I tried watching the Winter Olympic Games yesterday.
Finally, after 250 television commercials, it suddenly dawned on me. Do I really give a shit if Lars Wjicklaanvandenheimer skates any faster than Rolfalinder Szchatterzerheiss? I mean, who fucking cares!
Hey, I get it and all. Racing down a steep mountain slope on skis requires special skills I don’t have, and never will possess. Then again, so does changing the oil on my car. I can’t do that either. And I sure as shit don’t want to watch that on television.
NOLAN DALLA: 2013 NFL SEASON RECORD
108 WINS – 84 LOSSES — 6 PUSHES
LAST WEEK’S RESULTS — 2 WINS 2 LOSSES (+$95)
STARTING BANKROLL: $10,000.
CURRENT BANKROLL: $16,057.
NET GAIN: + $6,057.
BEST BETS: 21–20–2
Writer’s Note: The Winter Olympic Games begin next month. Here’s the Olympic moment I remember best.
I missed something last year.
September 13, 2013 would have been the 100th birthday of the great Olympic champion Jesse Owens.
Owens died in 1980. But he remains an intriguing figure in history for what he experienced and endured at the 1936 Olympic Games, and afterward.
I once had the honor of meeting Mr. Owens in person. It was in 1976, four years before his death. Permit me to tell you the story.
Lost in all the hype and controversy surrounding Seattle’s victory over San Francisco in the NFC Championship game, and the combustible post-game interview given by Seahawks defensive back Richard Sherman, was the extraordinary self-sacrifice of 49ers linebacker NaVorro Bowman.
I’ve been watching NFL football for more than four decades. That excruciating play in the fourth quarter at the goal line was one of the most courageous and selfless acts I’ve ever witnessed in the heat of competition. It bears noting and remembering, especially since it might cost this player his playing career. According to early reports, that’s how bad the injury was.
Earlier tonight, a player for the NFL’s Seattle Seahawks was cornered by one of those inane sideline reporters just seconds after making an outstanding defensive play, which enabled his team to go to the Super Bowl.
In the heat of that thrilling moment — undoubtedly the highlight of the young player’s career — he made a number of “in-your-face” comments directed at an opposing football player and boldly announced to everyone watching, “I’m the best corner(back) in the game.”
No doubt, this was a jaw-dropping television moment, that caught the interviewer completely off guard. The player was clearly on an emotional high; then suddenly, a microphone was stuck in his face and he was asked about his feelings. Let’s face it, that doesn’t happen to defensive backs very often. Quarterbacks? Yes. Head Coaches? Yes. Cornerbacks? No.
Moreover, who knows what choice words that were said on the field during the heat of competition just moments before the interview that triggered his fury? Apparently, the bad blood between the two players started months ago. We clearly witnessed something happen, just moments beforehand. Did you happen to catch that? The opposing player (San Francisco 49ers wide receiver Michael Crabtree), in what appeared to be a terrible display of sportsmanship, essentially bitch slapped the defensive player who was then interviewed just a short time later. Supposedly, everyone expected him to be gracious under these highly emotional circumstances.
I was struck, but not entirely surprised by the fallout, which included predictable outrage directed against this player named Richard Sherman. Comments at Twitter and Facebook were both immediate and scathing. Sherman was instantly the villain.
What was most intriguing perhaps was the word that kept popping up in the comments over and over again. That word was “thug.”
I wonder, what does “thug” mean?