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The process of satisfaction

In Uncategorized on January 13, 2013 at 9:58 pm
Manning and his teammates in a game against th...

Manning and his teammates in a game against the Jacksonville Jaguars. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After leading a season in which his new team saw a return to relevance by taking several turns on the national stage during the regular season, Peyton Manning’s Denver Broncos were exposed as nothing more than an attempt to buy something another team that developed from within, were more deserving of.

My father used to refer to the Yankees and their annual attempts at “buying the pennant,” when I was a kid growing up in New York. I used to silently stew while dad was enjoying a good run of fortune with his N.Y. Mets (his adopted team after the Giants moved to San Francisco) in 1969, as all throughout the sixties, well, specifically after 1964 and through 1975, the Yankees endured one of their lousiest stretches ever.

George Steinbrenner bought a Yankees franchise in decay in 1973 and immediately went about the process of restoring this once great team to its former, seemingly perpetual and annual, runs to pennant glory.

Steinbrenner was not at all about patience and began spending lavishly on free agents as soon as he could. Although the team made the World Series in 1976, they were embarrassingly swept by the Cincinnati Reds in that Fall Classic. But the tone was set. Steinbrenner, each and every year thereafter, was not about to lose a pennant, let alone a world series ever again, for lack of spending, I mean, trying.

Go big or go home.

It is the American way.

Yet sports are a great equalizer and sensei to this way of doing business.

English: George Steinbrenner's life, work clip...

English: George Steinbrenner’s life, work clip courtesy New York Yankees & Major League Baseball MLB.com looks at George Steinbrenner’s life and work, work released into the public domain by the author, per http://www.archive.org/details/GeorgeSteinbrenner1930-2010 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Each and every year the Yankees assemble the best team money can buy. They gladly pay out luxury tax to small market teams as the price of having a payroll that exceeds the Collective Bargaining Agreement threshold—all in the name of putting the best possible product on the field for its fans.

Money buys a lot of things, a lot of material stuff, many items we can put our fingers on. But money does not have the power to assure the outcome of either baseball or football or basketball or any team sports’ seasons. The fact is that while money can purchase the best players available, the games still have to be played on the fields and courts.

What happens within the confines of team environments—whether on the playing field or around the water cooler, is what determines who wins.

We have leaders and followers. We have those in search of individual accolades who are in contract years and playing for one last big payday to be signed off on during the off season.

In the case of the Denver Broncos, they failed to do their homework.

I am not speaking of the infamous four Manning neck surgeries and what he might or might not have had left in the tank, when they were in the process of making him an offer he could not refuse.

Their arrogance at selling both Manning and their fan base on a dream that could not ever be realized was only outdistanced by the depth of the disappointment they experienced Saturday evening.

In Peyton’s Place Won’t Be Here I touched upon the fact that aging, high-priced veteran quarterbacks on their second teams rarely enjoy any success beyond the age of 35.

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super bowl (Photo credit: sinosplice)

I know that while a Viking, Brett Favre was one errant pass away from another Super Bowl appearance. Peyton Manning had a great comeback regular season this year, too.

But now that we understand it is fact that professional athletes are physically in decline after 35 and great QBs never are as great after leaving their long-time teams for someplace new, we still want to see Peyton make another run next year.

Sadly, it will not be nearly as pretty as this year was up until Saturday.

But Denver’s John Elway will privately take solace in the fact the team made the playoffs again—having had the stones to take a flyer on a first ballot Hall of Famer having another Super Bowl run in him.

Money brought Peyton here, but players drafted and developed into a veteran team that played together when it mattered most at crunch time sent him home.

Median dudes, fireworks and other random deliberations

In Uncategorized on August 23, 2012 at 12:26 am

Guys enjoying at least a small measure of good fortune panhandling on the elevated median I drive past on the way to work are getting younger and more athletic.

Signs they hold up are mostly unintelligible and secondary to their success as far as I’m concerned.

The lady in front of me in the adjacent turn lane waits for the traffic light green arrow in her white Jaguar. She suddenly rolls down her window, waves a dollar bill in the median dudes’ direction and one of them agilely hops down from his perch. The young man proceeds to cross my lane, plucks the legal tender from the fair maiden’s outstretched hand and offers many thanks before scampering back to his post.

This guy isn’t in such bad shape I’m thinking. I believe motorists could be rewarding the median dudes for practicing panhandling in dangerous locations and for their athletic ability, as much as for the unfortunate, situational predicaments outlined in their cardboard signs.

These guys have to be quick, nimble and aware, as one slip while rushing to pluck some currency before the arrow turns green, and bam! Tragedy could befall them.

As I navigate the turn past the median myself today, I can’t help thinking I wouldn’t want to take on the median dudes Saturday morning in a game of flag football. They would surely whoop me and my guys, plucking our flags as easily as the dollar bills they snatch during a day’s work on the median.

And now for more radon, I mean, random deliberations…

• After getting my haircut early Monday afternoon and having the stylist put their handheld mirror up to the back of my head so I can see in the facing big mirror that my rounded corners pass muster, I think I might at least temporarily rename this blog to hittingthebaldspot.

• Never mind the poochies, I would like to be dropped off at doggie day care.

• Everyone needs to just chill during the NFL exhibition season. Wait until they start playing the games for real before getting too excited about your team’s chances.

That said, my prediction for the Super Bowl is Peyton Manning gets another chance to beat the Chicago Bears—(this time as a member of the Denver Broncos) before riding off into the sunset for good as a two-time Super Bowl winner and leaving the Broncos quarterbacking future to John Elway’s handpicked Peyton successor: Brock Osweiler. Hey, it could happen!

But, I reserve the right to change all this. It’s just preseason still, you know.

In all seriousness, I like the Bears a lot compared to the Broncos’ chances of getting to the big dance (search our April archives for Peyton’s Place Won’t Be Here). The old is new again Jay Cutler to Brandon Marshall pigskin aerial connection is my biggest reason for throwing in with da Bears–that and the big IF that is them staying healthy.

• Speaking of injuries and staying healthy…there is great parity in the NFL. Whichever teams avoid the injury bug at critical positions on both sides of the ball, will be the ones playing deep into the playoffs come January.

• I like flexing the golden pipes when I’m showering. I particularly enjoy sustaining a good, hearty vibrato on any given note. Presently, I have been having fun belting out parts of “The Way You Look Tonight,” while getting clean. You might as well go for the gold when you’re flexing the golden pipes, I always say. Bonus is that the neighbors have not complained (yet), either.

• Every man needs to know how to fix their toilet. Even if it’s a Mansfield model “terlit” like mine, you should be able to do it yourself.

• When something bad happens during your day, short of an emergency involving life or death, instead of (over)reacting, ask yourself how might you turn this around and take something positive away?

The answer involves creative thinking. You can train yourself to do it. The key at the onset is to say to yourself, “I know on the surface this appears to be not good. But there is at least one good thing that can come out of this. What is it?” You just need to identify one.

Then, you can respond to the immediate needs of the situation, always knowing that once addressed, you can leave it with something positive before finally moving forward again to the rest of whatever the day may bring you.

Sometimes you have to react so fast you have to leave the thought of taking something positive away from the situation, until later. That is fine. Just try to reflect afterwards at some point, what that could be. Figure it out, apply it (if possible), own it and then leave it alone—you are done.

• I don’t think any kids say they want to be proctologists when they grow up.

• I wish ALL Dollar Stores would have $1 magnifier reading glasses (I could then maybe read the median dudes’ signs better while I wait for the green turn arrow).

• Much like the end of baseball season for some minor league teams’ fans, I think after completing a particularly trying project on schedule or meeting an impossible job assignment deadline, employers should reward their employees with $1 foot long hot dogs and fireworks displays.

 

NFL draft day hope springs eternal

In Uncategorized on April 26, 2012 at 6:32 am

Well, it’s finally here–the NFL draft, that is.

Thursday night continues the pomp and circumstance that is the NFL’s offseason and brings excitement to fans who have a football jones that can’t be satisfied, actually won’t be, until training camps open and the business of evaluating all of our teams’ newly acquired talent, is truly underway.

The draft to me, is no more than a distraction. There will be winners and losers, and nothing can be certain until the games are played and we see how these guys do. Thusly, I am a huge proponent of value picks–those players that are selected in mid to late rounds. This is oftentimes where impact players are found. Again, scouting is not an exact science and best teams’ front offices such as the New England Patriots keep in mind this one word: contingency: they need a plan, a backup plan, and yet another backup plan, when players they covet are gone, once they are on the clock, selection-wise. Bill Belichick and the Pats know how the value pick game is played: see Tom Brady, the Hall of Fame bound QB chosen with the 199th pick in the sixth round of the 2000 NFL draft. Talk about value!

The draft of course keeps football in our heads, is ingeniously marketed as a television event by ESPN and although I don’t know of anyone tailgating, there may be small celebrations, or at least we’re looking at the first night and the first round selections as they’re made live.

Getting back to the distraction angle, I know I speak for many fans, when I say I experience a let down, a funk, if you will, once the Super Bowl is over. There is nothing quite like football and how it speaks to so many people, having usurped baseball as our national pastime and most popular sport, years ago.

Football is the ultimate distraction, the thing we can escape our dull-by-comparison, day-to-day existences, with the spectacle of this mass appeal sport. It’s marketed to perfection, of course, too, and the NFL executive team including Roger Goodell, fully understands that by giving us the television entertainment and hoopla that the draft has become, they are whetting our appetites for the OTAs and training camp openings just around the corner.

So even though the games are months away (but getting closer), we indulge in positive thinking, we clamor for our respective teams’ managements to make smart selection decisions and we feel our thoughts giving way to the promise of renewal that an influx of fresh talent can mean for our teams’ chances come fall.

Sure, the old guard players, the veteran players and the free agents that have been signed, prime the pump of interest so to speak, until draft day arrives.

But now that the draft is upon us, the prospect of signing new talent and delivering potentially more W’s than L’s in the ledger column once the season begins, has our palms sweaty with anticipation.

Go ahead and dream, you’re entitled. Because the NFL is back and even if our own lives are less than exhilarating at times, we can get behind our teams and their chances for improvement in the coming season.

We can hope it so, finally, again.

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