Ya, I was the Gov
They gave me the part.
All I ever wanted to know
Is "When Can You Start?"
I was on top of Cali
Felt like Mr. Universe
But then, like my muscles,
Everything went in reverse.
Something bad happened
That I could not Erase.
All I want to do is
Punch this scandal in the face.
I told True Lies...
Or never told Maria:
"I have an illegitimate son!
See he's right heaya!"
I have found something to be true
After all this unrest:
Lamentation of women
Is not what is best.
I cannot Totally Recall
All of the women I've boned.
But its at least twice the amount
Of the bad guys I've pwned.
Relationship: Terminated.
Another Junior in the mix.
It's a kid problem not even
A Kindergarten Cop could fix.
And while I regret what I've done,
Maria, I say to you:
I know now why you cry,
But it is something I can never do.
Am I embarrassed? Upset?
It would appear so.
I am no longer anyone's
Last Action Hero.
I will no longer be remembered
For the parts that I play.
I wish I had the power
To Jingle this All aWay.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
C-A-P-S Crap Crap Crap
Sigh.
Well naturally it happened again. The hockey team does all this work to get the Number 1 seed in the eastern conference, and they blow it. That's all that you can say. They blew it. But the worst part is that this is two years in a row. The Capitals are a team that are setting all the wrong records. No #1 seeds get swept in the second round of the playoffs. And to make it worse its a division opponent. Seriously. There is no excuse. There was no fight. I'm all out of answers. It's nice to have a team that makes a postseason, considering the Caps are the only team that can, but for all the expectations. I need something more. Please. I just need something more.
So obviously today was a rough day in the aftermath of the massacre on the ice last night. Right before the end of work I hear that the legendary basketball coach at my alma mater has decided to retire. Really? Today Gary? C'mon please no. I can't deal. I can't think straight. I know you've had down seasons, including this last one. I know your recruiting has not really stacked up nationally. But you are all I have known. You have delivered amazing things in your 22 years. I was a student at Maryland during the national championship year. How glorious that was. No matter what happens with each season, I defend you to the death! I never wished you to retire, yet here you are. Too soon. I know it was coming, but still...too soon. The combination of these two events created a serious crack deep inside my heart. Cinco de Mayo will be one of the worst sports days in recent memory. I should have had margaritas to forget.
Someone at my office made an interesting point, or at least coined a new term. He called me a "DC Sports Masochist." I happen to think that is the perfect name for any die-hard DC sports fan. We haven't won a professional championship (that means anything, people) since the Redskins won the Super Bowl in 1992. This is the Redskins. Holy crap. Its bad. Even when we are on the doorstep we can't deliver. We shrivel up like a salted slug. The losses are so damaging that it really does feel painful. We love these teams, but they piss us off more than anything in the world. They deliver more agony than joy, but we are tied to them for life. We are asking for that pain. We expect that pain. We are in fact DC sports masochists.
Perhaps if Leonsis is considering renaming the Wizards he can start there. Is there no relief? Will there ever be? Can't wait until next season!
Well naturally it happened again. The hockey team does all this work to get the Number 1 seed in the eastern conference, and they blow it. That's all that you can say. They blew it. But the worst part is that this is two years in a row. The Capitals are a team that are setting all the wrong records. No #1 seeds get swept in the second round of the playoffs. And to make it worse its a division opponent. Seriously. There is no excuse. There was no fight. I'm all out of answers. It's nice to have a team that makes a postseason, considering the Caps are the only team that can, but for all the expectations. I need something more. Please. I just need something more.
So obviously today was a rough day in the aftermath of the massacre on the ice last night. Right before the end of work I hear that the legendary basketball coach at my alma mater has decided to retire. Really? Today Gary? C'mon please no. I can't deal. I can't think straight. I know you've had down seasons, including this last one. I know your recruiting has not really stacked up nationally. But you are all I have known. You have delivered amazing things in your 22 years. I was a student at Maryland during the national championship year. How glorious that was. No matter what happens with each season, I defend you to the death! I never wished you to retire, yet here you are. Too soon. I know it was coming, but still...too soon. The combination of these two events created a serious crack deep inside my heart. Cinco de Mayo will be one of the worst sports days in recent memory. I should have had margaritas to forget.
Someone at my office made an interesting point, or at least coined a new term. He called me a "DC Sports Masochist." I happen to think that is the perfect name for any die-hard DC sports fan. We haven't won a professional championship (that means anything, people) since the Redskins won the Super Bowl in 1992. This is the Redskins. Holy crap. Its bad. Even when we are on the doorstep we can't deliver. We shrivel up like a salted slug. The losses are so damaging that it really does feel painful. We love these teams, but they piss us off more than anything in the world. They deliver more agony than joy, but we are tied to them for life. We are asking for that pain. We expect that pain. We are in fact DC sports masochists.
Perhaps if Leonsis is considering renaming the Wizards he can start there. Is there no relief? Will there ever be? Can't wait until next season!
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Garyland
Well, it has been awhile. The great event that is the NCAA basketball tournament ended with a dud. Had to be the worst game I've ever watched. I had nothing invested this late in the game anyway. My brackets were toast after round 2, though I did win a loser's pool in my Mom's office! Exciting.
Anyway, just to send college basketball out with a bang, I need to comment on this Gary Williams-Debbie Yow-Greg Doyel feud. Everyone knows Debbie Yow did good things, sort of, as an athletic director. But to claim that Gary Williams sabotaged her coaching search is so ludicrous it's not even funny.
First of all, even if he did, who cares? In fact, I hope he did. Anything to ruin Yow's career or the institution of NC State is fantastic. Also, as long as it doesn't effect Maryland or effects Maryland in a positive way, then I really have zero problem with it.
Second of all, I don't think Gary would go out of his way make calls or send emails to possible coaching candidates talking about how much of a bitch Yow is. I'm sure he has better things to do. (As an aside, in fact I hope he does have better things to do. Like getting talented basketball players to come to school). I really don't think he cares what Yow does or what NC State does. It doesn't affect his status as a money Hall of Famer.
Now I wouldn't put it past coaching candidates to contact Gary to ask his opinion on working for Yow, in which case he can tell them what he thinks. There's no crime in that. I would in no way classify that as some form of sabotage. He's merely telling them what he thinks about how miserable she is to work with.
And apparently some pro-Debbie Yow idiot from CBS Sports is saying that Gary would be locked up if he weren't a basketball coach because he's a lunatic. Okay, idiot. I don't think you have any grounds to make that claim. Do you know Gary personally? I don't. Sure you have the right to express how you feel about someone. I wouldn't go so far as to be slanderous without really knowing someone though. I mean Jesus. In your position as a journalist, there is something called credibility and integrity. It would see to me that this guy has neither. I suppose it shouldn't matter that some random blogger is bad-mouthing Gary Williams, but there's no professionalism and no reason to believe what this deuchebag thinks.
It's easy to see that I am a die-hard Maryland fan, and I'm in the tank for Gary. Some people believe that he needs to move on because he can't get talent in here and maybe "the game has passed him by." To me he has a lifetime contract, as frustrating as seasons like this past one may be. But hell, he was coach of the co-ACC regular season champion last year. I feel like that buys him a little time. He's done more for the program than anyone. Yow and Doyel need to step off. Worry about yourself. Since neither of you are Hall of Famers in your respective fields, perhaps you should reserve your jealous, pouty behavior. You need to be in time-out. Sigh. Ok, I feel a little better.
Anyway, just to send college basketball out with a bang, I need to comment on this Gary Williams-Debbie Yow-Greg Doyel feud. Everyone knows Debbie Yow did good things, sort of, as an athletic director. But to claim that Gary Williams sabotaged her coaching search is so ludicrous it's not even funny.
First of all, even if he did, who cares? In fact, I hope he did. Anything to ruin Yow's career or the institution of NC State is fantastic. Also, as long as it doesn't effect Maryland or effects Maryland in a positive way, then I really have zero problem with it.
Second of all, I don't think Gary would go out of his way make calls or send emails to possible coaching candidates talking about how much of a bitch Yow is. I'm sure he has better things to do. (As an aside, in fact I hope he does have better things to do. Like getting talented basketball players to come to school). I really don't think he cares what Yow does or what NC State does. It doesn't affect his status as a money Hall of Famer.
Now I wouldn't put it past coaching candidates to contact Gary to ask his opinion on working for Yow, in which case he can tell them what he thinks. There's no crime in that. I would in no way classify that as some form of sabotage. He's merely telling them what he thinks about how miserable she is to work with.
And apparently some pro-Debbie Yow idiot from CBS Sports is saying that Gary would be locked up if he weren't a basketball coach because he's a lunatic. Okay, idiot. I don't think you have any grounds to make that claim. Do you know Gary personally? I don't. Sure you have the right to express how you feel about someone. I wouldn't go so far as to be slanderous without really knowing someone though. I mean Jesus. In your position as a journalist, there is something called credibility and integrity. It would see to me that this guy has neither. I suppose it shouldn't matter that some random blogger is bad-mouthing Gary Williams, but there's no professionalism and no reason to believe what this deuchebag thinks.
It's easy to see that I am a die-hard Maryland fan, and I'm in the tank for Gary. Some people believe that he needs to move on because he can't get talent in here and maybe "the game has passed him by." To me he has a lifetime contract, as frustrating as seasons like this past one may be. But hell, he was coach of the co-ACC regular season champion last year. I feel like that buys him a little time. He's done more for the program than anyone. Yow and Doyel need to step off. Worry about yourself. Since neither of you are Hall of Famers in your respective fields, perhaps you should reserve your jealous, pouty behavior. You need to be in time-out. Sigh. Ok, I feel a little better.
Monday, March 14, 2011
March Badness
It does happen to be the week of the greatest sporting event ever created, so its hard to be completely down on the month of March. However, I cannot help but notice a few glaring omissions from regular March festivities.
1. Maryland was in fact so crappy to watch play basketball, they were uninvited to the NIT for God's sake. A high profile program with a winning record (albeit not by much) was not highly regarded by the second rate basketball tournament during the Madness. Wow. As the end of the season neared, I certainly realized that this season was essentially the polar opposite of last season. We had shooters, we had play makers, we had grit. This year, we don't even want to go to the College Basketball Invitational. And we've reached a new low.
2. A funny thing happened on the way to the basketball tournament. The NFL as we know it ceases to be a well-oiled juggernaut. It has now become a schoolboy game of nanny-nanny-boo-boo, as each side sticks their tongue out at the other trying to figure out who has the bigger dick. I think its pretty near impossible to side with the owners here. How greedy can you get? The players are the engine that makes the league go. Well, concussions and messed up knees aside, let's take money back from the players to build gaudier, Middle-eastern prince-style stadiums that are totally unnecessary. The fact that they don't even want to provide financial proof of their "decline" in profits, pretty much proves they are just representing capitalism at its best.
Despite the fact that the owners are greedy bastards, I am just fed up with this whole thing from both sides. Between the players and the owners, someone has to be smart and rational enough to figure this out. This is the biggest display of immaturity I've ever witnessed. This is over billions of dollars. Ask me to split the money. I can find a way. I would love to find a way see if I can turn 1 billion dollars into more billion dollars.
And so, here is a limerick I have composed to keep this as cheeky as possible:
There once was a bunch of dicks
Who liked to go get their kicks
By demanding more cash
To throw in their giant stash
And reinforcing the fact that they're pricks
The players don't want to concede
Extra money the owners don't need
Why give it away
When they have no pensions anyway?
It's the epitome of greed
But now I don't even care
Because negotiations have gone nowhere
Its threatening to stall
The best part of fall
Forget you, to me this is unfair
~Fin
Ok, I just watched the end of Season 15 of The Bachelor. Sigh. Really, what a March. When's the next Caps game?
1. Maryland was in fact so crappy to watch play basketball, they were uninvited to the NIT for God's sake. A high profile program with a winning record (albeit not by much) was not highly regarded by the second rate basketball tournament during the Madness. Wow. As the end of the season neared, I certainly realized that this season was essentially the polar opposite of last season. We had shooters, we had play makers, we had grit. This year, we don't even want to go to the College Basketball Invitational. And we've reached a new low.
2. A funny thing happened on the way to the basketball tournament. The NFL as we know it ceases to be a well-oiled juggernaut. It has now become a schoolboy game of nanny-nanny-boo-boo, as each side sticks their tongue out at the other trying to figure out who has the bigger dick. I think its pretty near impossible to side with the owners here. How greedy can you get? The players are the engine that makes the league go. Well, concussions and messed up knees aside, let's take money back from the players to build gaudier, Middle-eastern prince-style stadiums that are totally unnecessary. The fact that they don't even want to provide financial proof of their "decline" in profits, pretty much proves they are just representing capitalism at its best.
Despite the fact that the owners are greedy bastards, I am just fed up with this whole thing from both sides. Between the players and the owners, someone has to be smart and rational enough to figure this out. This is the biggest display of immaturity I've ever witnessed. This is over billions of dollars. Ask me to split the money. I can find a way. I would love to find a way see if I can turn 1 billion dollars into more billion dollars.
And so, here is a limerick I have composed to keep this as cheeky as possible:
There once was a bunch of dicks
Who liked to go get their kicks
By demanding more cash
To throw in their giant stash
And reinforcing the fact that they're pricks
The players don't want to concede
Extra money the owners don't need
Why give it away
When they have no pensions anyway?
It's the epitome of greed
But now I don't even care
Because negotiations have gone nowhere
Its threatening to stall
The best part of fall
Forget you, to me this is unfair
~Fin
Ok, I just watched the end of Season 15 of The Bachelor. Sigh. Really, what a March. When's the next Caps game?
Monday, February 28, 2011
Act Interested
The Academy Awards came and went last night. Of course, I was watching the 3-plus hour broadcast. What else was I going to do? Watch Maryland lose a must-win game?
On Monday, the broadcast was almost universally panned for being completely uncompelling and unfunny. I would agree that James Franco and Anne Hathaway were not the greatest hosts. But really, what could they do? Comparatively, they were worse than Billy Crystal and Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin, but I tend to not really care so much about the hosting. Though I must agree that when given an opening, neither host was particularly witty. But the show is about the awards anyway, right?!
I missed the boat again on the AMC Oscar Showcase, which may be the greatest idea ever for a movie theater chain, leading up to the broadcast. I was able to see 4 of the 10 nominated films though before Sunday night. All of the movies I saw were really good movies, and I could see why most of them were nominated. I agreed for the most part with the field of movies (except maybe Winter's Bone. Anyone heard of that?). For my money, Inception was the best movie I saw in the last year. It was super entertaining, the acting was good, and it made you think. Perhaps it made you think a little too much, which is why it had no chance of winning. I also saw True Grit, King's Speech, and The Social Network. I really enjoyed them all.
I was glad to see The Social Network win a few awards, especially for adapted screenplay. Obviously, it struck a chord with me since everyone I know is addicted to Facebook. So that was cool. True Grit has a great story with some great acting and was not a typical, cookie-cutter Western. There are a lot more layers to it than pointing a gun and shooting. And the King's Speech was a great movie about a relatively unknown story about King George V (or VI, I can't remember). This one also struck a chord with me since I had just been to England for my first international trip 7 months ago, and you know, I felt connected or something.
The issue is that all of these movies were good, and unfortunately there were no upsets at the Oscars. Colin Firth won for King's Speech (he did deserve it). He was like 1000 to one on Bodog to win. All of the preshow winners pretty much ended up winning. Which means if you pay attention to any of the pre-coverage, not much was left to the imagination. Melissa Leo won Best Supporting Actress for The Fighter, but really I thought the 14-year-old girl from True Grit was good enough to win. I realize I haven't seen The Fighter, but how awesome of an upset would that have been? Also, to see Inception win Best Picture out of nowhere would have been great. Or even The Fighter or something. I'm not saying that the winners didn't deserve it. But everyone loves an upset. Like March Madness. Everyone wants the 12 seed to beat the 5 seed. Perhaps the Academy needs to watch more college hoops. Create a little drama. Shit, isn't that what these people are paid to do?
Until the Emmys...
On Monday, the broadcast was almost universally panned for being completely uncompelling and unfunny. I would agree that James Franco and Anne Hathaway were not the greatest hosts. But really, what could they do? Comparatively, they were worse than Billy Crystal and Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin, but I tend to not really care so much about the hosting. Though I must agree that when given an opening, neither host was particularly witty. But the show is about the awards anyway, right?!
I missed the boat again on the AMC Oscar Showcase, which may be the greatest idea ever for a movie theater chain, leading up to the broadcast. I was able to see 4 of the 10 nominated films though before Sunday night. All of the movies I saw were really good movies, and I could see why most of them were nominated. I agreed for the most part with the field of movies (except maybe Winter's Bone. Anyone heard of that?). For my money, Inception was the best movie I saw in the last year. It was super entertaining, the acting was good, and it made you think. Perhaps it made you think a little too much, which is why it had no chance of winning. I also saw True Grit, King's Speech, and The Social Network. I really enjoyed them all.
I was glad to see The Social Network win a few awards, especially for adapted screenplay. Obviously, it struck a chord with me since everyone I know is addicted to Facebook. So that was cool. True Grit has a great story with some great acting and was not a typical, cookie-cutter Western. There are a lot more layers to it than pointing a gun and shooting. And the King's Speech was a great movie about a relatively unknown story about King George V (or VI, I can't remember). This one also struck a chord with me since I had just been to England for my first international trip 7 months ago, and you know, I felt connected or something.
The issue is that all of these movies were good, and unfortunately there were no upsets at the Oscars. Colin Firth won for King's Speech (he did deserve it). He was like 1000 to one on Bodog to win. All of the preshow winners pretty much ended up winning. Which means if you pay attention to any of the pre-coverage, not much was left to the imagination. Melissa Leo won Best Supporting Actress for The Fighter, but really I thought the 14-year-old girl from True Grit was good enough to win. I realize I haven't seen The Fighter, but how awesome of an upset would that have been? Also, to see Inception win Best Picture out of nowhere would have been great. Or even The Fighter or something. I'm not saying that the winners didn't deserve it. But everyone loves an upset. Like March Madness. Everyone wants the 12 seed to beat the 5 seed. Perhaps the Academy needs to watch more college hoops. Create a little drama. Shit, isn't that what these people are paid to do?
Until the Emmys...
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Ah, Awards Season
Yes, I am gay for awards season. I can't help it. I suppose its just because I like being entertained so much, and I would say for the most part I have heard of the artists being nominated. I realize that I missed the Golden Globes, but let's be honest, that's like a golf tournament in Dubai and the Grammys, Emmys and Oscars are the U.S. Open, the PGA, and the Masters.
The Grammys, I would argue, are the most wildly unpredictable compared to the other awards shows. For some reason music and musical taste seem to vary in such a way that no one seems to agree on anything. A lot of times I would be left asking, "Who the hell is that?" in response to the nominees. In a lot of ways, the commercial success of music that helps drive the awards is not necessarily what a lot of general consumers consider worthy of winning an award since all kinds of crap gets played on the radio.
The point is that the Grammy winners surprise (baffle) me more than almost any other awards show. I was glad to see certain people win. Keep in mind that I'm a sucker for pop-music-bubblegum-misery, so I was glad to see Train win for pop vocal and to see Eminem win for rap album and whatnot. But let's be honest. An awards show about music comes down to the musical performances themselves. Some of note:
So as it turns out, of all the awards shows, the actual awards at the Grammys take a back seat to Lady Gaga's womb, Rihanna's dress, and Muse's was-it-fake-or-not riot on stage. Once the movies and TV shows are honored, I can make more sense of that. I spend over half my life glued to moving pictures anyway. Either way, it is an exciting time of year for someone who lives for the red carpet hoopla that surrounds celebrities. It truly makes for great TV.
Also, something to ponder. If an artist can sing but not dance, do they fail to be a pop star? It would seem to me that all current pop stars can do both. Can you have one without the other? Hmmm.....
The Grammys, I would argue, are the most wildly unpredictable compared to the other awards shows. For some reason music and musical taste seem to vary in such a way that no one seems to agree on anything. A lot of times I would be left asking, "Who the hell is that?" in response to the nominees. In a lot of ways, the commercial success of music that helps drive the awards is not necessarily what a lot of general consumers consider worthy of winning an award since all kinds of crap gets played on the radio.
The point is that the Grammy winners surprise (baffle) me more than almost any other awards show. I was glad to see certain people win. Keep in mind that I'm a sucker for pop-music-bubblegum-misery, so I was glad to see Train win for pop vocal and to see Eminem win for rap album and whatnot. But let's be honest. An awards show about music comes down to the musical performances themselves. Some of note:
- 15 minutes of Aretha Franklin tribute singing at the top of the show is certainly overkill for a 20-something male
- Eminem, Dr. Dre, and Rihanna were great. People that don't even like their music may have even paid a little more attention during that set
- Bob Dylan sounded like shit. I mean seriously its time to hang it up. He sounded like he was singing from the grave. Mumford and Sons was awesome though
- Cee-lo dressed as a rainbow chicken was by far the show-stopper. I mean you can't make that up. His back up dancers were muppets, and he had Gwyneth Paltrow singing along side him. If that's not the most random pairing ever. Please enjoy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z6-gc5rOqow
- Despite Katy Perry's subpar live vocals, she can do no wrong in my eyes
So as it turns out, of all the awards shows, the actual awards at the Grammys take a back seat to Lady Gaga's womb, Rihanna's dress, and Muse's was-it-fake-or-not riot on stage. Once the movies and TV shows are honored, I can make more sense of that. I spend over half my life glued to moving pictures anyway. Either way, it is an exciting time of year for someone who lives for the red carpet hoopla that surrounds celebrities. It truly makes for great TV.
Also, something to ponder. If an artist can sing but not dance, do they fail to be a pop star? It would seem to me that all current pop stars can do both. Can you have one without the other? Hmmm.....
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Fear and Loathing in D.C.
Welcome! So this blog is simply to discuss sports and entertainment as I see it. Basically, nothing of political, social, or cultural significance. In a word: drivel. But after all....we need useless chatter in our lives to balance the misery of the real world. It will most likely end up being as random as the title. Though I do get most of my vocabulary from movies, pop songs, or Seinfeld.
So on this Saturday in February, deep in the heart of college basketball season, a week after another irrelevant football season in D.C. came to an end, I had my fair share of local sporting events to watch. All teams I follow, all teams I love. As normalcy would have it, all teams are in the process of losing without as much as a glimmer of hope to win.
It gets frustrating being a sports fan in this area and loving these teams. Is anyone going to step up and prove that they are worth watching? D.C. sports fans stress themselves out day in and day out trying to root for and appreciate these organizations/schools/players. Moods are grimmer, outlooks are bleaker, and if not for hope (the eternal flame of hope!), TV ratings would be thinner.
The Capitals teased us last year with the most decorated season a D.C. sports team has had in a long time. They were the highest goal-scoring, point-getting team in the league. Then they cough up any shop at a championship trophy by failing miserably in the first round of the playoffs.
Last season, the Maryland Terrapins (my beloved...and frustrating) are co-regular season champions of the ACC and then get bounced in the second round of the NCAA tournament in the last second.
It's those kind of seasons that keep us coming back for more. But upon the bloom of a new season, as expectations are high or simply a modicum of success is expected, we are let down. The Capitals can't string wins together and are more up and down than a see-saw. The Terps, well I'm sure I will be writing alot more about them later on. They can't shoot, pass, play smart, grab a rebound or keep possession of the ball. Bye-bye tournament hopes.
Look, I have said before that I know I should be happy with a team that is constantly a post-season contender, as the Capitals are. And I know after what happened to them in the first round last year, the regular season really is essentially meaningless. But it is hard to keep me watching each game as a die-hard fan only to watch them come up short more often than not.
The Redskins have been bad for a long time so that's a whole other deep-seeded issue I need to deal with. The poor play of the Caps and Terps cannot be condoned. I am known to be a negative fan, and I can't deny. But records and eyeballs don't lie. Each team proves that they are underperfoming on a regular basis. Every week of every season we go through it. Here's looking forward to April when the Wizards and the Terps are no longer in the discussion, and the Caps are on their way to some other disappointing playoff display.
But hope springs eternal, right? Maybe this is the year for the Caps. Who wants to be a one seed anyway? Perhaps the Terps win the ACC tournament. Stranger things have happened, right? It is possible...right?
Maybe I should just adopt Georgetown as my own.
So on this Saturday in February, deep in the heart of college basketball season, a week after another irrelevant football season in D.C. came to an end, I had my fair share of local sporting events to watch. All teams I follow, all teams I love. As normalcy would have it, all teams are in the process of losing without as much as a glimmer of hope to win.
It gets frustrating being a sports fan in this area and loving these teams. Is anyone going to step up and prove that they are worth watching? D.C. sports fans stress themselves out day in and day out trying to root for and appreciate these organizations/schools/players. Moods are grimmer, outlooks are bleaker, and if not for hope (the eternal flame of hope!), TV ratings would be thinner.
The Capitals teased us last year with the most decorated season a D.C. sports team has had in a long time. They were the highest goal-scoring, point-getting team in the league. Then they cough up any shop at a championship trophy by failing miserably in the first round of the playoffs.
Last season, the Maryland Terrapins (my beloved...and frustrating) are co-regular season champions of the ACC and then get bounced in the second round of the NCAA tournament in the last second.
It's those kind of seasons that keep us coming back for more. But upon the bloom of a new season, as expectations are high or simply a modicum of success is expected, we are let down. The Capitals can't string wins together and are more up and down than a see-saw. The Terps, well I'm sure I will be writing alot more about them later on. They can't shoot, pass, play smart, grab a rebound or keep possession of the ball. Bye-bye tournament hopes.
Look, I have said before that I know I should be happy with a team that is constantly a post-season contender, as the Capitals are. And I know after what happened to them in the first round last year, the regular season really is essentially meaningless. But it is hard to keep me watching each game as a die-hard fan only to watch them come up short more often than not.
The Redskins have been bad for a long time so that's a whole other deep-seeded issue I need to deal with. The poor play of the Caps and Terps cannot be condoned. I am known to be a negative fan, and I can't deny. But records and eyeballs don't lie. Each team proves that they are underperfoming on a regular basis. Every week of every season we go through it. Here's looking forward to April when the Wizards and the Terps are no longer in the discussion, and the Caps are on their way to some other disappointing playoff display.
But hope springs eternal, right? Maybe this is the year for the Caps. Who wants to be a one seed anyway? Perhaps the Terps win the ACC tournament. Stranger things have happened, right? It is possible...right?
Maybe I should just adopt Georgetown as my own.
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