17 Hours


Albert Pujols is the NL MVP

Teams win games — not players.

The reason why I wrote the above is because a poster on ESPN.com concluded that because the Phillies won more games than the Cardinals, Howard should be the NL MVP (that argument is weaker than Chris Webber’s knees).

However, let’s play that card.

The Cards were projected to lose 95 to 100 games this season. Thanks to Pujols’ presence, they didn’t lose nearly as many and were a .500 club.

Howard has struck out 692 times since 2004. Pretty grotesque numbers. He’s usually hitting a homerun or striking out, while Pujols is banging the ball over the ballpark.

In 2006 the St. Louis Cardinals won the World Series. Ryan Howard, a member of a Philadelphia Phillies team who didn’t make the playoffs that season, won the MVP.

Now in 2008, the Phillies won the World Series, the Cardinals missed the playoffs, and this is a little paradoxical, isn’t it?

At least there’s a good reason to be a Cardinals fan in 2008.



Modern Day Sports Fans are Ignorant
November 15, 2008, 7:49 pm
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I wrote this last month.

I’m not a sports fan. Actually, I haven’t been a sports fan in two years. Not since October 27, 2006, when the St. Louis Cardinals won the World Series. Maybe I was a sports fan on June 17, 2008, when the Boston Celtics won their first NBA Finals in 22 years, but that was inevitable: that was the first time I was able to see them win a title in my lifetime, and not to mention the fact that it was kind of like vicariously cheering in place of my father, as we used to watch several Celtics games during the last couple of years of his life.

“You aren’t a sports fan?,” you kind of say and ask at the same time. “Then, well, you watch sports and cheer for teams, don’t you?” Yes, I do watch sports and I do in fact cheer for teams, but that doesn’t hold much merit. I consider myself an objective observer, reviewer, and critic when it comes to sports. I take pride and enjoyment in the fact that I can bash athletes and whittle their well-being to a pulp with a matter of a few flicks of a keyboard. It’s freakin’ power. And people hate that I can do it so well. Sports fans hate when I do this, and usually come up with an uneducated retort when they notice I’m bashing one of their favorite teams or athletes.

Fans who try to push their team on you aggravate me. Ohio State Buckeyes, Oakland Raiders, Boston Red Sox, New England Patriots, Dallas Cowboys, Philadelphia Eagles, Los Angeles Lakers, Boston Celtics (yes, even the modern day Celtics bandwagoners who didn’t give a flip about the team during the 2006-2007 campaign), New York Yankees, Notre Dame Fighting Irish, etc. It’s all the same. Every one of the fans who push their teams upon others are usually young and ignorant when they are speaking of sports. They are biased, homertistic, bombast sports fans instead of well-informed, understanding, intelligent critics and observers.

I posted this after visiting an MLB forum, reading people’s thoughts on the [Boston] Red Sox/Tampa Bay Rays ALCS. Instead of reading well-informed, objective posts, all I read was a load of “HAHA GO SAWX,” posted by a Red Sox fan. Then a big ol’ “LAWLZ LAWLZ LAWLZ THE BLOW SAWX SUX0RZ,” posted by a Rays bandwagoner who just started liking the Rays in May or June. They went back and forth. A state of pathetic atrocity. Idiots. Why can’t we all get an objective view of sports and stay there?

People need to feel like they belong somehow. Notice that sports fans always say, “WE scored a touchdown, WE are number one in the NFC. . .” like they actually put down the nachos for more than two seconds themselves to waddle out onto a football field and pat an offensive lineman on the ass. I think the mentality goes back to the old territorial caveman thing where, “If you degrade MY clan (team), then you threaten my existence (ego).”

I watch sports because I enjoy the excitement that goes along with it. I love watching talented athletes prove their worth on a field, court, etc. The best reason to say I love sports would have to be the bashing athletes side effect. I don’t know if there’s many things more fun than bashing an athlete or a team for doing something irrefutably stupid, while they’re being paid a horde of millions to play in a respective sport.

Those people who seem to be bashing Bill Simmons around every corner are about as ignorant as anybody can be.

Everyone who rips Bill Simmons would trade places with him 0.3 seconds if given the chance.

What’s happened with Bill is that he was on top for a while, and as with everyone that’s been on top for a while, eventually people get sick of seeing said person on top and begin to rip them. It happens in music, movies, and most of all sports.

Here’s a novel idea: if you no longer like Bill Simmons, stop fucking talking about him! Don’t read him, don’t make blog posts about him, don’t even visit ESPN.com. It’s the same about the people who are still bitter about my departure from SLAM Online. Move on.

You know what you’re getting with Simmons at this point. He has a formula and it works for him. People need to stop acting so surprised at the things he writes about.

A sportswriter is the most hated career title in America. People will read your column and decide that they hate you. You’re either loved or you’re hated. And it’s great. It’s kind of like when Howard Cosell was voted the most loved sportswriter and the most hated sportswriter in the same year.

That’s why I’m a perennial sportswriter. Not a sports fan.



Cliff Lee — Your AL Cy Young Winner

In other news, Clay Aiken is gay.

Joe Morgan is livid.

And four people need to be banned from press boxes:

Demoted to the minors last year, Lee went a major league-best 22-3 this season with a 2.54 ERA. He received 24 of 28 first-place votes and 132 points in balloting by the Baseball Writers’ Association of America announced Thursday.

Please take the ballots away from writers until they promise, all of them, not to embarrass themselves with this contrarian bullshit every year. Hell, let the drunks in the bleachers vote.

Yesterday, Jay Mariotti wanted to know who left Tim Lincecum off the ballot entirely.

Woody Paige raised his hand, grinning like he was buttering the bread that got him the ESPN gig in the first place. I can’t imagine he has a vote. . . does he?

Whoever it was must have privileges revoked.

Bad refs get demoted all the time. Voters should be treated the same way.



Troy’s Musings (11/12/08)

Madonna apparently says of New York Yankees third-basemen Alex Rodriguez that he has “the heart of a poet trapped inside an insanely gorgeous body.”
People tell me that all the time, so I don’t see what the big deal is. I’m still baffled, as I assume all of you are, by this whole A-Rod/Madonna freak fest. My only guess is that Madonna is using Rodriguez for his skin.

New York Jets and New England Patriots go toe-to-toe tomorrow night.
Who cares? Well, many people care, but what I mean is why is there so much hype on this game? A rivalry is there, the two teams hate each other, and the AFC East lead is in tact. However, why can’t the Patriots/Jets-Favre hype die down?

Chauncey Billups’ effects on the Denver Nuggets
This should be in the headlines instead of what’s in the bold above. Though, that’s not happening. Billups has been his usual self in Denver in a couple of games so far, and the offense has been running more smooth than ever. Perhaps this is what Carmelo Anthony truly needed — true point guard who can also hit big shots when they matter.

Greg Oden returns tonight
Cool. Time to see if he can produce any more than he did in his first game. He had a few rebounds and a pair of blocks in his first game against the Lakers in which he only played thirteen minutes of, scoring no points. Hopefully he can put on a show against Dwyane Wade, Michael Beasley, Shawn Marion and the Heat tonight.

Tony Romo ready to play against Washington
In the sole word of Drew Rosenhaus, “NEXT!” I didn’t know it took so long to come back from a broken pinkie. In other news, has there ever been more news surround an injured player before? Not since 1990-1991 when the Boston Celtics’ Larry Bird’s career met its demise.



So, You Want to be a Sportswriter?

Writing about sports is enthralling at times. Other times it is used as a mechanic to release your anger about something that is creeping on your nerves (perhaps the BCS system in college football).

It’s a great tool if you’re a writer wanting to get your thoughts out onto the web for people to read because speculation is open and debates are welcome (usually). Debating about sports can either be fun or futile. Fun being if you’re debating two teams strengths and weaknesses, futile being if you’re debating whether a player from a different position is better than the other.

But most people don’t understand how to write about sports.

Sportswriting — you write about sports and you leave yourself out. I know I don’t follow that a lot on here, but I can do it with ease if I want to. This being a blog, it’s not a professional website so to speak, as thoughts are recorded with several “I’s.” If you’re looking into being a sportswriter, you will have to avoid that.

Sportswriters are prolific. There’s a lot of sports news websites, and if you write for them, a lot of times it’s not going to be one blog a day — oh, no, it’s going to be more like five blogs a day, more-so because news around the sports world is like billions of atoms flying around. You learn to write fast and efficient. I think that’s why I have already written so many blogs for 17 Hours — I’m used to writing several posts at a torrid pace. This is a good thing and a bad thing (good because the site is receiving more content; bad because it could be more intermittent — but the good still outweighs the bad here).

You can’t be a writer without reading a lot and writing a lot, so you can’t expect to do anything less when you want to become a sportswriter, so don’t just think that all you have to do is have your eyes glued to the television screen all day to post some incoherent thoughts on the web about sports.

You have to be powered by crafty, sharp prose and have a knack for grabbing reader’s attention either in the lead or in the first paragraph. If you can’t do that, you’re done with an article, as most people won’t bother to read on if you don’t hook them like a fish in one of the starting sentences of your article.

Read anything and everything. I did. I kept reading everything no matter what it was from books to billboards. “Huh? Billboards?” Yes, billboards; I wanted to compact so many words into my mind because at the end of the day it would pay off and I would end up having a carousel of words to choose from when writing. I’ve read a lot and I’ve written a lot, and I’m still not done — I’ll never be done.

Avoid jargon and cliches. Back up your arguments with facts. Don’t talk down to the reader unless it’s a style of yours, but it only works if you’re comical.

If you write now, with no experience under your belt, your writing will be tenuous. However, if you make the strenuous efforts to become better, you will appreciate it in the long run.



My Daily Schedule is Screwed
November 7, 2008, 8:29 pm
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Is it possible to be both a diurnal AND nocturnal person?

I believe it’s time to nod yes.

It seems a little far fetched, but I sleep in bits and pieces during the day and night. My schedule is bland and boring. I wake up in the morning and go to school. That’s my incredibly trite weekday schedule, due to the fact that it’s all there is to do in the excruciatingly boring town of Richlands, by-God-Virginia.

The only outlet of this place is Bristol, Virginia/Tennessee and Johnson City, Tennessee.

So, you can say that besides talking to Bekki on the phone (which I couldn’t be more of a proponent of) and pissing people off because I enjoy aggravating those that are so insecure that if you said one negative about them they would want to punch you, life in Richlands is more boring than ever.

Go home, nap, wake up, find something — no matter what — to do — wait, yes it does matter what.

I’m up late at night and I’m up early during the morning. I don’t have a problem with it, but the fact that both the aspects of night and day energy have never taken its toll, I’m shocked and surprised.

What the hell is going on?

It will catch up to me one day, but right now I’m enjoying it like the way Philadelphia Phillies fans have enjoyed the last couple of weeks (the Phillies defeated the Tampa Bay Rays in five games to win their first World Series title since 1980). Because of this fact of waking up early in the morning, I’ve had more time on my hands than usual.

So, you’re wondering: what can YOU grasp from this blog post? Possibly nothing — this is just a simply meaningless rant. If you feel as if you wasted your time reading this, fine, don’t reply in the comments by saying so, because you would be further wasting your time even more, and you really wouldn’t want to do that, right?



Books That Will Never Be Written
November 7, 2008, 8:16 pm
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Here are books that will never be published in the history of civilization, or at least for as long as we — or these potential writers listed below — will live:

How I’ve Never Driven Drunk by Leonard Little
How to Keep Your Cool by Bob Knight
How I Converted the Chargers to Become an NFL Dynasty by Ryan Leaf
How to Follow the Rules by Kelvin Sampson
Staying Clean: My 20 Years in Baseball by Barry Bonds
We Hate the Yankees and Red Sox by ESPN
Being a Woman by Hillary Clinton
19-0: The Perfect Season by the Proud Members of the New England Patriots
How to Treat a Woman by O.J. Simpson
How to Become Charismatic by Bill Belichick
Drinking Water, Eating Vegetables and Absolving Alcohol by John Daly
How to Commit to One Woman for the rest of your Life by Wilt Chamberlain (Foreword by Michael Jordan)
How to lead an NFL team to a Super Bowl by Dan Marino
My Life as an NBA Champion by Reggie Miller
Becoming a Role Model: Leading a Invigorating Role for Kids by Charles Barkley
Balancing Your Professional and Private Life by Tony Romo (Foreword by Matt Leinart)
Mr. Halloween: How I became an October Legend by Alex Rodriguez
How to Stay Healthy by Kerry Wood
Quarterbacks I Love by Terrell Owens
The Dummy Guide: How to Build a Franchise by Matt Millen (foreword by Isaiah Thomas)



Sportswriting and why I want to do it

I want a job where I can be wrong almost all the time. A job where I can take pot shots at people who are actually doing what I can only dream about, and cut them down. I want to berate them, make jokes about them, and all else poke fun at them until I drive the general consensus of society nuts. I want to say one thing one day, and then when I am proven wrong, be able to sidestep my original opinion for a more popular one. I want to make bold predictions, and then disown them the moment they don’t happen. I want to hold someone up, put them on a pedestal and worship them. Then, I want to knock them down, spit on them and turn my back when they “fail” me. In short, I want to be a sports writer.

All I want is the chance to pontificate about how absolutely essential it is for a certain athlete to do something, and then when it happens, move the goal post back another 50 yards and start again. And, when I can’t find fault with an athlete’s performance, I will find fault with his/her so called character. For writers, this usually means picking apart their comments, TV ads or shoe color. Anything to bring him or her back down to earth. So, I can feel superior. And, if you offend someone, well, just get them to yell at you, and you’ll have column fodder for the rest of your career.

And I’m on my way to be doing just that. If you haven’t noticed yet, then believe me, I am an overly opinionated, sarcastic, dark/sexual humored, randomly pissed off person. Let me at these overpaid, overblown, overhyped jerks that I want to spend my life writing about on newspaper/magazine print.

When kids are playing basketball in the driveway they try to emulate Michael Jordan or Larry Bird. When I’m writing I try to emulate Hunter S. Thompson, Bob Ryan and Bill Simmons, then turn it up a notch to my own style.



Flawed Baseball

Asides from steroids, this is why baseball is flawed.

The nonexistence of the salary cap.

A salary cap needs to be put into baseball, so that smaller market teams aren’t stepped on year in and year out. Asides from the Tampa Bay Rays from this past season, what other small market team has blown away the league over the past ten seasons — the Florida Marlins, certainly, but the 2003 World Series was that, one and done (I said 10 years, so the 1997 World Series in which the Marlins won is void.)

C.C. Sabathia, after a year where he was traded from the Cleveland Indians to the Milwaukee Brewers during the trade deadline in August, has stood up to his contract year and is bound to receive some lucrative money, from either the New York Yankees, Milwaukee Brewers, Los Angeles Angels, and Los Angeles Dodgers.

The Brewers, Angels, and Dodgers are offering Sabathia approximately $100 million.

While the New York Yankees, the franchise in the league that wields the highest payroll in baseball, is blowing the said bids out of the water by offering Sabathia over $137.5 million (the current record deal that was given to Johan Santana by the New York Mets last off-season) so he will play in the Bronx, wearing pinstripes.

Go ahead. Let the Yankees spend rapidly. Even though they haven’t won a World Series since 2000 and they missed the playoffs in 2008, the myriad amount of money that’s being thrown around is pretty nauseating. I love baseball as much as the next person loves the sport, but it’s ridiculous to have to put up with these inane headlines every year about some team trying to screw another.

Not to mention every ’screwing’ involves either the Yankees, Mets, Dodgers, or [Boston] Red Sox.