate the NBA. This isn't because I hate basketball, it's because basketball (and the NBA) have been unkind to me. The team of my youth, the New York Knicks, has never failed to disappoint. The team of my present, the Brooklyn Nets, doesn't exist and won't ever exist. And the team of my future, the New York Knicks s
The winner of our top prize is none other than editor extraordinaire Justin Bolger who literally has not stopped laughing since his ascent after Michigan State won on Saturday. Well done, sir. And, once again, this proves that you don't need to know anything about college basketball to win a bracket pool, you just need a little luck and one o
This year's championship game wasn't a thriller like last year's Memphis/Kansas square off that resulted in a last second three and a thrilling overtime, but it did teach us all one thing. UNC was real and they weren't joking around. UNC held commanding leads for most of the entire tournament, it was only LSU who really challenged them a
The last Saturday night of March Madness was certainly a lot of fun. Michigan State, behind a healthy contribution from their bench plus some first half fisticuffs, established an early lead over UConn who never really got star A. J.
Come on, Eldrick.