It’s our fault for the bad behavior or professional athletes, not theirs.

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You read that right. It’s your fault. It’s my fault. It’s not the athlete’s fault.

In the last few years, it seems like the trouble that professional athletes have caused has exploded exponentially: countless DUI’s, guys getting tazed, shot, in high speed chases, and caught involved in drugs. Can’t forget about Michael Vick. And I even think I heard something about steroids in baseball the other day.

But honestly, what do you expect? These guys are ticking time bombs that we build from the moment we see talent.

From middle school, these guys are patted on the back and told how great they are and of how great they could be. In high school, they begin to get publicized in the school newspaper, hometown paper, and maybe in the big newspapers around the state. Everything they read and are told is supportive, yet adds volatility; another solder joint in the bomb. After reading about how tremendous he is, the athlete begins to believe it. Why wouldn’t he? At 17, when popularity is the only form of self-assessment, it’s easy to accept that you’re super-human.

Then come the awards. And the scholarship offers. Keep packing on the plutonium. Colleges then give out “free jobs.” The jobs that athletes don’t have to show up to, yet still receive paychecks and no one says a word. Agents and scouts, the guys who pick out talent for a living, start sending illegitimate gift packages while the athlete is still in school. Wrap that plutonium in C4.

Now set the charge by adding national media attention and praise as if he’s the second coming of Jordan, Sayers, and Ruth all rolled into one.

All the necessary elements for an incendiary device are accounted for. Now all you have to do is hand them the detonator and wait for the fireworks. Except this time, the detonator is not a little red button. It’s a lot of green Benjamin Franklins, and a fat bank account.

With the kind of money (i.e. perception of power) that a professional athlete is given, an implosion upon himself is near impossible to avoid. It’s a wonder that it doesn’t happen more often.

They can’t help it. That’s the bomb we built them to be.

Fantasy Baseball

 

Googled 'Fantasy Baseball' and this came up...  It'll do.

Googled 'Fantasy Baseball' and this came up... It'll do.

 

 

I LOVE FANTASY SPORTS!  I allow them to take up a lot of my free time.  I research info about them when I should be running, working out of some kinds, finding a girlfriend, etc.  But, I can’t help it.  I play Fantasy Football, Fantasy Baseball, and Fantasy Soccer.  Those are my main three, but I have been known to play Fantasy Basketball (for some reason I don’t like it even though i love basketball, but NBA is not my thing), Fantasy Golf, Fantasy NASCAR, Fantasy Hockey and then the odd ones like Survival Football and the Pick ‘Em Leagues.  I am a fantasy gamer, if you invite me into a league, it’s a good chance I will join.  If I am at my limit on leagues, don’t put it past me to create a new account just to play.  I play most of these on Yahoo Sports.  I have 5 Yahoo ID’s.  But anyway, onto the reason I am writing this.  Had my first Fantasy Baseball Draft tonight.  One draft down, 4 more to go.  It was an NL only league, my first of it’s kind.  Had the 5th pick.  Feel like I came out the big winner.  My Hitting only has 1 hole.  Hopefully, I can feel that via Free Agency or a Trade, we shall see.  Team Nolan Ryan is as follows:

  • C:  Geovany Soto
  • 1B: Prince Fielder
  • 2B: Anderson Hernandez (hole)
  • 3B: Garrett Atkins
  • SS: Jimmy Rollins
  • LF: Jay Bruce
  • CF: Chris Young
  • RF: Andre Ethier
  • BENCH:
  • Eric Byrnes
  • Mat Gamel (up and coming beast)
  • Andrew McCutchen (up and coming beast)

 

Now, my pitchers are a little bit sketchy, I’ll admit that.  However, there is potential there.  And if they blow, I WILL improve my pitching, always do.  This portion of Team Nolan Ryans is:

  • SP: Ryan Dempster
  • SP: Josh Johnson
  • RP: Trevor Hoffman
  • RP:Ryan Franklin
  • P:   Chris Perez
  • P:   Kevin Gregg
  • P:   John Maine
  • BENCH:
  • Oliver Perez
  • Andrew Miller

Here’s to yet another Championship (or a Top 3 Finish, as long as I get some hardware)