Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Review for "I Am Legend"

I am a sucker for an action movie. I mean, I REALLY like action movies. Every guy likes action movies. “Live Free or Die Hard,” “Transformers,” and “300” were all huge hits this summer, not to mention “The Bourne Ultimatum.” All four of those movies, by the way, made it into my top 15 of the year. But my love of action movies goes even deeper than the average American male. (Somewhere some snooty French dude is sipping a vanilla laced, watered down coffee and making a witty remark about how ridiculous American’s are.) I really liked “Shooter,” a movie that at best elicited a halfhearted “Eh” from most movie critics. I am the only person in the world who thought “Ghost Rider” wasn’t that bad, including Nicholas Cage who apparently wept during the screening of this film. I own a copy of “The Island;” and I actually do not regret purchasing it. Basically, if it has a half interesting plot, some explosions and/or firefighting, and actors who can sort of make me believe they are in fact paid, professional actors, I will probably enjoy it on some level.

Seldom, however, do I see a true, certifiable action movie that is worthy of not only a four star review, (or five star, depending on your rating system, mine is four) but also award nomination. Very rarely has an action film come along that is riveting in its drama and its character development in addition to the obligatory action sequences. “I Am Legend” is that film.

The story, based on a Richard Matheson novella of the same title, has been modernized and set in New York City, circa 2012. A virus that initiated as a cure for cancer has mutated and turned the world’s population (those who lived through the outbreak) into a species of cave dwelling zombies. Matheson’s work portrayed the creatures as vampires but the film stops short of this declaration, though they exhibit classic vampire like characteristics. Dr. Robert Neville (Will Smith), at one time the world’s best hope for survival, is, for all intents and purposes, the last man on earth. He is isolated on Manhattan Island with only his dog and the infected for company. Neville spends his days hunting deer in the streets, alphabetically working his way through every DVD in the electronic store, and meticulously searching for a cure for the virus. At night, however, he locks metal shutters on every door and window and hunkers down with Sam (the dog) as the infected roam the night.

As Neville comes closer and closer to a cure, he also comes closer and closer to the edge. He experiences breaks from reality and flashes back to memories of the night his family died while trying to flee the island. He is driven to the point of breaking by his desire, his need to cure the virus. During an uncharacteristic moment of sloppiness he comes within an inch of his life at the hands of the infected, and loses his companion in the process. The loss nearly pushes him to assisted suicide, so to speak, before he is pulled from the brink of death by a pair of survivors. The arrival of survivors, the first he has seen in 3 years, is a shock to Neville and he has a difficult time adjusting to his new found allies. During a particularly dramatic scene, Neville screams at Anna () about the absence of God, as she attempts to talk him into leaving with her for a supposed safe haven in Vermont. The argument ends abruptly, however, when the house is stormed by the infected who have finally traced Neville back to his lair.

While making what will be his last stand, Neville discovers he has finally found the cure he devoted his life to. The final confrontation culminates in Neville’s self sacrifice to save Anna and Ethan, but only after passing on the cure and rediscovering his faith. It is a fairly poignant moment that could have been that much more with a little more development. The point still hits home, however and we are allowed to catch a brief glimpse of the colony Neville’s work made possible.

There are elements of “Legend” that are cliché. Plenty of films have focused on viral outbreaks and zombie filled streets. This film could have easily slipped into the usual post-apocalyptic world that so many of its predecessors have created before it. But the stroke of genius here is that the infected and the fight against them take a back seat to the isolation, the lonely and haunting world in which Neville finds himself. What would you do if you were the only person on earth? What measures would you take to stay sane? Neville sets up mannequins at his usual visits. He watches Tivoed recordings of “Good Morning America.” He talks to and treats Sam like a child, methodically bathing her and forcing her to eat her vegetables. In effect, he does anything that seems “normal” in an effort to remain normal.

Will Smith delivers what is without question the best performance of his spectacular career. In the minds of many, Smith has long been a summer blockbuster kind of actor: a guy who could deliver big money for entertaining yet less than thought provoking films that are never talked about during award season. (See: “Men in Black” and “Independence Day.”) This role could and should push him into the very rare category of actors who can earn both big money and golden statues. It takes a very, VERY talented and versatile actor to stand alone on the screen for the majority of a film and not become annoying or boring. Tom Hanks was nominated for an Oscar for doing just this in “Castaway” though quite frankly, I and many other were both annoyed and bored by Hanks. Smith strikes the perfect chord between vulnerability and strength, both bordering on the breaking point and remaining steadfast in his quest. He is less a flawed hero and more a broken one, a man who expects to succeed, to be the hero he knows the world needs him to be, and yet his loss and his loneliness weighs on him heavily. Smith plays the role perfectly and it is hard to imagine many other actors who could have done the job as effectively.

The direction of Francis Lawrence deserves mention as well. His work to avoid falling into the traps of making an average zombie movie is quite apparent throughout, to the point that I felt he was almost reluctant to move away from Neville’s story of solidarity and into his fight with the infected. It is a social commentary as much as it is an action movie. There are several brilliantly shot scenes, none so powerful as the moment in which Neville must put down his only companion after she is infected. “Old Yeller” has nothing on this scene which is almost too tough to watch for a dog lover like myself. Nonetheless, it firmly drives home the point once more that Neville is completely and utterly alone and further illustrates his brokenness. If I had to complain, I would point out that I was unimpressed by the CGI infected. They are less than inspired and painfully brought back memories of Mr. Hyde in “The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.” (*Shutter*) I do believe, however, this may have been done in an effort to avoid an “R” rating. A more intense creature would have very likely ensured this. In addition, the film runs short at 100 minutes and there is clearly room for further development. I hope to see a “Director’s Cut” on DVD before too long.

I am in no way insinuating that “Legend” will receive any mention come Oscar season. Film critics have proven that they take themselves far too seriously to truly consider the merits of a comedy or action movie, no matter how deserving they might be. I am insinuating, however, that “Legend” and Smith in particular deserve consideration, if not nomination when the Academy get together in a few months. It is, without question, the best film I have seen this year and far more significant than the average action film.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Top 100 NBA Players 60-41

60. Tyson Chandler, Hornets
A younger Ben Wallace at half the price.

59. Zach Randolph, Knicks
See “Eddy Curry” and anyone else on the Knicks.

58. Peja Stojakovic, Hornets

57. Leandro Barbosa, Suns

56. Ron Artest, Kings
“OVERRATED! *clap clap clap clap clap* OVERRATED!”

55. Danny Granger, Pacers
This guy does everything well.

54. Tayshaun Prince, Pistons
See “Danny Granger”

53. Gerald Wallace, Bobcats
Does a little bit of everything and is one of the most exciting players in the league.

52. Rasheed Wallace, Pistons
Attitude and stupidity have seriously hindered his ability to be the player he should have been.

51. Al Jefferson, Wolves

50. Brandon Roy, Blazers
One of my favorite players in the league and he does everything well.

49. Corey Maggette, Clippers

48. Marcus Camby, Nuggets
Injuries are the only things that have ever held him back.

47. Jason Terry, Mavs
Instant offense off the bench.

46. Kevin Martin, Kings

45. Jason Richardson, Bobcats
One of the more underrated scorers in the history of the NBA.

44. Lamar Odom, Lakers
If Kobe would shut his mouth and take a look around he’d see that Odom is a pretty darn good running mate. Size, speed, offense, rebounding, and even a little defense.

43. Rashard Lewis, Magic

42. Josh Smith, Hawks
Will his attitude hold him back or will he turn into the 5 tool player he could be

41. David West, Hornets
Gets lost in the shuffle of excellent Western Conference power forwards.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Sports Quick Hits 2

1. Michigan Hires Rodriguez
The University of Michigan hired Rich Rodriguez as head football coach this weekend. Rodriguez will be leaving West Virginia University, the school he has led to two BCS games. I have a complex reaction to this signing.

First off, I'm upset Michigan didn't hire Les Miles from LSU because I would have had some SERIOUSLY hot sports opinions on this. From a blogger's perspective, Miles abandoning LSU would have been a dream.

But here's where it gets really complicated for me. There's no question Rodriguez is an excellent coach. In truth, after Miles turned the school down the first time, I'm not sure why Rodriguez wasn't the next choice. But Rodriguez brings with him a very distinct and fairly unique offense which has been coined the Spread Option. It will take YEARS to adapt the program to his brand of offense. I'd be willing to bet not a single player on the Michigan roster has ever played in the Spread Option or anything close. Michigan has a highly recruited, highly talented sophomore quarterback (Ryan Mallet). How he and Rodriguez work together will be a big question. As an Ohio State fan, I'm excited to think the school will likely be out of serious contention for the next 2 to 4 years.

On the other hand, however, if Rodriguez can get through a few tough years, Michigan could be a real force to be reckoned with. No one in the Big 10 runs anything even remotely resembling the Spread Option. That makes Michigan a matchup nightmare each and every week, assuming Rodriguez gets the players he needs. The nation's top high school QB recruit has already said he's considering going to Michigan now to play for Rodriguez. He'll fit the offense like a glove. I have a feeling that if Michigan can suffer through the transition, they'll be an extremely dangerous team before too long.

So here's hoping Ohio State pulls in a title or two before Michigan turns the page.

2. Rory Sabbatini
This weekend Tiger Woods hosted his annual Target World Championship golf tournament, which he ran away with once again. The participants are generally the best 18 or so golfers in the world and I believe are personally invited by Tiger (though the final list is pretty much the top 18 money winners of the year). It's supposed to be a fairly fun, relaxed event as the PGA is out of season right now anyway.

But one golfer decided to take this opportunity to take another shot at the world's best player.

Rory Sabbatini, 6th on the money list, was in last place going into the final round. He trailed Tiger by a whopping 28 strokes. Rather than show up for the final day, however, he disappeared (taking the courtesy car with him) and had his agent phone in a bogus injury notice just before he was supposed to tee off. It would later be discovered that Sabbatini had grabbed a flight to Maui, apparently unable to finish out his debacle of a tournament.

First off, it's pretty poor sportsmanship to just up and quit like that because you are sucking. It's a friendly tournament, there are tons of fans who paid big money to see the best players in the world, and even last place gets you $170,000 bucks.

But more importantly, it was a slap in the face to Tiger Woods. This was Tiger's tournament. He hosts it, he is the face of it. Not showing up for the final round reflects poorly on Tiger. This is the second time Sabbatini has taken a thinly veiled shot at Tiger after earlier this year claiming Tiger was "as beatable as ever."

Far be it from me to judge Rory. If you want to be a jerk, fine. But to quote Jim Croce, "you don't tug on Superman's cape, you don't spit into the wind, you don't pull the mask off the ol' Lone Ranger" and you don't piss off the most competitive and dominating player in all of professional sports! Dude! What are you thinking?! As if Tiger wasn't good enough, now he'll be playing with a chip on his shoulder. He'll literally be trying to rip out Sabbatini's heart and drive it 300 yards the next time these two meet up. The odds of Tiger going 4 for 4 in the PGA majors this year just shot up and you have to believe every other player on tour will be looking to "accidentally" hit a few shots Rory's way as a "thank you" for giving Tiger one more reason to pummel the rest of the tour into the ground.

3. Clemens
I've got a full length diatribe on the Mitchell Report in the works but very briefly, let me say that the "shock" so many express over the fact that Roger Clemens has finally been outed for his steroids is absurd to me. The exact same circumstantial that was used to convict Barry Bonds in the court of public opinions was right it front of anyone who wanted to pay attention to it concerning Clemens. The added size, the resurgence late in his career, the amazing ability to avoid injury despite his age. Some will play the race card here and I think that's valid in this case. If Barry was white I'm not sure he would have had the same coverage. The truth of the matter is, however, that the media didn't want to see it with Clemens. While Barry has admittedly been a jerk to the media since day one, Clemens has been a hero to so many in the sports world. But the signs were there had anyone been looking for it. It's a traveshamockery that the steroid craze focused so severely on Barry and ignored his most obvious counterpart, Clemens.

4. Dolphins Win
After starting out 0-13, the Miami Dolphins finally picked up a win Sunday, beating Baltimore 23 to 16 in overtime. Though I have absolutely no love for the Dolphins, I was mildly pleased to see them pull out a win. It's got to be extremely frustrating to go through an entire season knowing you have no chance of winning.

But, it should be noted that not all the glory should go to the Dolphins for this win. A great deal of it should go to Baltimore coach Brian Billick for doing everything he could to lose the game. In overtime the Ravens had third string rookie quarterback Troy Smith running the show because Kyle Boller went out with a concussion. Smith was playing well and had the team moving up the field. Once the Ravens moved into the fringe of field goal range, however, Billick started to play not to lose rather than to win. They ran the ball on dive plays on three consecutive plays, settling for a 43 yard field goal. Now, it should have been made. 43 yards in the NFL on a sunny day should be good. But it's not a given. The team was playing well, Smith was moving the ball, and they were starting to get into a rhythm. It was an IDIOTIC choice by Billick to play for the field goal instead of playing to get the ball in the end zone and it cost his team the game.

In addition, it will probably cost Billick his job. In the last three weeks his team lost because of a mental meltdown against New England, gave up 28 first quarter points en route to a 44-21 shalacking by the Colts, and gave Miami what will likely be their only win of the season. After the decisions he made this weekend, he deserves to be fired and good riddance. But congratulations to the Dolphins are in order. Way to win a game!

5. Weather
Lastly, I just want to thank the blinking weather on the East Coast for ruining my fantasy football season. I built my team around Tom Brady and the Pats and have been ROLLING all season long. I was 12-2 going into the playoffs, with one of the losses coming while the Pats were on a bye week. Unfortunately, the weather in Massachusetts this weekend was that of the North Pole. Snow, rain, wind, sub zero temperatures. I'm pretty sure at least one player lost a hand to frost bite. (I made that up.) As a result, New England, who have probably attempted 10 running plays in the last month, ran the ball a ton of times and Brady completed only 12 passes. No touchdowns for the first time all season. And so, in the fashion I have become accustomed to in fantasy sports, my team was handed a resounding loss by an inferior team. I'm sure next week, when my team plays for 3rd place, Brady will throw for 350 yards and 5 touchdowns. But alas, it will not save the Fighting Ferrets 07.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Snakes

This week I witnessed one of the absolute worst scenes in coaching history. Bobby Petrino, with three games left in the NFL season, up and left his team the Atlanta Falcons in the middle of the night to sign on as the coach of the Arkansas Razorbacks. It was a truly classless move, though unfortunately a move that has become all too familiar.

Petrino left the University of Lousville after last season to take his chances in the NFL. He was given a SIZABLE contract, not to mention a pretty talented team that had underachieved the year before. It was a mistake. Everyone knew it was a mistake. College coaches almost always fail in the NFL. It is a completely different game. Yet every year you can expect to see at least one owner offer a college coach the chance and at least one college coach to take the offer.

Things got off to a bad start. What was supposed to be a dream pairing, offensive genius Petrino and athletic FREAK Michael Vick, was knocked off the tracks almost immediately by Vick's arrest and subsequent conviction on animal cruelty charges that will likely keep him out of the league for the next 3 years. What followed was a serious of confrontations and public issues between Petrino and his team. Players criticized him in the media. A leader of the team was cut mid season. The starting quarterback was benched without ever being notified. Petrino failed to lay down the law and gain the respect of his team when a player basically lost a game for the Falcons by drawing back to back personal fouls.

All of this turmoil and failure culminated in a Monday night THRASHING at the hands of the New Orleans Saints. According to sources, before the game Petrino delivered a message to the team in which he talked about not quitting, about sticking together, and finishing the season. Apparently this speech did not pertain to the speaker himself. Less than 24 hours later Petrino informed Falcons owner Arthur Blank that he was leaving for Arkansas and the contract was signed before midnight. At his press conference, Petrino talked about the virtues of Arkansas and how he'd always been a fan of what they do. The truth is, it was the first halfway decent program that called and offered him a "Get Out of Jail Free" card. If Michigan had called first, he'd have talked about how he had always admired Michigan. If it was UCLA, the same thing, and so on and so forth.


Look, I have no problem with Petrino going back to college football. He was in WAY over his head in the NFL and everyone knew it. I believe Blank would have stood by Petrino had he decided to stay but it would have likely ended in Petrino's dismissal within a year or two. My problem is with the guy bailing on the team during the season. Once the going got tough, Petrino got the hell out of Dodge without ever looking back. It was a cowardly, gutless act that, as stated previously, has become common place among college coaches. If he would have waited three more weeks until this abortion of a season was over, he could have walked off free and clear. In truth, the players, the fans, and the owner would have breathed a sigh of relief to be able to move on with a different direction now rather than wait through another year or two of failure. But instead, he Franchione's the team right after a big speech about sticking together and finishing what they started and leaves everyone involved (or uninvolved, like me!) with a bad taste in their mouths.

The big thing here is, how in the world can this guy recruit with any shred of integrity? He will have now coached in three places in two years and has left one chocking on his dust. If Petrino sits down in your living room tomorrow and tells your son what a great program Arkansas is and what great plans he has for your kid, is there any way on God's green earth that you believe him? Could he possibly look you in the eye and say "I'm committed to Arkansas" without conjuring up images of him fleeing from Atlanta? He has lost any and all credibility he may have had, not to mention any the program had. I wish I could be a fly on the wall the first time a coach from a rival SEC school steps into the house of a big time recruit. I can just imagine the conversation: "So who else are you considering? Arkansas, huh? Well you know Petrino won't be there for four years."

The craziest thing about this whole affair is that these big name, big money coaches seem to fail more often than not. Nick Saban bailed on two teams in two years to sign a monster contract at Alabama. Their record this season? 6-6. Dennis Franchoine left Alabama in the middle of the night to sign a big deal with Texas A&M. The result was a five year wallowing in mediocrity and an eventual buyout. With such expectations and obvious coaching talent, why is this the case? Because when you make your bed with a snake, eventually your butt gets bit. Arkansas thinks Petrino is the man for the job and on paper, he looks like a great fit. But if and when this fails and Arkansas is right back in the same spot in four years, or better yet, if it does work and Petrino leaves for an even bigger program in two years, I hope they remember this day and the pain and confusion expressed by everyone associated with the Falcons. They knew what they were getting themselves into. Once a snake, always a snake.

SIDE NOTE: If and when Les Miles bails on LSU for Michigan, expect an acid laced diatribe on this exact subject. Just fair warning.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Heisman Trophy Presentation

Tonight the Downtown Athletic Club will give out the 73rd Heisman Memorial trophy. Four candidates made the trip to New York hoping to be presented with college sports most prestigious honor. The candidates are Florida quarterback Tim Tebow, Arkansas running back Darren McFadden, Hawaii quarterback Colt Brennan, and Mizzou quarterback Chase Daniel. What is interesting to me is how unique each of these players are. Tebow scored almost as many touchdowns on the ground as he did through the air and he is essentially a linebacker player quarterback. Brennan is a pocket passers whose stats are inflated by playing in a spread offense. Daniel is a mix between the two, running sometimes, passing others, sometimes even employing the option. McFadden is a prototypical power back but even he at times lines up as a quarterback in Arkansas' "Wildcat" offense. The selection of these four players both highlights the diverse playing field college football has become with more and more complex offenses and the craziness that was this season.

Of these candidates only McFadden as a legitimate Heisman choice at the beginning of the season, with Brennan hanging vaguely on the fringe. Over the course of there year, no fewer than 20 players were in the Heisman conversation, almost all of whom proceeded to play themselves OUT of said conversation. The fact that there were no clear cut favorites for the award should come as no surprise when you consider that upsets and disappointing performances occurred more during this season than any other in recent memory. Only one team (Hawaii) finished without a loss and only two (THE Ohio State University and Kansas) finished with one loss. Every other team, no matter how good, had at least 2 loses and many powerhouse programs had at least 3. It was a crazy year and on any given week any team could beat another. At last count, I believe 12 times this season an unranked team beat a top 5 time. That stat is incredible! Vegas lost some serious money this year. Here's a look at some of the Heisman candidates throughout the year and where they lost their chances.

John David Booty, QB, USC - A preseason favorite, Booty was lackluster throughout the year but lost it with a terrible performance in a loss to Stanford. (Plus, his name is Booty. Do we really want to engrave 'Booty' on the side of the trophy?)
Chad Henne, QB, Michigan - His Heisman season was over before if began when Michigan lost it's opening game to Division 1-AA Appalachian State. Also suffered numerous injuries.
Mike Hart, RB, Michigan - Also lost his shot with the loss to App State but even still might have had a chance if not for a ton of injuries and the no show he pulled against OSU.
Brian Brohm, QB, Louisville - Put up great stats all year but his team, ranked in the preseason top 10, had to make a desperate comeback to finish at .500 for the year.
Andre Woodson, QB, Kentucky - At one time Woodson may have been the favorite. His stats were ridiculous and he was lead Kentucky to some of the biggest wins in school history. He faded down the stretch, however, and threw too many interceptions that eventually killed his team.
Todd Boeckman, QB, OSU - It was more by default than anything else that Boeckman's name made it into the Heisman conversation, but two straight miserable performances against Michigan State and Illinois put him back in his rightful place.
Todd Reesing, QB, Kansas - Never quite got the attention he deserved because no one thought Kansas was for real. He struggled in his first taste of real national exposure (playing against Mizzou) and that game probably put Daniel into the race and eliminated Reesing.
Pat White, QB, West Virginia - If WVU beat Pittsburgh on the last week of the season, White is probably in New York tonight. As it was, he struggled BADLY in the two loses and once against demonstrated that you cannot win on the big stage with a QB who can't throw the ball.
Graham Harrell, QB, Texas Tech - A good game on national TV against Missouri could have kept Harrell in the conversation. As it was, he had the worst game of the season throwing 4 interceptions and his fate was sealed.
Glenn Dorsey, DT, LSU - It would have been near impossible for a non-skill position player to win the award even in a down year and Dorsey had a long stretch of games in which he simply did not perform.
Dennis Dixon, QB, Oregon - Without question the saddest story in college football. Dixon was almost certainly the favorite until a gruesome injury that was later diagnosed as a torn ACL. Oregon crumbled without Dixon, demonstrating just how important he was to the team, but unfortunately missing games almost always eliminates you from award contention.

That leaves four standing. If I had a vote I would have cast my ballot this way:
1. Darren McFadden
2. Tim Tebow
3. Dennis Dixon

When it's all said and done I believe Tebow will be the winner and I can't really argue that. The stats he put up are amazing. I personally think McFadden was more impressive considering he played with none of the weapons Tebow had, split the carries with Felix Jones, and STILL managed to put up ridiculous numbers. In truth, there is a string case to be made for Daniel as well. He was without question THE leader of the Tigers this year and played without the talent that Tebow had around him. Brennan is the only candidate who I would have a problem with were he to come away as the winner. It's not that I don't think Brennan is a great player because he is. My problem is that he seems to be getting a lot of credit while CLEARLY running a system that inflates the numbers while also playing against sub-par competition. I do not understand how Brennan, playing against the Louisiana Techs of the world, is deserving of recognition when the same people who will be handing out this recognition consider Graham Harrell and his system-inflated numbers against REAL competition to be undeserving. I'm not going to argue that Harrell should be in New York tonight but it seems inconsistent to me to discredit the numbers of a Tech QB because "it's a system" while heaping praise on a guy putting up similar numbers against drastically lesser competition.

Regardless, the announcement of the Heisman is one of the bigger moments of the sports year and I am extremely interested to see who gets the trophy.

Friday, December 7, 2007

Internet Gold Part 2


1. "Firefly" Essay
I found a great essay about the cult hit TV show "Firefly" today and thought I would share. This is an excerpt from the upcoming collection of essays "Serenity Found." It is written by the show's star, Nathan Fillion, who played Malcolm Reynolds, one of the truly brilliant and complex characters to grace the small screen in the last 20 years. For the uneducated of you, "Firefly" was a short lived sci-fi drama that Fox cancelled in 2002 despite the objections of a large and outspoken fan base. The show accomplished what "Star Trek" originally set out to do, establishing a world all its own that blended science fiction with the old west. Characters flew in giant star ships but often rode horses when on land. "Firefly" was never given a chance by the morons at Fox (the very same morons who couldn't figure out how to use "Arrested Development") and ended after only 14 episodes. Never has a cancelled show drawn so much attention as the possibility of a second season has been rumored ever since, though more because of the rabid fans thirst to know more than a studio's actual desire to create said second season. The complete series can be purchased on DVD and is well worth whatever it costs. However, I must warn you that because of the abrupt end to the show, the set will leave you wanting more as it becomes apparent that the story Wheldon intended to unviel was only beginning to be told. The movie, "Serenity," offers a tidy wrap up to the series but in no way answers the questions the final few episodes of the series asked. Anyway, I found this essay by Fillion to be very interesting as it gives voice to the feelings so many spurned "Firefly" fans have harbored since the show's untimely death.

I, Malcolm

2. Peyton Manning
Sometimes Peyton borders on annoying and overexposure. However, these "Priceless Peptalks From Peyton Manning" are genius. Here's the latest.



3. Giant Rabbit
I came across an article about a 9 foot long giant spitting cobra found in Kenya. The article also had pictures of some other ridiculously oversized animals found in recent years. This is a rabbit. Now, this may be fake, it kind of looks fake, but still, this is a RABBIT! If Monty Python only knew.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Top 100 NBA Players 80-61

80. Eddy Curry, Knicks
On talent alone he should be in the top 20. Add in his brain and he probably should be lower on this list.

79. Stephen Jackson, Warriors
See “Eddy Curry.”

78. Andre Miller, 76ers
One of the most underrated players in the league.

77. Brad Miller, Kings

76. Chris Kaman, Clippers

75. Boris Diaw, Suns

74. Kevin Durant, Sonics
The only rookie to make the list he could be in the top 25 by the end of the season.

73. Jamal Crawford, Knicks
The best thing about him: he’s never seen a shot he wouldn’t take. The worst thing about him: he’s never seen a shot he wouldn’t take.

72. Raymond Felton, Bobcats

71. Jameer Nelson, Magic

70. TJ Ford, Raptors

69. Andrei Kirilenko, Jazz
The equivalent of a “Five Tool” player in baseball.

68. Mo Williams, Bucks

67. Devin Harris, Mavs
Other than Kevin Durant, Harris is most likely to jump into the top 30 players in the league by seasons end. He’s Tony Parker in the making.

66. Chris Wilcox, Sonics
Finally putting it together consistently.

65. Richard Jefferson, Nets

64. Zydrunas Illguaskas, Cavs

63. Ben Wallace, Bulls
He’s never had any offense and now his reputation as a defender is starting to waver.

62. Kirk Hinrich, Bulls
I go back and forth between thinking this guy is underrated and thinking he’s overrated.

61. Ben Gordon, Bulls
John Starks without the intensity or defense.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Baltimore Ravens

Last night I, and about a billion other football fans, saw the greatness of Tom Brady on full display. The Patriots, as chronicled earlier in this blog, are chasing history, trying to become only the second team in NFL history to finish the season without a loss. Last night's Monday Night Football game against the Baltimore Ravens turned out to be their toughest test yet. They trailed for the majority of the game and even the unflappable Tom Brady looked a little flapped as the Ravens threw different look after different look and blitz after blitz at him. In the end, the Patriots marched 80 yards, converting on multiple third and long situations and one fourth and long, and scored a game winning touchdown with 40 seconds left. Brady, as always, never looked shaken. Even on 4th and 6, the game on the line, the guy was the essence of cool and calm. The greatness of Brady and the Pats is not the point of this post, however.

No, the purpose of this thread is to call out the idiocy of the Baltimore Ravens.

The meltdown started with the Pats around the 50 yard line. After a long reception by Ben Watson, the Ravens shut the Patriots down on 1st, 2nd, and 3rd down. On a crucial 4th and 1 the Ravens poured into the backfield and stopped the Pats from converting, essentially ending the game, but the play had to be repeated because defensive coordinator Rex Ryan got cold feet and called the timeout miliseconds before the snap. The Pats ended up getting the first down and continued marching down the field. Then on 3rd down, defensive back Samari Rolle tackled Pats receiver Randy Moss away from the play. Penalty, 1st down. Again, the Ravens made a stand and put the Patriots in a 4th down situation. Brady throws to the end zone, no catch, game over. But wait, we have a penalty. Replay clearly showed a hold against the intended receiver. 1st down and goal from the 8. Two plays later, Brady finds Jabar Gaffney in the back of the end zone for the go ahead touch down.

But wait, there's more.

The game IS NOT over. About 40 seconds remained on the clock, the Ravens still had a timeout, and they were only down three points. A decent return and a couple of big plays and the Ravens can kick a field goal to send the game to overtime. It's not likely but it's possible. The only problem is, Ravens linebacker Bart Scott absolutely loses it in the endzone following the touchdown. Not only is he called for unsportsmanlike conduct for barrating the official who threw the previous (well deserved) flag. To add stupidity to uncontrolled emotion, Scott then picked up the flag and chucked it into the stands. Add another penalty. To make himself look even more like a jackass, he then goes into the whole "hold me back or I'm going to kill this guy" routine perfected by NBA players and had to be restrained by teammates. After an offside penalty on the extra point attempt by Ed Reed, the Pats kicked off from the Baltimore 35. Just to give a little perspective on that, the ball would have normally been kicked from the Patriot 30. 35 yards in penalties were assessed because the THUGS that play defense for Baltimore couldn't keep their composure. The Patriots booted the ball into the stands thereby negating any return the Ravens might have had and essentially ending the game. To make it worse, on the final play of the game, Ravens QB Kyle Boller threw a BOMB that was caught at the 2 yard line and was almost taken into the end zone. Obviously things might have changed had the Pats been in the end zone instead of outside the goal line, but an extra 5 or 10 yards on a return might have made a big difference.



After the game I got exactly what I expected from the Ravens: pissing and moaning about the refs. Dozens of quotes about how the NFL wants the Patriots to go undefeated and how they were screwed out of their win. Samari Rolle complaining about how the ref called him a "boy" and how that disrespect led to Scott's indefensible outburst. (It should be noted that the connotations surrounding the word "boy" for a black man are not lost on this writer. The ref in question, however, is black. Nuff said.) Rolle went on to say that he is "a man with a wife and three kids...I ain't no boy." Another player commented that the ref in question didn't know anything about football because he'd never played, an argument that hasn't ever held a drop of water. (It should be noted that the ref in question spent 6 years in the NFL. Nuff said.) Complaint after complaint emmenated from Baltimore today and I'm sure will continue to be heard for the next week as the NFL decides who to fine.

Here's the rub, though. No matter how bad the refs are, no matter how badly you think you're getting screwed over, you HAVE to keep your composure. After the game you can say whatever you want. You can call over every camera in the room, cuss a blue stream, talk about the unjustices of the league, and rip your clothes in protest. You are free to do that, as long as you accept the fine that is sure to come. But DURING the game, especially a game of this magnitude, ESPECIALLY down the stretch, you just can't go throwing the officials flag into the stands and threatening to go Hannibal Lecter on the man's face. Disrespect or not, shut your hole and play the game until the last second ticks off.

Two more quick points on this, because I'm disgusted at the lack of composure the Ravens displayed. First of all, to get so ticked off about a ref calling you "boy" is pretty hypocritical. The Ravens, as noted above, are thugs and they talk and talk and talk the entire game, every game, and this one was no exception. What kind of trash do you think Rolle was yelling at Randy Moss throughout the game? "I intend to keep you from catching passes tonight, though I respect your ability and find you to be a very talented and entertaining opponent." Somehow I doubt that was what Rolle was saying. You can bet that he dropped any derrogatory term he could think of, including the n-bomb, words that make "boy" sound respectful. Second, if you morons want to blame someone for this loss (because obviously it couldn't be your own fault for letting the Pats drive 80 yards in 3 minutes), look no further than your coach. If Ryan would have kept his mouth shut and trusted his veteran and star filled defense to make a stand, all of this would have been a moot point. The Ravens could have essentially run the clock to zero and sent the Pats packing with their first loss of the year. It was a stupid decision by the coach and it had a huge impact on the game. If you really have to complain about someone, Ryan is the obvious choice.

I'm no Patriots fan. Brady is my fantasy QB and I want to see him put up stats but I could really care less if they win or not. All I ever hope for on Monday Night is a good game. But the classless display that the Ravens put on last night only served to reinforce the feeling of disdain I have for the Ravens, who more than any other team in the league, exemplify the thug lifestyle that has overtaken the NFL and the NBA. And sadly, these actions ruined what was about a thrilling a Monday night game as I have seen in some time.

"Into The Wild"


I just finished reading a book called “Into the Wild” by Jon Krakauer. Though it has been sitting on my book shelf for the better part of 4 years, I haven’t actually taken the time to read it until now. The book and its subject matter have been brought to the forefront recently because it has been turned into a movie. Directed by Sean Penn, I heard great things about the film but missed it due to its limited release. Anyway, I was searching for something to read and came across “Wild” and decided it deserved my attention, if for no other reason than to have some base of knowledge before seeing the movie.

“Wild” is the story of Chris McCandless, also known as “Alex Supertramp,” and his Alaskan adventure that ultimately took his life. Chris was an extremely bright but extremely complex kid who, in 1990, left Atlanta after his college graduation and spent the better part of two years wandering the Western Frontier. Chris spent time kayaking to the Gulf of Mexico, working in a silo in North Dakota, and many nights camping in the deserts of Utah and Nevada. Chris was an idealist who was quick not only to talk about his ideologies but also to live them out. He willingly lived a life of total poverty, even burning the cash he had with him on one occasion as an illustration of his devotion. Early in his travels he abandoned his car and the majority of his time on the road was spent either hitchhiking or just walking. He often worked but never for very long and anytime he felt his employer might want him to stick around a little longer he was sure to be gone within a week. He was never comfortable unless he was on the move and making it on his own.

Chris came from a wealthy background and a family that seemed, at least to his high school friends, to be fairly normal. The typical conflict between teenager and parents was evident but nothing so out of the ordinary as to push a man into total solitude. Yet when Chris began his trip “into the wild,” he neither notified his family nor kept in touch while traveling. In fact, the first time his parents were even aware of his whereabouts following his college graduation was when they were called to identify his body. Not once in two years did Chris write or call home, despite the fact that he sent numerous postcards to those he met on his journey. A deep rift existed between Chris and his family, a rift that his parents never understood or saw and the writer can only vaguely uncover.

On his final expedition, Chris planned and almost successfully completed a solo campaign into the heart of the Alaskan wilderness. Packing barely more than a ten pound bag of rice, a .22 caliber rifle, a camera, and a bag of books, Chris trekked down a hunting trail in April, with plans to stay through the summer. His intention was “to find himself,” a cliché that is often used loosely but one which Chris truly sought after. In September his body, emaciated and decomposing, was found by the first group of hunters to pass through the area. Chris had died some three weeks prior. Sadly, journal entries indicate that Chris had finally found himself and was ready to move back into society. Say what you will about the ultimate outcome of his excursion but the trip served its purpose and allowed Chris to find the peace he desired.



Initially Chris’ story was written up by Krakauer in Outside magazine, an article that would illicit a great deal of interest and comment. Some wrote in to wish condolences to the McCandless family, some to praise Chris’ brave lifestyle, and some to condemn him as an arrogant, incompetent fool who underestimated the perils of the wild. After finishing the piece and reading some of the feedback, Krakauer was unable to put the matter to rest. An avid outdoorsman and climber, he identified with Chris and launched an extensive investigation into Chris’ life and subsequently, his death. Krakauer spent more than a year gathering evidence, talking to those Chris came in contact with on the road, and digging into the life of the McCandless family (with their help, it should be noted). His discoveries and believes make up the frame for “Into the Wild.”

It is hard to describe “Wild” as a great book. It mixes pieces of Chris’ travels with the author’s own story and the precise, critical style of the book clearly indicated the journalistic background of Krakauer. The research done for this book is obviously extensive but in many instances, it reads like a long newspaper article rather than a biography. The story, however, is one of great interest and deserving of the attention the book has brought to it.

Chris McCandless is an extremely interesting “character.” The author does an excellent job of presenting his actions and his personality in a factual manner, allowing the reader to decide for himself whether or not Chris is a hero of sorts or a lunatic (or maybe somewhere in between). His rejection of almost everything civilization has to offer, his desire to live off the land, and his complete and total conviction in everything he did are qualities that many can respect, if not embrace. And yet the virtual abandonment of his family, his mood swings, and his seeming lack of preparation lead some to consider him another angry youth, possibly suicidal or possibly suffering from a mental disease. Krakauer does a masterful job of presenting the Chris in an honest and sometimes unflattering fashion and presents the reader with a question: Do you connect with and relate to Chris McCandless or not? The answer to this question, I believe, will ultimately be reflected in your view of Chris. If you cannot connect with him, you are likely to consider him either crazy or stupid, someone who was either seriously let down by our health system or got what he deserved. But if you can connect with him, you are likely to view Chris as an icon, a man who lived out his beliefs with reckless abandon, with little regard to the thoughts of society or even his own life.

Personally, I relate to and connect with Chris. To leave it all behind, to separate oneself from society, to be one with nature, and maybe most importantly, to truly delve into and uncover oneself holds a great deal of appeal to me and to many other people, especially males in the same age range as Chris. There is real appeal, for me at least, in hiking down a little used trail, killing my own food, and living in an abandoned bus-turned-cabin. Don’t misunderstand. I think Chris’ expedition can be (and has been) over romanticized. In many ways he is the Kurt Cobain of the extreme sports world. To trudge off into the wilderness sans map and proper gear without letting anyone know where you will be in case things go wrong is at best ignorant and at worst moronic. In truth, I don’t think anyone can unquestionably say that Chris wasn’t suffering from some sort of mental illness. Schizophrenia often displays itself in males around the age that Chris was when his behavior became more erratic. At the very least his mood swings lend themselves to the possibility of bipolar disorder. Yet there is value in the lifestyle which Chris professed and however misguided, a man who truly lives out the life he professes is a rarity in our world of two faced and hypocritical idealists who may talk about a life as one with nature but do not have the balls to spend a week without an air conditioner. Much like Chris himself, his story is one of great complexity that is worthy of being told, regardless of ones beliefs about the man himself.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Review for "Dan In Real Life"


A note to all you Steve Carell fans out there, especially the large group of 14 year olds who happened to be in the same theater as I was: “Dan in Real Life” does not contain the raunchy humor of “The 40 Year Old Virgin,” the outrageous, laugh-out-loud humor of “Anchorman,” or the over the top yet subtle humor of “The Office.” If you want to see Steve Carell at his wacky best, go rent “Bruce Almighty” or set your Tivo for Thursday, 9/8 Central and enjoy the greatness of Michael Scott. If, however, you can handle Steve Carell in a serious role, “Dan” is the film for you.

“Dan” is the story of a parenting advice columnist Dan Burns and his three girls, ranging in age from 6 to 16. The Burns have a meager lifestyle, a cluttered house, an old station wagon, and a great deal of conflict and turmoil. Dan’s wife and mother of his children died three years previously which lends itself to a number of problems. At first glance the most glaring issue is the difficulty Dan has in dealing with his daughters, particularly the middle child Cara, perfectly played by Brittany Robertson. Understandably, Dan is a bit over protective and seems to have difficulty allowing for the growth of his children. Below the surface and beautifully illustrated with care and precision throughout the movie, Dan also struggles with moving on with his life and ultimately, missing his wife.

The film centers around a family reunion of sorts which Dan and his girls attend, along with Dan’s parents, his three siblings, and their families. The house is packed and because Mitch, his younger brother (Dane Cook), is expecting his girlfriend to stay with the family, Dan is relegated to sleeping in the laundry room, running dryer and all. This may seem a small point of contention but the sleeping arrangement serves to illustrate Dan’s loneliness and awkwardness within the family in a “subtle, no obvious, no subtle” kind of way.

On a morning trip into town, Dan runs into Marie (Juliette Binoche) and the two immediately hit it off. In this scene the audience gets a true feel for how Dan might have been in a past life: shy but charming, unsure but carefree. Upon returning home he begins to tell his brothers about the mysterious woman in the book shop in a boyish, giggly way until he is interrupted by the introduction of his brother’s girlfriend, Marie. An awkward exchange follows and Dan immediately shrinks back into his shell. Throughout the weekend Dan and Marie come only closer to each other all the while attempting to not only keep their secret but also, for Dan in particular, to ignore the new found feelings. This tension culminates in Dan singing during the family talent show, something he has not done since the death of his wife. Confrontations ensue and after a truly touching meeting with his kids, Dan is able to grasp hold of the happy ending he so badly deserves.

Most of the humor of the film is based in sadness and loss and as such, “Dan In Real Life” is not a true romantic comedy it may be perceived as. There are a few “laugh out loud” moments but even these, I believe, hold a deeper meaning than a cheap laugh (though the “murder of love” scene is “slap your knee” hilarious). Even a dance scene that would be sure to break the audience into hysterics in most films comes across as awkward, even sad. Yet just as “Dan” is not an inherently funny movie, neither is it inherently sad. The film, and more importantly its characters, never dwell on the loss for long enough to drift into the dismal, depressing affair that so many dramas of the same ilk often become.

Steve Carell gives (are you ready for this?) an Oscar caliber performance, though it will undoubtedly be dismissed as insignificant by the idiots of the Academy. As big a fan of his as I am, I could have never imagined Carell could nail this role as well as he did. The viewer can see the fear and the hurt in Dan’s eyes but that he doesn’t want to allow the loss to control him. He neither ignores the past nor dwells on it. The love that Dan and his wife shared for each other is vividly displayed throughout the film despite the fact that she never once appears on screen. I challenge anyone to watch the talent show scene without FEELING the loss in Dan’s voice and mannerisms. There are other fine performances in this film. Binoche is excellent as always and Dane Cook is rapidly becoming a legitimate supporting actor of note with his work here and in this summer’s “Mr. Brooks.” But this film belongs to Steve Carell and should serve as a showcase of ability for anyone paying attention.

“Dan” is one of the more real and authentic films which I have ever seen. Dan’s (and his children’s) vulnerability allows the film to display loss, humor, hurt, love, and heartache in ways that are rarely shown. It is less a work of art and more a work of LIFE that makes a far stronger impression than most of the “touching” or “real” movies that Hollywood has put out recently. I hope that the Academy gives “Dan” the opportunity it deserves and before it gets bumped out of theaters, I would encourage anyone to see this film. (Anyone, that is, except the group of 14 year olds that were in my theater. You should probably go see “Fred Claus” instead. Trust me, many more fart jokes in that one.)

Jimmy V

The last week has been "Jimmy V Week" on ESPN and all of its branches. It didn't seem right to go through the whole week without watching and posting Jimmy's 1993 ESPY speech. This brings tears to my eyes each and every time and may be the most powerful speech made during my lifetime. If nothing else, watch the final 4:30 minutes of this.

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Internet Gold

I rarely have or spend the time to surf the internet. On occasion, however, I have nothing to do (such as this weekend) and I go looking for internet gold. Here are some of the things you've missed.

1. Allen Iverson Article - a great piece about the maturity of the great Allen Iverson.
http://sports.espn.go.com/nba/columns/story?columnist=adande_ja&page=Iverson-071130&lpos=spotlight&lid=tab3pos1

2. Bill Simmons Takes His Daughter To Her First NBA Game
http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=simmons/071126&sportCat=nba

3. Tony Romo Mocks the Ref



4. Darth Vader Plays the Blues



5. Is There Anything Funnier Than Someone Getting Knocked Down?



6. I'm not the only one who misses "Arrested Development"!

Thursday, November 29, 2007

This Week in Sports

1. Sean Taylor
Redskins safety Shawn Taylor died Wednesday, approximately 24 hours after he was shot in his home. This is one of those very unfortunate situations where you feel bad for the family and friends but you have to believe he may have brought it upon himself. Taylor, 24, has been in trouble since the day he was drafted. DUIs, player misconduct, a constant disregard for the rules of NFL (or society, for that matter). Taylor exemplified the thug/gangster mentality that has plagued the NFL and NBA over the last 10 years. He played his college ball at "The U" (University of Miami) and unfortunately, he lived up to the reputation that school has earned for itself over the years.
At this point the cops are claiming it was a robbery gone bad. However, the details surrounding the event seem to contradict that assessment in my opinion (and the opinion of just about everyone else in the world with a pulse). There was nothing stolen, for one thing, and the attacker apparently broke down a locked bedroom door with Taylor yelling at him/her from the other side then shot Taylor in the groin. A week earlier Taylor's house was broken into and again nothing was taken, but a large knife was apparently left sticking in the bed. If that's not a precursor to a premeditate murder I don't know what is. Maybe we'll find out that this was in fact a robbery gone bad but in all likelihood, Taylor was involved in something he shouldn't have been and it got him killed. Such a sad story and such a waste of talent.

2. Kevin Garnett
Tonight I got my first look at the revamped Celtics team that has been heralded by almost every pundit as the likely Eastern Conference Champion in the NBA. The Cs, after years of insignificance, made two HUGE moves this season bringing in Ray Allen and future "Top 10 Player of All Time" Kevin Garnett. KG is one of my favorite players of all time and much like Allen Iverson, has never quite gotten the credit he deserves because he has always played on terrible teams. Also like AI, Garnett is one of those guys who leaves EVERYTHING he has on the floor EVERY night. You never watch KG play and think "Ya know, he's just not into it tonight." It takes a special competitor to stay up for an entire 82 game season.
Now that Garnett has been traded to Boston he has a real TEAM around him for the first time in 5 years. It was a treat for me, as a fan not of the team but of Garnett himself, to see him play and seem to ENJOY playing for the first time in a long time. He looked renewed and relieved, knowing that he doesn't have to carry the team. The Celtics, just like any other teammate KG has ever had, feed off of his intensity and desire and the likelihood that the Cs don't make the Finals is pretty slim, in my opinion.

3. Ricky Williams
I just wanted to congratulate former Longhorn Ricky Williams on a thrilling 2007 season. After spending the first 10 games of the season on the suspended list because of his FOURTH drug offense, Ricky stepped onto the field for the Dolphins on Monday for his first action of the season...and proceeded to collect 13 yards rushing before being injured and leaving the game in the first half. His season has now been declared over. Great 13 yards Ricky! Really went all out this year, didn't ya? To steal a line from Bill Simmons, I'm betting his first question was "Can you get medicinal marijuana for a torn shoulder muscle?"

4. Refs
Last night the Mavs played the Wolves, badly in need of a win. It was an exciting game, the Mavs won the game, Dirk played great, and I should have been happy with the win. Am I happy? No. Why? Because of my sworn enemy, the NBA officials. That marked the third out of four Mavs games that were almost unwatchable due to The Stripes. The Mavs were cheated out of a win in Indy by Benny "The Rat" Salvatore (the same son of a gun that called the Phantom Foul for DWade in the Finals 2 years ago), were given almost no chance to win in Milwaukee because of the 41 to 17 free throw discrepancy, and had a blowout turned into a nail-biter by overzealous knuckleheads. Last night's game could have been better officiated by any three blind winos picked up off the streets in Deep Ellum. Every "might have been a touch" on the perimeter was a whistle yet somehow the bigs were allowed to manhandle Dirk, Diop, Damp, and anyone else who happened to be in their way down low. The 3rd quarter took almost an hour to finish because of the constant barrage of whistles. If David Stern is really concerned with the state and image of the game, he ought to start the clean up effort by publicly and viciously firing about 80% of the morons officiating the games and starting from scratch.

5. The Knicks
Lastly, I want to take a moment to call out the New York Knicks and that abysmal "performance" they put up against the Celtics tonight. Even against a good defensive team, an NBA team full of PAID players should be able to crack 75 or 80 points. Not only did the Knicks fail to reach the 70 point mark tonight, they failed to crack 60. 60 POINTS. Kobe Bryant BY HIMSELF in a single game scored 81 last season. The Knicks were down by over 50 at one point and finished the game down 46, scoring a whopping 59 points (and that's with a half court heave at the buzzer).
At one point, I routed for the Knicks with almost as much fire and veracity as I do the Mavs. But I cut up my "Knick Fan" card around the time of the Latrell Sprewell for Keith Van Horn trade. So I have no love for the Knicks. But that game tonight was EMBARRASSING. Embarrassing to the city of New York, embarrassing to the players and coaches and all their families, embarrassing to the NBA. The Knicks have the highest payroll in the NBA (by FAR) but that team has been so haphazardly thrown together that they have no chance of competing. Every player on the team is a tweener who does one thing and one thing only: score. They have about 10 volume shooters on the roster and there aren't three players who play defense, rebound, or pass the ball. I swear they launched more forced shots in this one game than the Spurs, Mavericks, and Suns do COMBINED in a whole season.
It is disgusting the mockery Isiah Thomas has made of that team and it's bad for the NBA to have one of the premier franchises in such a state of SUCK. Stern has to step in and step in NOW. Force the Knicks ownership to fire Thomas and cut half of the overpaid BUMS that take up the roster and start over. Then Stern needs to pass a LAW (not a rule, a LAW) that prevents Thomas from ever becoming involved with the NBA in any capacity ever again. I'm embarrassed as a fan of the NBA to have watched that team tonight.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

The Top 100 Players in the NBA: 100-81

From time to time, I find that I go through a writing dry spell: I want to write (or in this case, blog) and I have the time to do so, but I can't or don't. It's not exactly writer's block, which is more of a "block" on my creativity. No, it's just that I can't seem to write a quality piece of work worthy of the obviously important topic of which I wish to write. (Say that 5 times fast). But what is a blogger to do in order to keep my flock of rabid fans happy while going through said "lack of quality" times?

The answer to this question is a long used writing technique that professional writers have used since the days of cave drawings: canned articles. That's right, I've got a couple of articles/lists (you know I love lists)/essays that were written during times of excess creativity and quality of work (if I do say so myself) and have been tucked away for such a time as this. At the moment I have multiple items of great interest on which to write about but for one reason or another, can't seem to fill said article/essay/list with acceptable writing.

So here's the first part of a sports related list that I came up with. It will be published in installments during "lack of quality" periods. Please enjoy.

"The Top 100 Players in the NBA"
This list is pretty self explanatory. These are the best 100 players in the NBA right now. This is not "The 100 Most Potentially Great Players in the NBA" or "The Top 100 MVP Candidates in the NBA" or "The Top 100 Team Players in the NBA." It's just the top 100, based on talent, level of play, etc. Nothing more, nothing less, take it as you will.

100-81
100. Raja Bell, Suns
I considered a couple of other defensive minded players, Shane Battier and Bruce Bowen, for this spot but Bell contributes more offensively than either of the others.

99. Sam Cassell, Clippers

98. Troy Murphy, Pacers

97. Drew Gooden, Cavs
Gooden’s basketball IQ is that of a thumb tack but he still manages to put up 12 points and 8 boards year after year.

96. Samuel Dalembert, 76ers

95. Stephon Marbury, Knicks
This guy is losing it fast but he’s still an amazingly talented player.

94. Nenad Krstic, Nets

93. Monta Ellis, Warriors
His numbers are great but they are due in part to the system he plays in and I wonder if he’s already hit his peak.

92. Grant Hill, Suns
If not for a ridiculous number of injuries Hill would be one of the top 10 players of all time.

91. Mike Bibby, Kings
I’m waiting to see how he comes back from injury. He was probably in the top 50 until last season during which he looked terrible.

90. Mike Miller, Grizzlies

89. John Salmons, Kings

88. Rudy Gay, Grizzlies
When he’s motivated there are very few players in the league more talented than Gay.

87. Al Harrington, Warriors

86. Jerry Stackhouse, Mavs
Not nearly the player he once was but still a real threat.

85. Hedo Turkoglu, Magic

84. Mehmet Okur, Jazz

83. Andrew Bogut, Bucks
I still think when the Bucks figure out how to use this guy he will live up to his number one pick status.

82. Cuttino Mobley, Clippers

81. Lamarcus Aldridge, Blazers

Monday, November 26, 2007

Mavericks Rant


I've been a Mavericks fan for most of my life. I steadfastly supported the team through 11 and 13 win seasons, through the complete dismantling of the Three Js, through the 10 years of playoff drought, and through the two biggest post seasons collapses in history. Of all of my favorite teams in every sport, I most want to celebrate a Mavs championship. Over the last 15 years I have THOROUGHLY considered about a million trades, free agent signings, and coaching moves that would make my Mavs Championship Dreams more realistic.

All that said, I'm about ready to call it quits on this year's team.

They have the talent: They are the deepest team in the league from 1 to 10, they have the MVP and a host of what should be complimentary players, and they have the perfect mix of veterans in their prime (Dirk, Terry) and young guys hitting their stride (Howard, Harris). They've got the coaching staff: Avery Johnson is a fantastic motivator and one of the best adjustments guys in the league, Paul Westphal is an offensive genius, and Mario Elie brings toughness that has been missing. They've got the owner: Mark Cuban will do ANYTHING and everything to get Dallas a ring. And they have the experience: They have been to the Finals and experienced the pain of an early exit and they should have learned from those experiences.

Yet they still struggle with the exact same things that have gotten them into trouble for the last 5 years. The whole team has problems with the fundamentals, the basketball IQ of the team as a whole is still very low, and they rely far too much on outside shooting. We'll take them one at a time.

FUNDAMENTALS
This team SUCKS in the fundamentals department. It's not that they are selfish or unwilling to work or anything like that. It's that they lack understanding of the basics and cannot seem to grasp the little things. A good zone defense can KILL the Mavs because they have no idea how to beat it. You beat the zone by swinging the ball across the court until a hole opens up and by getting a man in the middle of the zone, thereby sucking multiple defenders to the middle and leaving people open.

The Mavs do not perform the "Drive and Dish" very well at all. The NBA game is really built around two things: the pick and roll and the drive and dish. Drive to the basket, watch the defense collapse around you, and kick it to the open man. It's a very simple and effective way to, you know, score baskets.

And they have no idea how to feed the post, or anyone for that matter. Dirk gets DRILLED for his lack of a post game. In truth, 9 times out of 10, Dirk establishes position only to have Jason Terry or someone else move the ball to the other side of the court. If he's got position, get him the ball! Likewise, the Mavs often go 5 or 8 possessions in a row without getting Dirk the ball ANYWHERE on the court, even when he's on fire. STUPID.

These are things that decent 8th grade girls teams can do and there's no excuse for a good, veteran NBA team to struggle in all of these things consistently.

BASKETBALL IQ
Some of this goes hand in hand with the fundamentals. Not getting the ball to the guy with the hot hand is simply moronic. It makes things so much harder on the rest of the team and you often end up making the aforementioned hot hand frustrated leading to his drifting to the perimeter and not working for the ball. They take dumb, forced shots when there is no need to do so. And they commit 12 teams' share of stupid, unnecessary, frustration fouls. Howard and Harris, in particular, are constantly in foul trouble on reach ins and "I just turned the ball over and I'm mad so I'm going to hack this guy so I can gripe at the ref" fouls. STUPID. Avery ought to fine a guy $5k every time he commits one of these.

JUMPSHOOTING
This is the big one. One of my absolute biggest pet peeves is basketball teams that refuse to drive. Part of it is seeing that most of the championship teams of the past 20 years get a lot of their points in the paint and part of it comes from the fact that my own game revolved so much around driving and either finishing in the paint or kicking it out (and I'm a small guy!).

The fact is, it's easier to score points the closer you get to the basket! (Shocking, I know.) And, when you drive, you tend to suck the defense in, leaving teammates open for the beloved jumpshots! (Again, shocking.) You CANNOT win championships in the NBA by basing your whole offense on jumpshots. You just can't. You have to have someone on your team that either gets into the paint and finishes with consistency or can set up shop on the low post and score down low. But the Mavs do neither, at least not with any consistency.

The real frustrating thing is, they have guys that are capable of driving and scoring in the paint. There is no one in the league who can stop Devin Harris when he gets a step. He gets to the rim with reckless abandon. Problem is, he has no idea how to dish it out when he runs into the big boys and he will have several games in a row where he cannot finish. Josh Howard SHOULD be a prototypical slasher: he's got the frame, the strength, the quickness, and amazing body control. He finishes very well in the paint. Problem is, he falls in love with the jump shot and takes far more outside jumpers than he should. Jason Terry is extremely effective on the drive, both finishing and getting fouled, when he chooses to do so. Problem is, he makes every attempt to stay as far away from the paint as possible, as if he was a vampire and the paint was laced with garlic. Almost every shot comes from 18 feet or farther away. Stackhouse was once one of the more feared slashers in the league. Problem is, he's 97 years old and his knees barely allow him to move from the his locker to the shower, let alone to make a dynamic drive and finish. Dirk can be a very good post player. Problem is, as mentioned above, his teammates can't figure out how to get the ball to the post and he gets hacked without calls more than anyone in the NBA not named Shaq when he does get the ball.

With the exception of Stack, who physically is not capable of slashing like he once did, all of these issues are CHOICES. The guys cannot figure out how to finish or how to kick it back out or how to, you know, every once in a while, maybe take a step toward the basket instead of always launching from the outside. Even more frustrating, the Mavs tend to fair pretty well when they do drive and shoot less threes.

I love to collect different stats. Here is an example:
In 9 wins this season, the Mavs have shot 46.9% from beyond the arc. IN the 5 loses, they've shot 22.5%. That tells me that they are relying way too much on the jumpshot. Let's take it even further. In wins, they attempt 14.4 3s per game. In loses, they attempt 20.4 3s per game. 6 more attempts in loses. 14.4 is a very reasonable total. You really shouldn't be launching too many 3s unless you're on. In their wins they seem to either catch fire from deep or figure out that it's not working and drive. Just a little further, in wins the Mavs attempt 28.5 free throws per game, in loses 26 per game. That doesn't seem so bad until you take out the Pacers game (38 attempts) in which the refs called every single touch as a foul, for both teams. That leaves the Mavs at 23 attempts per game in loses, 28.4 in wins. That's significant.

Basically what it comes down to is that this team is not a three point shooting team. Dirk and Terry are deadly from deep but Dirk doesn't spend as much time on the outside as he once did and with Terry's aversion to the paint, his three point shooting cannot be depended on because he takes so freaking many. The rest of the team, Harris, Howard, Stack, Ager, Jones, etc. are inconsistent three point threats AT BEST.

The answer to this is to FREAKING DRIVE!!! Obviously in their wins they've either caught fire or figured out they needed to drive and get points in the paint or get foul shots. In the loses they refuse to drive, refuse to feed the post, and end up with stat lines like tonight against Washington, when as a team the Mavs put up 21 three pointers (none by Dirk, by the way) and hit...3 of them. Pathetic. If they took 6 less 3s and drove instead, they win the game. So the moral of the story is, unless you're on fire, there's no reason for this team to shoot more than 15 threes in a game. Get to the rim, feed the post, and FINISH and this team raises the banner. Keep shooting 20 threes per game and pretending to be Superman while the paint is made of Kryptonite (Jason Terry!!!) and you'll struggle to get a top spot in the playoffs, let alone win a title.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Go See "Dan"


Just got back from out of town celebrating the Thanksgiving holiday. I saw a fantastic movie last weekend and while I haven't had a chance to write a full review, I want to encourage everyone to go see it before it is pushed out of theaters by the winter blockbusters. "Dan In Real Life" is fantastic. It's funny, it's heartbreaking, it's MEANINGFUL, and it leaves you feeling good. Very few movies these days are both meaningful and good feeling - it's always "fun and light" or "heavy and dark." Steve Carrell's performance is Oscar-worthy and the film is really a pleasure to watch. Take the opportunity to see it on the big screen as I have a feeling it is one of those movies that is more impactful on screen than on DVD. Happy holidays everyone!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Sports Quick Hits

Lowell
It came down a couple days ago that World Series MVP had resigned with the Boston Red Sox. The contract is somewhere in the neighborhood of 3 years, 37.5 million dollars. Apparently he left one extra year at 12 mil on the table in Philly to stay with the Sox. Personally I think 12 mil+ for a 36 year old third baseman is a little high. But what are you going to do? He was the MVP and obviously there was a market for him. It’s a great story and I’m very happy for Lowell. Mike is a true class act who has always just gone about his business without much fanfare. He’s a cancer survivor and his comeback is an outstanding story.

Stoudemire
I saw a blurb (and that’s all it was) on the A.P. wires concerning Phoenix Suns forward Amare Stoudemire. Apparently Amare, who missed the entire 2005-06 season, is having recurring pains in his surgically repaired knee. I found it ironic that it really was just a quick blurb because I’m here to tell you it will be a huge story within the near future. Maybe not this season but before too long it’s going to start hindering his play. Microfracture surgery, which Amare had, is an extremely serious procedure that almost never leaves the recipient with anywhere near the athleticism he/she once had. Jason Kidd, Chris Webber, Allan Houston, and a score of other NBA players have testified to the fact that post-surgery their legs just wouldn’t do what they had before. The Suns are in trouble and better hope that they win the title this year because the future is dark. Nash is getting old and his idiot of a coach STILL hasn’t figured out how to manage his minutes. The rest of the team is built around perennial malcontent Shawn Marion and the freakish athletic ability of Amare. But when that athleticism starts to go, Amare will not be a shell of himself. Some players can transition as they age (or get injured) from depending on athleticism to depending on skill and smarts. This is not going to happen with Amare. He was BADLY outplayed by a much younger Dwight Howard in the Olympic qualifying, his motivation is in serious question, his development has stagnated over the last 3 years, and he’s still as dumb as a rock (and not a cool rock like a prism or a geode, I mean like a normal rock that you kick down the street). Not a good future for Amare.

The Pats
This is the best team in the history of the NFL and it’s not even close. The Patriots absolutely DOMINATE everyone that stands in their path. That defense may be a little shaky but it should be noted that the one time they needed them (Colts game) they stepped up and shut Peyton Manning down. I was watching the Sunday Night Football game this week and marveled at how quickly New England could pile up points, not just for themselves but for my fantasy team as well. I have Brady and Wes Welker in my lineup each week and I’m absolutely KILLING the competition. Example: Patriots get the ball back on their own 20 with a little over 2 minutes left in the half. They marched down the field with mechanical precision that the Terminator would be proud of to score. I just sat watching and counting, “There’s one point, there’s two, there’s four…” 22 points they scored for me. On one drive! Amazing.

Mavs Comeback
In the first quarter and a half of last night’s Mavs-Raptors game, Dallas looked TERRIBLE. I was ready for Avery to pull Dirk and the starters and rest them for tonight. It was the worst defense of the Avery era and the offense was just as bad. And then they decided they didn’t feel like losing tonight. Devin Harris went NUTS to end the half and single handedly knocked the deficit down from 24 to 14 at halftime. In the 3rd quarter the Mavs were fighting, trying to get back into it and kept pulling within 2 only to have it pushed back to 4 or 6. And then Mr. MVP himself made an appearance. Dirk came up BIG TIME, playing great defense on one end and then hitting 4 straight 3s to end the quarter. It was amazing, no one was going to stop him. They cruised through the 4th and at the end you could see the looks of exasperation on the faces of Sam Mitchell and the Raptors. It should be noted that this was the second biggest comeback in Mavericks history (24 points) tied with a mid March game in 2006 when they came back from the same deficit, and oh by the way, the opponent that night was also the Raptors. Poor Canadians.

Priest Holmes
Today after yet another spinal injury, Chiefs running back Priest Holmes announced his retirement. I wish him all the best and I have to say he made the right choice. You don’t want to wake up in 5 years and not be able to walk because you took one too many hits to the head. Holmes was always the underdog, sitting behind Ricky Williams at Texas, behind Jamal Lewis in Baltimore, and then sitting behind Larry Johnson at Kansas City. Yet everywhere he went he found a way onto the field and was a BEAST of a runner. He set the record for most touchdowns in a season in 2003 (later broken by Shaun Alexander and LT) and led the league in rushing 3 times. Great career for a classy guy, sorry to see him go.

72 Dolphins
I wrote about the sour grapes of the 72 Miami Dolphins a couple weeks ago and want to reiterate their sorryness once again. Not only are the obnoxious and cranky, they are also overrated. I heard some stats today that really put their 17-0 Super Bowl season into perspective. In that season the Fins didn’t play a SINGLE team that made it to the playoffs. The combined winning percentage of their opponents was 36.7 percent (terrible) and only 2 teams on their schedule had winning seasons. In addition, they often trailed in their games and barely beat a handful of truly awful teams. The Patriots, as noted above, are MOWING through the competition. As I said before, I hope the Dolphins enjoyed last year’s champagne because it’s the last time they’ll get to toast their record.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Monday, November 19, 2007

When Winning Isn't Enough


Saturday was a pretty good day for me, sports wise. Actually, it was about as good as it gets. Ohio State destroys Michigan for the fourth straight year, leaving open the possibility of a National Title and again insuring my bragging rights for another year over my friend Jeff, who is a great guy in spite of the fact that he is a Michigan fan. Later that night the Mavs finished off the pesky Grizzlies because of Dirk getting his at the exact right moment. And to top it all off, my beloved Texas Tech Red Raiders kept those dang Sooners from backdooring their way into another title game appearance and ended what had been a frustrating season on an incredible high.

And yet I find myself wanting, at least when it comes to the Red Raiders. After a Holiday Bowl THRASHING of Cal in '04 and a Cotton Bowl appearance in '05, Tech has now had two consecutive seasons of disappointing returns. Last year was the Insight bowl (The what? Exactly.) and barring a miracle or the Holiday Bowl selection committee all getting drunk together and deciding not to take UT, we'll end up back in the Alamo Bowl this year, only slightly ahead of the Insight Bowl in prestige. I have begun to question the direction of the program.

Let me say first of all that head coach Mike Leach has been HUGE for Texas Tech. From 1960, when they entered the South West Conference, to 2000, when Leach was hired, Tech was generally considered an average program at best. They put up decent seasons for a couple of years and then followed it up with three or four terrible seasons. Tech put up 7 straight losing seasons to begin the 80s and the 90s saw most Red Raider seasons ending with 6, maybe 7 wins. Respectable but barely. Leach's stay has seen Tech put up at least 8 wins in every season following his first. The difference between an occasional 7 win year and consistently putting up 8 or 9 wins is tremendous in college football. Likewise, since Leach came on board, Tech has gone 6-2 against the most hated of all college football programs, the evil, annoying, and misguided Texas A&M Aggies. (Yuck) That kind of rival bashing is a great benefit to the program and the school and a service to man kind as goodness knows the blasted Aggies need a swift kick every year.

There are other benefits of Leach. His system is the most entertaining in the nation. The spread offense is fun to watch and it brings attention to the school that would otherwise never be given if the team was still a running power. Against OU on Saturday quarterback Graham Harrell threw 72 passes. There are some teams that literally do not have their QB throw 72 passes over the course of 7 games. It's exciting. They score a TON of points and that leaves no doubt that they are never out of game (as seen in the Insight Bowl last season when Tech put up 24 points in the 4th quarter on route to an overtime victory). In the same way, Leach's system is owed a great deal for the changing landscape of high school, college, and even professional football. Many teams that were once traditional running teams have switched over to the spread. A large percentage of high school programs now run the spread. Tom Brady and Pats are looking at the first undefeated NFL seasons since 1972 by running a version of the spread. There have been other fast paced, high scoring offenses before but none has had the long term success and effect that Leach's system has. For further illustration, look no further than Nebraska's coaching search this off season. Nebraska has always run some version of the option. ALWAYS. You can bet good money the person they hire will run the spread. It's a phenomenon.

But then we come to the negatives of the system and, more importantly, Leach. For one thing, because they are so successful with the spread, the national media views it as a gimmick. The 2000 Tech team blew open all school records for passing but they have set new marks each and every season since. To some extent, just about any high school quarterback could run this offense. So when we have a truly gifted QB, like Graham Harrell, he never gets the credit or attention he is due because of the system.

Recruiting is a huge issue and I don't think Leach helps much. Tech is already up against it in recruiting because Texas and OU get the top crops of Texas high school players, followed by the national programs like USC and Florida. They are often left with players who are smaller or less athletic or just not as good. This comes into play most significantly on defense which is full of kids who can hit a barn and knock it over but struggle to cover. To counter this the recruiting has to be GREAT which leaves the program in a catch twenty two: to get big time defensive recruits you have to put up big time wins, but to get big time wins you really need better defensive players. In my opinion, Leach's personality hinders the recruiting process even more. Plain and simple, Leach is a weird dude. I often question how effective he can be in recruiting because I have to believe a lot of parents are turned off by his quirks. More to the point though, he may not even be putting any emphasis on the recruitment of defensive players.

Which brings up the last issue. Leach is as stubborn as the obligatory mule. He really believes that he can and will outscore any opponent that comes his way and that defense is only a mildly entertaining intermission between offensive drives. He never runs the ball, even when the situation DEMANDS it, which makes it hard to run out the clock (cost them a win at Oklahoma State this year and many others in the past) and equally as difficult to recruit running backs; Tech generally is forced to rely on a small guy who can catch as well as a wide receiver and just hope that two or three times a game he can run without fumbling. Leach's belief in his players, and ultimately his system, is so strong that he often refuses to change it up or adjust when the situation calls for it.

The results of all of this is just what Tech has done since 2001: 8 or 9 wins, an incredibly entertaining team, all kinds of receiving and passing records...and loses to any team that is better than them, namely Texas and OU. And you know, when you consider that a lot of other schools in the nation would die for 8 or 9 wins, that doesn't sound so bad. It is nice to be bowl eligible for 15 straight years, to dominate your rival every year, and at least half way believe you could be the conference bullies. But is that enough? Am I, and are we as the Red Raider Nation, content to take these wins and these stats and continue to hope that they'll catch lightening in a bottle one year? Or is it time to consider the possibility that Leach has taken the team as far as he can?

And that's the problem. He's been more successful than any Tech coach since the 50s. The prospects look good for the program to continue to win at least 8 games over the next few years. And the spread allows Tech to ALWAYS be dangerous. But is Leach the guy to take them to the next level? Or are the Red Raiders even capable of getting to the next level? They've moved in the right direction. They've gone from average to every year Bowl eligible to big time bowls (Cotton). But now it's taken a step back, or at least stalled. In my mind not staying a player for the Cotton Bowl or maybe even a contention for a BCS game is a step backward. It's a frustrating position to be in. You have to like the wins but you want MORE.

Leach was in contention for the Miami job this past off season and part of me felt it wouldn't have been so bad to see him leave. Unless the Red Raiders drop back to 5-6 territory for a couple of years, he'll never be pushed out of Lubbock because he's had so much success. And yet I've started to feel like he's not capable of taking this team to bigger and better things. Maybe he's Don Nelson. Nelson took over the Mavs in 1997 when they were the absolute worst franchise in ANY sport. 4 years and a whirlwind of moves later he had the team in the playoffs. 2 years after that they were one game from the Finals. And then they stalled. Early playoff exits, poor execution. It became apparent that Nellie had done all he could. He turned the team over toe Avery Johnson and a year later they made it to the Finals and are a legit title contender every year. I'd hate to see Leach go and I'm thrilled with the success he's brought the team. But with each loss to Texas, each inevitable falter to OK State or Colorado, I can't help but feeling that maybe Leach was the perfect guy for taking this team to relevance, but not the guy to take them to greatness.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Beat Down in the Big House

Today I witnessed the great Jim Tressel lead the Ohio State Buckeyes to victory over the hated Michigan Wolverines for the 4th consecutive year. Even in my wildest Buckeye dreams I would have never thought 4 straight wins was possible. Rivalry games are so unpredictable and so emotionally charged that even if one team is 10-0 and one is 0-10, you expect a close game.

This one brings distinct pleasure because it means the vaunted Wolverine senior class of Chad Henne, Jake Long, and (in particular) Mike Hart went winless against OSU during their careers. Mike Hart ticks me off. He has AMAZING talent but he runs his mouth way too much, especially for a guy who's never quite been able to live up to the Heisman potential he's had since day one. Today was no different. He started off the game by being the aggressor in a pregame shouting match with the whole Buckeye team. Then on the first drive of the game he laid a huge hit on an OSU defender (great play) but of course followed it up by jawing and taunting the guy he'd just laid out. It's not that he's classless, it's that he's annoying. And in true Mike Hart fashion he ended the game with a a whopping 44 yards rushing while leading his team to 3 points. I think most people around the country expected a huge day from Hart but instead were treated to a lot of this:

(That's Hart there in the middle getting sandwiched)
And this:

And this:

(Beanie Wells 222 yards 2 TDs)
And ultimately this:


In the end, THE Ohio State University will make its 6th BCS Bowl Appearance in 7 years (and a National Title game with a little help) and 4 straight against Michigan (and 6 of 7 in the Tressel era) while Hart and Henne go home winless for their careers and Michigan gets to spend the off season looking for a new coach. It's a good day in Buckeye land. Now if we could just get a little help from anyone playing OU, West Virginia, and LSU. O! H! I! O!