Monday, May 22, 2006

My Kingdom for a Rebound

All it would have taken to give the Cavs a legitimate shot to win game six: one stinking defensive rebound. They just couldn't get one when they needed it. I had no delusions that the Cavs would win Game 7 in Detroit, but any Pistons fan that doesn't admit that, after going up by 13 early, they were a little nervous to see Detroit with only a 2-point halftime lead is LYING. Give the 'Stons some credit; they played defense when it mattered, and played smart.

At any rate, the Cavs gave the best team in the conference--and possibly the league--all they could handle. As a Cavs fan, I can't ask for anything more than that. They gained valuable experience, they learned what it takes to win tough games against tough teams; they just didn't have enough depth. LeBron played as well as he could yesterday, but when no one else on your team makes any shots, you're going to see a lot of triple teams; hell, even LeBron is human.

In the end, I can harbor no disappointment with the Cavs' season. They won 50 games, beat a game Washington team in round 1, and took the defending conference champs to 7 games. I was happy that they got out of the first round. Hopefully this loss makes them that much more hungry for next season, and they come out and play defense like they did against Detroit for the whole year. If they do, 55-60 wins wouldn't be out of the question.


Tribe has won 5 out of 6 to climb back to .500 for the season. This year could not mirror last year any more. Now that the pitching has been good all week, the hitting is struggling. If the whole team can lock in like they did most of last summer, it could get interesting. They're treading water about 7.5 games back of the division leaders, so as long as they can keep it closer than last year, I like their chances to get back into it. But, they need to get going soon.


House of Cards has two shows coming up this week: Thursday at Ruby Tuesday's (the campus bar, not the restaurant) and Sunday night at The Lodge Bar (anyone who wants a ticket, let me know). Only two months to go until the big Newport show.

Also, we will be recording on June 15th, 23rd, and 24th. We're hoping to have a finished master by early July. We're doing it the right way this time (spending more time in a better studio, doing all of the parts individually), so we hope that the finished product is good. We've got the songs; hopefully we can get 9-10 done for a full-length.


Alias finale is tonight. It will be sad to see the show go, but it's definitely time. Melissa is still cursing Ben Affleck, as she blames him for all the ills the show has suffered over the past two years. While (as any religious WttMH readers can attest) I admit that his sperm did put a big monkey wrench into this season, I countered with, "Sweetheart, Ben Affleck didn't write all of the crappy episodes they had in season 4." She did make a very good point, though. He's responsible for the decline in chemistry between Michael Vartan and Jennifer Garner, which in turn makes Sydney and Vaughn much less believeable as lovers. As the shows two main characters, that definitely hurt it.

At any rate, I'm looking forward to the ENDGAME, and to see who goes down. I suspect the Prophet 5 people will meet with an untimely demise, to set up a final showdown between Sydney and Sloan. I'm wondering what other characters will get the axe, as you have to imagine this has "bloodbath" potential. You can't wrap up a series with this many super-criminals and super-criminal organizations without some carnage. I suspect Ms. Derevco will have a role to play in tonight's finale as well.

Should be a busy week; I hope to be able to update as frequently as I have been.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Pronk-itude: It's Contageous!


PRONK-ITUDE: to the tune of a Grand Slam! Couple that with Westbrook pitching a complete game, 6-hit shutout, and the Tribe cruised to a 5-0 victory. Finally, some signs of life. Speaking of signs of life:




Holy mother of all that's holy! The Cavaliers, in the face of my (and many others') constant nay-saying, have put themselves in the driver's seat in their series with the Pistons by going into Detroit and winning. Simply unbelievable. Cavs up 3-2 in the series, Game 6 on Friday in Cleveland.

Their defense has been intense and has set the tone for the last 3+ games, and LeBron, while not dazzling last night (had 8 more turnovers and only shot 13 of 30), still managed 32 points. Donyell Marshall was strong off the bench with 14 and 13, not to mention a HUGE blocked shot in the final 20 seconds, and Rasheed Wallace was again a non-factor in the second half and most importantly down the stretch (having been benched after his bitchy technical foul):

When Chauncey Billups fouled out with over 2 minutes to go, I had a feeling the Cavs would win it. I just didn't believe they won it until it was over.

I remember saying that any games that the Cavs won in this series were going to be gravy for me; they'd already accomplished what I'd wanted to see in the playoffs. That's still true: even if they lose the next two games and get eliminated, I saw what I needed to see. They played hard; they didn't roll over. They hung with the best team in the conference and/or league, and gave them everything they could handle.

And, with Friday's game 6 at home, who knows?

(TV SPOILERS AHEAD)

Well, Lost took an interesting turn. We found out what many suspected: Michael's working for The Others (though, who could blame him after seeing Walt again?) and the Others want a large chunk of our Lost-aways for whatever reason. Considering all other lists we've seen have involved people who are "good," I don't quite know why they'd want Kate and Sawyer. Since Sayid (and now Jack) seem to understand that Michael is desperate and probably has been comprimised, it will be interesting to see how they approach the trip to the Others' camp... that is, if the writers even let us see that much next week and don't draw it out until next season. With Lost, there's always a chance that even the writers don't know where the show is going.

The new sailboat rolling into the beach presents an interesting new piece leading into the season finale next week. I get the feeling that either no one is on that boat, or whomever is on the boat is dead.

As for Alias, you knew the Sloan knew it was Sydney from the first moment he saw her. Who knows what this magical amulet really will unleash, but I suspect there will be lots of carnage and dead main characters in next Monday's 2-hour finale. Thankfully, Prison Break has already broken for the season so there isn't a conflict of interest on Monday.

That said, all of my attention is on the Cavs. They have a good shot to end it in 6 at home on Friday, but I'm afraid that if they don't, they probably won't win a game 7 on the road in Detroit. As I told a friend this morning:

This series is reminding me of two past playoff series:

2001 MLB playoffs: Tribe goes up 2-1 on Seattle (they of the 116-win regular season) with game 4 at home and Bartolo Colon pitching (following his game 1 CG shutout). I thought for sure that series was over and the Tribe was going to eliminate the Mariners. One bad managerial decision later (pitching to Ichiro in the 7th inning with a base open), the M's forced game 5 in Seattle and won it handily.

2004 NBA playoffs: The Pistons go up big on the Lakers in the finals, and everyone keeps saying, "Oh, OK... that's cool. You know the Lakers are going to turn it on in the next game and just smoke the Pistons and win the series." Well, we all know how that turned out.

The question is: which result will happen here? As a Cleveland fan, I'm predisposed to thinking it will mimic the 2001 baseball playoffs.

Good God, I hope not.

At any rate, I scanned the papers and Internet services, and didn't see a single word attributed to Rasheed Wallace. I think maybe he got the hint.

Pronk-itude and LeBron-itude... together at last.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Pronk-itude: It's Not Just a Name, It's a State of Mind



I invented a new word: Pronk-itude. I started calling Travis Hafner "Pronk-itude" at some point in spring training. It was a mixture of his natural nickname ("Pronk" meaning "part-project, part-donkey") and Hanz and Franz saying the word "pumpitude" back in the day on SNL ("Pronk-itude" must be pronounced with the Hanz and Franz Austrian accent). It got to the point that whenever I'm watching a game by myself, I would say things like, "Come on, Pronk-itude!" whenever Travis came up to bat. So, you can imagine my wife's surprise (who had never heard this name before) when, after Hafner's home run to win the game in the bottom of the 9th last night, I yelled "PRONK-ITUDE!" at the top of my lungs.

Originally it was just my nickname for him. But, after seeing his face as he rounded the bases and went into the dugout after the game winner (see below), I've decided that it's not just a name, it's a state of mind!

Note to Buddy Bell: sometimes lefty-lefty matchups don't always work... especially in the face of:

PRONK-ITUDE.

Goodbye, baseball. Goodbye, losing streak. Some notes:
  • Byrd and the bullpen actually kept us in the game. When the Tribe tied it at 3 in the third, it looked as though Byrd was going to give the lead right back to KC in the 4th after he threw a probable double play into center field. He was bailed out by a good throw from Michaels and a great tag by Martinez to turn a sac fly for KC into a double play for the Tribe. Byrd's only mistake the rest of the night was the tater to Matt Stairs.

  • Along those lines, Betancourt looked sharp last night. Hopefully he can bring some stability to the pen. They pitched 3 scoreless innings last night to keep the Tribe in the game, which allowed the offense to ultimately win it in the 9th.

  • Hopefully the game-tying dinger by Sizemore followed by the walk-off bomb by Hafner was the spark that was needed to ignite the team. "It usually takes something dramatic like this to end a streak," Indians manager Eric Wedge said. Couldn't agree more. As he rounded the bases and was mobbed by his team at the plate, Hafner had the same look on his face that LeBron James gets when he's starting to take over a game. If a picture is worth 1,000 words, THAT look was the best definition I can give you for what PRONK-ITUDE actually is. Hafner is starting to look locked in again. God help the pitchers if he is.

  • If the offense can get going again and the bullpen can calm down finally, perhaps the Tribe can right the ship. And not a moment too soon.


In other news, second-to-last Alias tonight, new Lost, AND Cavs/Pistons game 5. God bless the DVR, because otherwise I don't know how the hell I would watch all of that riveting TV. Monday night was tough enough with Prison Break, Grey's Anatomy, and the Cavs. Melissa and I had to sit down ahead of time and formulate a plan of attack, no thanks to the President fucking the whole thing up by talking some nonsense about how working and paying your taxes is a "meaningful penalty" or some such garbage. But I digress....

I think we'll find out tonight whether Michael has gone bat-shit on Lost, or whether he's one of the Others. I think on Alias we'll get some clue as to what the final Prophet 5 ENDGAME (woo!) is. And lastly and most unfortunately, I think the Pistons will probably beat the Cavs, and we'll be forced to hear more of Rasheed Wallace's douchey ramblings about how great he is/they are.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

The Big Break(?)

So, wow, I don't know where to start with this one.

I've been in my band now since roughly September or October of 2004. I played my first show with them on February 22nd of 2005. We played on a Tuesday night at the High Five club, which is a shithole south of campus. It was just Justin, John, and I. Our backing track wasn't mixed. I was wearing big doofy headphones. Who knows if we were any good? I was nervous.

Since then, we've played 33 shows all over Columbus. I've only really been nervous one other time: Little Brother's. And then, this happened:


We found out we're headlining THE NEWPORT.

This, coupled with Little Brother's, is my Columbus Band Dream. I've seen a ton of my favorite bands here (Cave In, Dada, Helmet, Built to Spill, Guster, Filter [though they sucked], Matthew Sweet, Chevelle....), and now, we're getting to play there. And, we're headlining. As in, our names are on the marquis.


Alright, enough of the drivel. Anyone and everyone that reads this blog: your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to clear your schedule on Friday night, July 21st, and get to Columbus any way you can. Come see my band AT THE FREAKIN' NEWPORT.

You won't regret it. And I will thank you thusly.

Rasheed should probably Rashut the hell up.


Now, I know in my heart that the Cavs probably aren't going to win this series, but if you were a Pistons player or fan, wouldn't you want Rasheed Wallace (he of the 7 points in game 4) to shut his freakin' mouth?

"Even the sun shines on a dog's [behind]," Wallace said. "There ain't no way . . . they're going to beat us in no series. They beat us tonight, which is good for them. . . . But, nah, they ain't going to beat us in the series."

That may be true, but if I were Flip Saunders, Richard Hamilton (who is a stud, by the way), or Chauncey Billups, I'd be cornering Sheed in the locker room, ripping his water bong out of his hands, and telling him to shut his fucking cake hole.

James wasn't great, but wasn't terrible. He was only one assist and two rebounds shy of a triple-double, but he also turned the ball over a lot and had a pretty miserable night shooting the ball (his sick step-away three at the halftime buzzer and fourth quarter cross-over J right in TPrince's mug notwithstanding).

What we've discovered is that if the Pistons don't shoot fucking 8000% from three-point range (and, really, in general) and can't establish an inside offensive presence (after hurting his ankle, I'd venture that Rasheed was maybe at 40% at best), the Cavs can stay close. And, when you can stay close into the late stages of the game, having the best player on the floor gives you a chance to win.

At any rate, the Cavs "guarateed" themselves at least one more home game. And, if they can force a Game 7, things will probably get really tight around the throat areas for all of those Pistons.

Even you, Rasheed.

Friday, May 12, 2006

More Big Business Garbage

More proof that anything and everything is for sale, and that corporations run this country:

Net Neutrality. From savetheinternet.com:
Congress is pushing a law that would abandon the Internet's First Amendment -- a principle called Network Neutrality that prevents companies like AT&T, Verizon and Comcast from deciding which Web sites work best for you -- based on what site pays them the most. If the public doesn't speak up now, our elected officials will cave to a multi-million dollar lobbying campaign.

Sound familiar? Money talks, and bullshit walks.

Why you should care:
Net Neutrality allows everyone to compete on a level playing field and is the reason that the Internet is a force for economic innovation, civic participation and free speech. If the public doesn't speak up now, Congress will cave to a multi-million dollar lobbying campaign by telephone and cable companies that want to decide what you do, where you go, and what you watch online.

This isn't just speculation -- we've seen what happens when the Internet's gatekeepers get too much control. Last year, Telus -- Canada's version of AT&T -- blocked their Internet customers from visiting a Web site sympathetic to workers with whom the company was having a dispute. And Madison River, a North Carolina ISP, blocked its customers from using competing Internet phone services.

How would the gutting of Network Neutrality affect you?

  • Google users—Another search engine could pay dominant Internet providers like AT&T to guarantee the competing search engine opens faster than Google on your computer.

  • Innovators with the "next big idea"—Startups and entrepreneurs will be muscled out of the marketplace by big corporations that pay Internet providers for dominant placing on the Web. The little guy will be left in the "slow lane" with inferior Internet service, unable to compete.

  • Ipod listeners—A company like Comcast could slow access to iTunes, steering you to a higher-priced music service that it owned.

  • Political groups—Political organizing could be slowed by a handful of dominant Internet providers who ask advocacy groups to pay "protection money" for their websites and online features to work correctly.

  • Nonprofits—A charity's website could open at snail-speed, and online contributions could grind to a halt, if nonprofits can't pay dominant Internet providers for access to "the fast lane" of Internet service.

  • Online purchasers—Companies could pay Internet providers to guarantee their online sales process faster than competitors with lower prices—distorting your choice as a consumer.

  • Small businesses and tele-commuters—When Internet companies like AT&T favor their own services, you won't be able to choose more affordable providers for online video, teleconferencing, Internet phone calls, and software that connects your home computer to your office.

  • Parents and retirees—Your choices as a consumer could be controlled by your Internet provider, steering you to their preferred services for online banking, health care information, sending photos, planning vacations, etc.

  • Bloggers—Costs will skyrocket to post and share video and audio clips—silencing citizen journalists and putting more power in the hands of a few corporate-owned media outlets.

Blocking Innovation

Corporate control of the Web would reduce your choices and stifle the spread of innovative and independent ideas that we've come to expect online. It would throw the digital revolution into reverse. Internet gatekeepers are already discriminating against Web sites and services they don't like:

  • In 2004, North Carolina ISP Madison River blocked their DSL customers from using any rival Web-based phone service.

  • In 2005, Canada's telephone giant Telus blocked customers from visiting a Web site sympathetic to the Telecommunications Workers Union during a contentious labor dispute.

  • Shaw, a major Canadian cable, internet, and telephone service company, intentionally downgrades the "quality and reliability" of competing Internet-phone services that their customers might choose -- driving customers to their own phone services not through better services, but by rigging the marketplace.

  • In April, Time Warner's AOL blocked all emails that mentioned www.dearaol.com -- an advocacy campaign opposing the company's pay-to-send e-mail scheme.

This is just the beginning. Cable and telco giants want to eliminate the Internet's open road in favor of a tollway that protects their status quo while stifling new ideas and innovation. If they get their way, they'll shut down the free flow of information and dictate how you use the Internet.

(again from savetheinternet.com)

Wow. So, in other words, if you're losing business to smaller companies, don't make a better product. Use your muscle and political influence to make it legal to shut them out of the marketplace.

And, I suspect they could call this the "Move On" law in part, because I'm sure the influence of sites like Move On is a large part of what's driving this push to block sites on ISPs.

Get on board to save Net Neutrality. If you're reading this blog, it directly affects you.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Did I say 4-1? Try 5-1

Updating yesterday's numbers:

Kansas City Royals:
record vs. Indians: 5-1 (.833)
recrod vs. rest of the AL: 5-21 (.192)

Kansas City Royals:
team batting average vs. Indians: 76-206 (.369 avg.) w/ a .549 slugging percentage
team batting average vs. rest of AL: 187-849 (.220 avg.) w/ a .346 slugging percentage

Kansas City Royals:
team ERA vs. Indians: 4.83
team ERA vs. rest of AL: 5.65

At least John Buck didn't play. And, in truth, their average and ERA numbers went down (slugging did go up).... and they still won 10-8. Tribe sucks.


(Spoilers ahead)
As for the Alias/Lost parade last night, Alias annoys me just a bit. First of all, Melissa and I made up a new drinking game: take a drink anytime a character says the word "endgame" (with two drinks if it's "Rambaldi's endgame"). You'll be passed out by the end of the episode. I guess my problem is that the main characters of this show always seem to escape death (really, would the brutal, heartless Anna Espinosa go through the trouble of blowing up Syndey's car, or would she just shoot Sydney and get it over with? I think the latter, myself), and then the other characters just die off. I know they're wrapping this show up in two more episodes, but I find it hard to believe that Anna would go out like that. At any rate, gear up for many ENDGAMES!!

As for Lost, it finally looks like they're going somewhere in a fairly linear direction: Michael's driving the bus. Our fair DUI maidens are both gone now; let that be a lesson to the rest of you lost-aways. As for Eko and Locke, Locke's shoes are now on the other feet, so to speak, and I find it interesting that now he's the one with doubts and Eko is the one trying to convince him of faith. A sort of passing of the torch, if you will.

As for the "?" hatch (a.k.a., "The Pearl"), red herring or truth? It certainly affected John. And really, any time I can see another one of those creepy orientation films, bring it on.

And, for the record, when Libby spit up blood, I jumped like a teenager at a slasher flick.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

It's Official: I HATE the Indians this year

Okay, okay, so HATE is a strong word. That said, let's throw out a few numbers:

Kansas City Royals:
record vs. Indians: 4-1
recrod vs. rest of the AL: 5-21
Do the math.

John Buck, Catcher, Kansas City:
2006 stats vs. Indians: 7-12 (.583 avg.), 2 HR, 6 RBI in four games
2006 stats vs. rest of the AL: 9-51 (.176 avg.), 0 HR, 4 RBI in 21 games
Ridiculous.

Kansas City Royals:
team batting average vs. Indians: 64-171 (.374 avg.) w/ a .526 slugging percentage
team batting average vs. rest of AL: 187-849 (.220 avg.) w/ a .346 slugging percentage
Seeing a trend here?

Kansas City Royals:
team ERA vs. Indians: 4.20 (best of any Indians opponent)
team ERA vs. rest of AL: 5.65
Will it ever end?


The Tribe is 17-17. Since their 6-1 start, they're 11-16, and their pitching has been streaky. They're in third place, 3.5 games behind the Tigers, and already 7 games behind the White Sox. Did they not learn anything last year? It would be nice not to have to try to make up 15 games in July and August. I'm off the bandwagon for the year. They're still my team, and I'll still follow them; don't get me wrong. But if they don't shore up their pitching soon (another 10 runs to the lowly Royals last night), though, the season will be over before they know it.

Sigh.

Monday, May 08, 2006

Baby Steps

Well, as amazing as the Cavs/Wizards series was (Cavs won, 4-2, with a last-second shot in overtime by the venerable Damon Jones), it's safe to say that the season is effectively over for the Cavs. It's alright. Important steps were taken: they made the playoffs, they won ugly in the playoffs, they won their first playoff series. They're just going to get bounced in the second round by the best team in the league.

After a drubbing at the hands of the Pistons on Sunday (113-86, and it wasn't even that close), the Cavs got a good measuring stick for how far they really need to go. And, also, the Pistons really are the best TEAM in the league. LeBron may be the best player, but he can't beat an entire team on his own.

Some anomolies in this game: I hope to God that the Pistons won't shoot 10-11 from 3-point range for an entire half ever again. They shot 65% as a team in the first half. No team in the NBA can withstand that.

I've made my peace. Any games the Cavs win in this series are basically gravy for me at this point. I think the Cavs will win one game, but I'd be hard-pressed to give them more than 1.


In other news, the Tribe keeps floating along... 3-2 on their mini west coast swing. Here's the stat of the day: In the Tribe's 17 wins this season, the starting pitchers have a 2.78 ERA (33 earned runs, 106 2/3 innings). In their 15 losses, they have an 8.60 ERA (71 earned runs in 74 1/3 innings).

They have three in Kansas City this week, and it would be nice to see them just crush the Royals. The Royals have the best luck, though: they get the Indians twice at home at the end of long road trips. Seems fair to me. Again, though, if the Indians can go in and lay the smack down, it would be nice momentum going into a big weekend series with the Tigers at home.


The Browns traded Trent Dilfer to San Francisco for Ken Dorsey and a draft pick. The pros: apparently, Dilfer was not the consumate pro/mentor we all thought he'd be. Apparently, he didn't like sitting at all behind a rookie. Great move. He gets a trade to SF, which is close to his hometown. Good for him. We get Ken Dorsey (he of the great college career, but no arm strength) and a seventh round pick in next year's draft.

I don't care much for Dilfer myself, but I'd still rather have him than Dorsey, in terms of veteran experience. At any rate, Dorsey has said all of the right things since the trade (i.e., works hard, doesn't care about backing up Frye, etc.), but you'll pardon me if I say I've already heard those. Plus, that means that Ken Dorsey is a knee injury away from being our starting quarterback. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.


I hope to have a little more this afternoon, as I'm going to be calling Safe Auto again today. Dirty bastards.

Friday, May 05, 2006

10,000 Days



Run--don't walk--to your nearest music dealing store and purchase this album. Holy fuck.

Pick up the phone / the call is free

Free indeed.

I always wondered how certain car insurance companies could afford to be so much "cheaper" than other companies, and then I found out. With apologies to any WTtMH readers who may have this company...

FUCK SAFE AUTO.

There. I've said it. Pick up the phone... the call is free. Then just pray to God you never, ever hit someone (or get hit by someone who has Safe Auto).

Two weeks ago, I had the misfortune of being rear-ended while waiting to get on the freeway. The woman that rear-ended me basically ended both of my bumpers (by pushing me into the car in front of me). Estimate: $1500+ to get both bumpers fixed. According to the police officer at the scene, I was not at fault at all, because the woman behind me hit me and pushed me into the car in front of me. No big deal, right?

Not so much. Her Safe Auto insurance guy called me the Monday after the accident to tell me that they were "conducting their own investigation" into the accident. Investigation?? Of what? She hit me. It doesn't take a team of MIT scientists to conduct physical experiments to figure it out. There's a yield sign. There were cars coming with the right of way. The car in front of me stopped to yield. I stopped behind him. She fucking hit me square in the center of my bumper, going at least 25 or 30 MPH (enough to pop one side of my bumper off of the back quarter panel, at least).

Then, the answer was: "Well, the car she was driving wasn't on her policy, so we may not be covering the accident damages." EXCUSE ME? Duely noted. And allow me to retort: FUCK YOU. Insurance covers the driver, and any other drivers on the policy. That's how it's always worked, since the dawn of time. Otherwise, no one's insurance would ever pay for any accident they had in someone else's car, and someone who had no fault in the accident would get stuck with a higher premium. I know that if I wreck my wife's car, MY INSURANCE is paying for it, and MY RATE is going up... not hers.

What's worse is that, if I didn't follow up with Safe Auto, they'd be content to ignore this claim. He told me to "give [them] a week to finish [their] investigation," and now I can't get the jabroni on the phone anymore. Nor has he called me to update the investigation.

And, of course, I could have the good people at my State Farm office go after Safe Auto, except that then I have to file my own claim and pay my $500 deductable. To which I reply with: BULL SHIT.

The light at the end of the tunnel is that 3-C Body Shop (they also of the annoying commercials) are pretty good at going after insurance companies themselves, since they're the ones that get the money for the repairs at the end of the day.


In summary: Fuck Safe Auto. Fuck their commercials. Maybe it's just me, but you can't put a price tag on customer service. Maybe my State Farm insurance costs more, but I also know that I can call or walk into my agent's office any time of any day and speak to him within 15 minutes, and get a satisfactory answer to my question. Sure, Safe Auto gives you the minimum coverage allowable by the law, thus making you "legal for less," but as Stan said in Office Space, "What do you think of someone who just does the bare minimum, um kay?"

With respect to anyone who has Safe Auto, I personally think they suck. My insurance company told me they suck. The body shop told me they suck. And in this case, I'm the Decider.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

The Legend Grows...




Sometimes pictures are worth a thousand words.

121-120. Cavs up 3-2. And, just a reminder: he's only 21. What else needs to be said?

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Well, I was half-right...

The Browns did take Kamerion Wimbley with their first pick, and Ngata was off the board, but the reason he was off the board was because we traded our #12 pick with Baltimore, and THEY took him. We only got a 6th round pick from the deal which seems a bit light, but with that pick, we took a nose-tackle from Stanford. It became clear that the Browns never had any intention of taking Ngata. Whatever.

I don't know what to think about Wimbley as our first pick. If he comes as advertised, he should make a nice transition to outside 'backer in our 3-4 defense and bring some pressure from the outside. The combination of Wimbley and McGinnest should solidify our pass rush greatly, assuming Wimbley does what he's supposed to do and doesn't flip a motorcycle or anything stupid like that (see: Winslow, Kellen).

Overall, I think the Browns did well. Most publications I read gave them a solid B+ or A- grade (or, in the case of USA Today, 3 out of 4 stars).

The Good:
  • Trading Jeff Faine to the Saints (whose previous Pro Bowl center we just stole in free agency) to move up and take D'Qwell Jackson in round 2. He was only the ACC Defensive Player of the year, beating out 3 NC State and 4 FSU defensive players taken in the first round ahead of him. He's a bit smallish for inside 'backer in a 3-4, but his football instincts are supposed to be tremendous, he's very versatile, and he's a tackling machine. The Browns don't always tackle well, so anyone that can improve that is an upgrade. I could forsee him unseating both Matt Stewart and Chaun Thompson to play inside next to Andra Davis. Good pick.

  • James Hamilton - this guy was picked in the fifth round, and is a running back from Washington State. He's small, but is shifty, versatile, and only ran for 1900 freakin' yards last season. He'll be a very good change-of-pace back to Reuben Droughns and on third downs.

  • Lawrence Vickers - fullback from Colorado, widely regarded as one of the best fullbacks in the draft. He can do it all: run, block, and catch. Our current fullback, while a good blocker, can't run or catch all that well. Vickers fits better into the scheme our offense plays, and should be immensely valuable on thrid-and-short situations and goal-line situations. And all of this for a sixth round pick. Stealing.

  • Overall, the Browns primarily drafted based on need: three linebackers, a backup offensive guard, a nose tackle, a change-of-pace running back, a versatile fullback, and a possible second wide receiver. They also drafted a safety and a cornerback whose talent translates well to a nickel back, which as we saw last year when Baxter, Bodden, and McCutcheon all battled injuries, is a valuable commodity. The Browns got much deeper on Saturday, and added people who could potentially start for them in a few years with almost every pick. That's the mark of a winning draft.

The Bad:
  • Trading the rights to Ngata away to a hated division rival, and only getting a sixth round pick in return. Now, granted, it's apparent that Savage never really wanted to take Ngata, but you can still milk the other team for more than that. The draft chart says that switch should merit a fourth round pick. Getting at least a fifth would have been nice.

  • I'm still not 100% sold on Wimbley. He only cracked the starting lineup as a senior. He's supposed to be an athletic marvel, but you'd like to see more dominance from a guy taken 13th overall who's supposed to completely revamp your pass rush. You're also projecting him from defensive end in college to an outside linebacker in the pros, which is always risky. He's being compared to the next Peter Boulware and/or Willie McGinnest, but he could just as easily be the next Kenard Lang at outside linebacker.

  • Another safety? Justin Hamilton from Va Tech. He switched positions three times in college (RB -> WR -> RB -> S) and only played safety one year. He did, however, call the signals for the #1 defense in the country last year. However, being that we already have a potential logjam at safety, this pick left me scratching my head. Special teamer, perhaps.

Overall, though, I can't complain too much.

Since I last wrote, the Tribe has gone 2-3. Until they get their pitching back settled, it's going to be a bumpy spring. Sabathia did come back yesterday and pitched well. They just need to get the bullpen in order.


In other news, Melissa and I "foster cared" for a black lab puppy this past weekend:

Simply beautiful animal, but much, much too big and hyper for our small house and our current dog. We gave in and named him ("Grady") and he did play fetch with me, which is probably the one thing I've always wanted in a dog. I threw his toy, and he brought it back every single time. I loved that.

It was hard to see him go, but he went to the no-kill shelter. He needs to go to a home with kids that can play with him more than we can, and probably to a home without an older dog who: a) doens't want to play as much, and b) already has staked his claim as top dog bad-ass of the house.

Godspeed, Grady.