If you haven’t heard, Michael Vick is being investigated for his role in a ring of illegal dog fighting. Not that there is any form of dog fighting that’s legal, but it’s prudent to mention the illegality of Vick’s alleged behavior so you understand that his actions are more than immoral.
From what has been mentioned in the media, Vick owns a house that was a refuge for the inhumane to bet on dog fights. Pit Bulls to be exact. But Vick claims he never knew about the dog fights, or ever placed a paw in the house before. Okay fine. But what about the police informant who anonymously said he’s personally pinned one of his own dogs against one of Vick’s? And Vick was there to oversee the whole thing. Or what about Vick’s notoriety as one of the high rollers at the fights?
How is Michael Vick going to deny all this?
Probably the same way Iranian President, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad denies the holocaust and President Bush denies global warming. With fucked up facts. And hubris.
However he denies it, Vick will probably get away with minor repercussions. Athletes always do. So what should his punishment be?
Some say kick him out of the NFL. Others say prosecute him as the legal system warrants. I on the other hand believe in equal opportunity. If those dogs get the chance to fight one another on a concrete battleground, so should Vick. I say throw his ass in there with five raging Pit Bulls and let people place bets. I got five on the crazed dog in the corner with the Rambo tattoo. Actually make it ten. That’s one sick tattoo.
Seriously though, let Vick jump into a pit and try to fight off a few rabid Pit Bulls trained to devour flesh. I bet avoiding a bite in the pit won’t be as easy as evading a sack on the field. A few flesh wounds later and we’ll see if Vick wants to remain a high roller in the dog fighting community.
Way to go Ron Mexico.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Time to make a change
Best foul ever.
I’m sure he wasn’t thinking that at the time, but when Robert Horry body-slammed Steve Nash at the end of game four between the Spurs and Suns the other night, Big Shot Bob committed the best foul of his NBA tenure.
While known for his last-second heroics by hitting clutch three-pointers at the end of crucial playoff games, the Will Smith look-alike made the most important play of game five days before tip-off.
To vent his frustration at blowing an eleven-point lead late in the game, Robert Horry sent Steve Nash flying into the scorer’s table. Which of course prompted Nash’s teammates Amare Stoudemire and Boris Diaw to rise up off the bench in support of their Canadian brethren. The skirmish never escalated to Ron Artest status, but nevertheless suspensions were handed out like condoms at a Snoop Dogg party.
Horry was suspended two games for his flagrant conduct, but more importantly Amare Stoudemire and Boris Diaw will be kept out of game five in Phoenix for leaving the bench. Diaw has struggled this series, so losing him for a game isn’t going to sink the Suns’ battleship. But playing without Stoudemire, now that’s another story.
Amare is Steve Nash’s right hand man. His pick n’ roll partner. His white stallion. Nash is obviously the team’s knight in shining armor, but he can’t swing his heavy sword on foot. Nash needs to saddle up on his 6’ 10” freak-of-nature white stallion in order to defeat the Spurs. But thanks to some trivial NBA rules, Steve Nash will be riding in to battle without his horse.
So it turns out Roberty Horry’s flagrant foul at the end of game four could ultimately be the most pivotal play of game five. Which in turn seems to be the most critical game of the series. That doesn’t make sense. Especially at such a crucial point in the playoffs where the two best teams in the NBA are fighting to reach the western conference finals.
Okay, so rules are rules, and they state that if a player leaves the bench during a fight, it warrants an automatic one-game suspension. First of all, that’s bullshit. But if the league thinks it’s necessary, then so be it. But that should only be a regular-season rule. Missing one game out of eighty-two isn’t going to affect a team’s entire season. However, missing game five of a seven-game series tied at 2-2 between the two best teams in the league, now that’s another story.
David Stern needs to alter the NBA’s rules to have a section that’s playoff-specific. Rules that would consider the context of a play more thoroughly. Otherwise future players might use Robert Horry’s foul as inspiration to instigate a fight in order to knock the opposing team’s superstar out of the next game. That’s just wrong. It diminishes the integrity of the game.
So while rules are rules, and they say Stoudemire should automatically be suspended for one game, don’t you think that punishment is a little harsh for simply getting up off the bench? Especially considering the severity of its timing.
Rules are meant to be broken. Otherwise the world would still be flat, the sun would revolve around the earth, women wouldn’t vote and Blacks would sit at the back of the bus. It’s time to make a change.
I’m sure he wasn’t thinking that at the time, but when Robert Horry body-slammed Steve Nash at the end of game four between the Spurs and Suns the other night, Big Shot Bob committed the best foul of his NBA tenure.
While known for his last-second heroics by hitting clutch three-pointers at the end of crucial playoff games, the Will Smith look-alike made the most important play of game five days before tip-off.
To vent his frustration at blowing an eleven-point lead late in the game, Robert Horry sent Steve Nash flying into the scorer’s table. Which of course prompted Nash’s teammates Amare Stoudemire and Boris Diaw to rise up off the bench in support of their Canadian brethren. The skirmish never escalated to Ron Artest status, but nevertheless suspensions were handed out like condoms at a Snoop Dogg party.
Horry was suspended two games for his flagrant conduct, but more importantly Amare Stoudemire and Boris Diaw will be kept out of game five in Phoenix for leaving the bench. Diaw has struggled this series, so losing him for a game isn’t going to sink the Suns’ battleship. But playing without Stoudemire, now that’s another story.
Amare is Steve Nash’s right hand man. His pick n’ roll partner. His white stallion. Nash is obviously the team’s knight in shining armor, but he can’t swing his heavy sword on foot. Nash needs to saddle up on his 6’ 10” freak-of-nature white stallion in order to defeat the Spurs. But thanks to some trivial NBA rules, Steve Nash will be riding in to battle without his horse.
So it turns out Roberty Horry’s flagrant foul at the end of game four could ultimately be the most pivotal play of game five. Which in turn seems to be the most critical game of the series. That doesn’t make sense. Especially at such a crucial point in the playoffs where the two best teams in the NBA are fighting to reach the western conference finals.
Okay, so rules are rules, and they state that if a player leaves the bench during a fight, it warrants an automatic one-game suspension. First of all, that’s bullshit. But if the league thinks it’s necessary, then so be it. But that should only be a regular-season rule. Missing one game out of eighty-two isn’t going to affect a team’s entire season. However, missing game five of a seven-game series tied at 2-2 between the two best teams in the league, now that’s another story.
David Stern needs to alter the NBA’s rules to have a section that’s playoff-specific. Rules that would consider the context of a play more thoroughly. Otherwise future players might use Robert Horry’s foul as inspiration to instigate a fight in order to knock the opposing team’s superstar out of the next game. That’s just wrong. It diminishes the integrity of the game.
So while rules are rules, and they say Stoudemire should automatically be suspended for one game, don’t you think that punishment is a little harsh for simply getting up off the bench? Especially considering the severity of its timing.
Rules are meant to be broken. Otherwise the world would still be flat, the sun would revolve around the earth, women wouldn’t vote and Blacks would sit at the back of the bus. It’s time to make a change.
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
Damn Hooligans!
Why are soccer fans so insane?
Seriously.
When was the last time you saw fans ecstatically igniting fires at Yankee stadium?
When was the last time you saw a stampede at the Staples Center?
When was the last time you saw a fan shoot flares at Peyton Manning?
When was the last time you saw a group of fans try to rip Ben Wallace out of his car for missing his free throws?
Never. I’ve seen people tear their hair out over a sporting event (including myself), but I’ve never seen the type of shit that goes on at soccer games before. Or afterwards for that matter.
Remember the 1994 World Cup? A Columbian defender was murdered after he scored an own-goal that resulted in a loss to the United States. Murdered!
While athletes are idolized in our country, the sports they play are still just that—sport. However, from pole to pole, soccer is much more than 22 people kicking a ball.
It’s beyond sport. It’s life. It’s religion. It’s God.
It has stopped wars.
But it still incites violence.
Last week former French national goalie, Fabien Barthez, quit his job as keeper for Nantes after being threatened by fans. Barthez said that after losing 2-0 at home to Rennes, a group of fans surrounded his car and began pummeling it. The distraught ‘fans’ then attempted to yank Barthez out of his car and “rub him out.”
I have no idea what that means. But I’m assuming it doesn’t involve therapeutic massage oils. And I doubt these were homoerotic fans looking for some action. So I’m pretty sure whatever it means; it would have been bad news for Barthez.
Who the hell are these psychos?
They start fires in the stands. They trample each other in mad riots. They shoot flares and throw beer bottles. And apparently they hang around parking lots waiting to ‘rub someone out.’
I love soccer. It’s one of the best sports in the world. But some of the people who call themselves fans are a discredit to the sport, and a disgrace to themselves.
They’re pathetic.
Seriously.
When was the last time you saw fans ecstatically igniting fires at Yankee stadium?
When was the last time you saw a stampede at the Staples Center?
When was the last time you saw a fan shoot flares at Peyton Manning?
When was the last time you saw a group of fans try to rip Ben Wallace out of his car for missing his free throws?
Never. I’ve seen people tear their hair out over a sporting event (including myself), but I’ve never seen the type of shit that goes on at soccer games before. Or afterwards for that matter.
Remember the 1994 World Cup? A Columbian defender was murdered after he scored an own-goal that resulted in a loss to the United States. Murdered!
While athletes are idolized in our country, the sports they play are still just that—sport. However, from pole to pole, soccer is much more than 22 people kicking a ball.
It’s beyond sport. It’s life. It’s religion. It’s God.
It has stopped wars.
But it still incites violence.
Last week former French national goalie, Fabien Barthez, quit his job as keeper for Nantes after being threatened by fans. Barthez said that after losing 2-0 at home to Rennes, a group of fans surrounded his car and began pummeling it. The distraught ‘fans’ then attempted to yank Barthez out of his car and “rub him out.”
I have no idea what that means. But I’m assuming it doesn’t involve therapeutic massage oils. And I doubt these were homoerotic fans looking for some action. So I’m pretty sure whatever it means; it would have been bad news for Barthez.
Who the hell are these psychos?
They start fires in the stands. They trample each other in mad riots. They shoot flares and throw beer bottles. And apparently they hang around parking lots waiting to ‘rub someone out.’
I love soccer. It’s one of the best sports in the world. But some of the people who call themselves fans are a discredit to the sport, and a disgrace to themselves.
They’re pathetic.
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