As many of you know, The Guys (mainly Bryan McBournie and myself) are avid Boston Red Sox fans, and today marked the final opening day for one David
Arias Ortiz. Of course, being the big, round, mound of trotting around, Ortiz blasted off a home run to kick off his final season.
If the Sox season goes down the toilet, the focus of this season will turn into what the 2014 campaign for Derek Jeter did, and just be one farewell celebration after another. And for my money, as my all-time favorite member of the Sox, no one deserves it more.
Especially, because even at 39, he’s going out at the top of his game.
Ever since his arrival in Boston in 2003, Ortiz has easily been the most likeable member of the team (his flare for postseason dramatics helped) which is why it’s going to be so tough to see him go, since he can still play. Continue reading Eat My Sports: One more time, for the last time
Roughly 21 years ago, if you were able to have conscious thought at that point, on October 2nd, 1995 you were hovering around a television waiting to hear the verdict of the O.J. Simpson trial. What was incredible was that every conceivable bit of evidence pointed to a guilty verdict for Simpson, but the defense poked so many holes in the credibility of the LAPD, that Simpson was found not guilty and let go.
As horrible as the brutal murders were, somehow the whole thing blew up into a media spectacle that made Simpson the must see TV event on a daily basis. It made compelling television in 1994 and 1995, 21 years later it’s still got everyone’s attention.
Last year FX assembled an all-star cast for “The People v. O.J. Simpson,” nabbing Cuba Gooding Jr., John Travolta, David Schwimmer, Nathan Lane and Courtney B. Vance to headline a 10-part series going behind the scenes of what most of America has known about the case. Is some of it embellished? Of course. Is some of it deviating away from what really happened? Probably. But what has come across, at least through the first six episodes has been arguably the best acting on television, and a story stranger than fiction. Continue reading Eat My Sports: The Juice Is Not Loose, But He’s Back For 10 Episodes
Like many of you, I thought I had written my last column on Peyton Manning last month after the Broncos dispensed the Carolina Panthers to win Super Bowl 50. That’s how it was supposed to end, Manning wins his second title and rides off into the sunset, yet here we are now having reports leak that Manning may want to give it another go.
While it is annoying that the story doesn’t end, I can honestly see why Manning would want to come back, I do understand that he won’t want people’s final memories of him playing were of him limping to the finish. Continue reading Eat My Sports: The narrative isn’t done
Now that we are in the post-All-Star Game portion of the NBA schedule, there are really only a couple of storylines left: the Warriors’ chase of the Bulls for the best regular season win total of all-time, and the Kobe Bryant farewell tour. There’s plenty of time left for us to talk about the Warriors this year, so I’m going to give Bryant his due and give him the spotlight for one column.
For the record, I’ve never been a huge Bryant supporter. His antics and attitude while Shaquille O’Neal literally dragged him to his first three titles was just downright nauseating. Then, when the whole Colorado rape accusations came out, it made Bryant easily one of the most deplorable and unlikeable figures in all of sports. Somehow, in the decade-plus since, him having the 81-point game, getting within one title of Michael Jordan and him becoming almost an ambassador for a former generation have seemingly erased what a class act jerk Bryant was from when he entered the league basically through 2008.
The Bryant farewell tour is reminiscent of the Derek Jeter lovefest of 2014. Iconic player, iconic franchise that is being shoved in our face. But what people forget is how close Bryant came to not being a lifetime Laker, and more than likely not getting the rings that put him within striking distance of Jordan. Continue reading Eat My Sports: NBA What if?
Like many of you, the NFL season is the highlight of my year in sports. The beginning of the season also runs about the same time as the MLB postseason, so that’s really about as good as it gets. Then, after the NFL calendar runs it’s course, we end up here in the sports dead zone. The holidays are done as you’ve finally assessed the damage after Valentine’s Day reared it’s ugly head six weeks after Christmas and you are either training your liver for St. Patrick’s Day, or finally cleansing your body of everything you’ve managed to d as o to it since Thanksgiving.
This leaves me with not a lot to talk about as I don’t care about the NHL and the NBA still has well over four months to go. But what the hell, let’s talk about the impending trade deadline anyways! Continue reading Eat My Sports: So, how about that NBA trade deadline?
Welcome, folks to the end of the 2015 NFL season and Super Bowl
L 50. Right about now you are either hating on Cam Newton, praising Peyton Manning as the greatest quarterback of all-time or on your way to Red Lobster, any way you cut it, everybody is right and everybody is wrong.
So, in honor of overreaction week in the NFL where the Broncos are the greatest team ever, Newton is a cry baby and the combo of Coldplay/Bruno Mars/Beyoncé is the greatest musical combo since Aerosmith/Britney Spears/Nelly/N’Sync, here are some quick hits:
PEYTON MANNING IS THE GREATEST OF ALL-TIME, SERIOUSLY HE IS LIKE THE FREAKING BEATLES OF QUARTERBACKS!!!
Let me be the first to say that there is now enough on both sides of the argument to support Manning as the greatest QB who ever lived and to make cases for other people, and honestly it all depends on the prism in which you view his career through. If you want to make the case for him, he’s a two-time Super Bowl champion, third all-time in postseason wins, all-time leader in yards and touchdowns and holds the single-season records for yards and touchdowns (a record he’s claimed twice). If that’s not enough to make a claim, I don’t know what is. Continue reading Eat My Sports: Super Bowl overreaction!
Not every football fan is a Neanderthal, meathead screaming at their television because they like seeing people get their brains bashed in. Unfortunately, sometimes, the average football gets lumped into a pool of people that is considered by and large, uneducated and spends way too much of their time, money and energy on a team or sport that really never gives anything back. This generalization is given to them by the few that make the rest of us who simply enjoy the sport look very, very bad.
Unless you live underneath a rock, you know by now that the Denver Broncos and Carolina Panthers are squaring off in Super Bowl 50. I repeat the DENVER BRONCOS and CAROLINA PANTHERS ARE PLAYING. Unfortunately, there are some recently tattooed Arizona Cardinal and New England Patriot fans that will have a lifetime reminder that their team did not, in fact, win the 50th Super Bowl. Continue reading Eat My Sports: Cardinals and Pats, Super Bowl Champs!
Like many of you, I watched the NFL Wild Card Playoffs this weekend. Also, like many of you, I am still trying to process what in the hell happened in the Pittsburgh/Cincinnati and Seattle/Minnesota matchups.
As a Steeler fan, after Landry Jones’ interception with under two minutes to go, I gave up. I generally know when the possibility of a miracle can happen, this was not one of those situations, until I heard “AND THE BENGALS HAVE FUMBLED THE BALL!” Ok, I had a glimmer of hope, but let’s face it, Jones or Ben Roethlisberger with a bum shoulder still had a longshot to win the game.
Then Vontaze Burfect and Adam “Make It Rain” Jones pulled two of the most Cincinnati moves you’ll ever see. Burfect targeting the head of Antonio Brown on a pass that put the Steelers in field goal range then the ensuing on field scuffle that had Jones shove a ref gave the Steelers a chip shot field goal to win the game after choking away a 15-0 fourth quarter lead. Continue reading Eat My Sports: What in God’s name just happened?
After a way too fast 2016 NFL season, we are on the edge of Wild Card Weekend in the NFL. It’s a weekend for a wild stretch from 2006-2012 that generally produced a Super Bowl participant, if not champion. But this year, aside from being stoked about the Steelers being in, I, as a resident of Virginia, am ticked. Why, you ask? Because the Redskins are back in the playoffs.
Now, having grown up in The Commonwealth, I’ve known my fair share of Redskin fans throughout the course of my life. They range from bandwagon, to passionate, to disbanded and emotionally numb. Why this team being back, and their fan base rising from the ashes to suddenly support them, is exactly that, they only support the team (I’m saying majority of the fan base, Rick, you’re an exception, the emotionally numb one who still watches anyways) once every seven or so years when the team puts a mediocre run in and turns it into a playoff berth. Continue reading Eat My Sports: No, I don’t like that
LeBron James was awarded a lifetime contract with Nike this week, worth somewhere in the vicinity of $60 million per year for as long as James has a breath in his body. To put that in perspective, that’s approximately a freak ton more than you will ever make in your lifetime. While it may be impossible to comprehend that, even I hate to admit that James’ ridiculous work ethic at making himself the most marketable athlete on the planet made him deserving of that type of reward from a sports giant.
James may never be as popular as Michael Jordan. Jordan sort of became more of a myth due to the generation he played in. There was no social media, if you didn’t see the game, or have the luxury of having cable, you only heard second hand about the greatest basketball player ever. While James has played in the social media explosion of our world where every single play and word has been dissected with intense scrutiny, basically since James was 16 years old. Continue reading Eat My Sports: Lifetime achievement award