Hockey and all that other non-sense

I missed out on the State of the Union address. But I read and read the Republican response. 

and really? Mitch Daniels? Really? The guy that got this country into this mess?

Okay, enough about all of that at this point. 

the NHL All Star weekend is descending upon us, including tonight with the Rookie (and not good enough to be an all-star but maybe you will be) game. I say that harshly, I know but let’s be honest, it’s a charity event if there was ever one. While I understand the event, I almost feel like this is an event just for scouts in attendance which player they want to snag from another team when they eventually have to conduct their firesale with the other 14 teams around the league that will eventually be making plans for the golf course or some Chili’s in Nova Scotia.

The ASG selection last night also, unfortunately didn’t have Phil Kessel going last again (wouldn’t it have been ironic had Tyler Seguin gone last?) but the San Jose Shark’s Logan Couture. No, he’s not a fashion style. He’s an actual hockey player playing for one of the most underachieving teams in the NHL. 

Will Team Chara beat Team Alfredson? Will you even watch the game and care enough to find out?

I probably for one might or might not. Since I don’t get paid to write about hockey, there is very little interest in me to write about the ASG, to which I still believe is one of the most boring events of all of sports. It’s a big statement when the only ASG worth a damn is the MLS one because well, let’s face it, seeing the actual best players of the league playing agaisnt one of the best teams in the world is always far more entertaining.

My idea would be different. For me, the ASG would be basically be 23 players selected and they would face the Stanley Cup Winner of the previous year. To me, this would provide for an actually entertaining All Star Game. Who wouldn’t want a chance to see an aggressive shoving match with actual battles instead of seeing 12-11 score at the end of the game? For me, that would be the ace.

But it won’t happen. 

I would write about Tim Thomas but I feel like that’s been beaten enough. 

Until next time my fans. 

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soccer-in-heels:

Lionel Messi Makes the Cover of Times Magazine in Europe, Asia, & the South Pacific
Journalists are evenly split on whether or not they should interview their personal heroes: some say you shouldn’t because you’ll find your idol has feet of clay, others argue the opportunity is too good to miss. For me, it was a no-brainer. Lionel Messi is not only the shining star of my favorite team, FC Barcelona, (although among my sentimental favorites, he ranks behind stalwarts Carles Puyol, Xavi Hernández and Andres Iniesta) he’s also a highly unusual sporting icon. In an era when many sports celebrities swagger extravagantly, on and off the field, Messi is something of a throwback: a well-behaved young man who keeps his nose scrupulously clean.
On the field, he shows little of the petulance and amateur dramatics of so many soccer players, including one or two in Barcelona colors. When he scores, he always raises two forefingers to the sky, dedicating the goal to his late grandmother. When he’s fouled, he rarely — rarely — exaggerates his pain: he’s too much in a hurry to get the ball back at his feet. Off the field, he lives a quiet life, with his father in the Barcelona suburb of Castelldefels. Unlike many top players (including some of his recent teammates), he’s rarely seen in the city’s bars and discos, with a supermodel on his arm.
I had been warned that he was not a great interview. For one thing, he is naturally reticient; for another, modern sportsmen are taught by PR experts and lawyers to regard every question from a journalist as booby-trap, to be treated with maximum caution. In dozens and dozens of Messi interviews I scanned through, he had said little that was revealing.
When Lisa Abend and met him, I could tell Messi was on his guard, like a phalanx of Italian defenders playing catenaccio. He made little eye contact, and spent much of the time tightly clutching, with bothhands, the bottom of his chair. I can’t truthfully say we broke down his defences, but we did get a flash or two of candor, which is rare in a Messi interview. You be the judge.
On how he judges his own success:I don’t know. Everythime I start a year, I start start with the objective of trying to achieve everything, without comparing it to how I’ve done in other seasons, to what I’ve accomplished before, or to what we’ve accomplished as a group. For me, what’s happened has happened, and I’m always looking toward what’s ahead. You don’t have time to stop and think about everything that happens, it all happens too quickly. When I retire, I’ll stop and think about that.
On how his skills have evolved:I can’t really say. Year after year, I’ve grown, improved. I was lucky to start very young and always have very good colleagues around me as I was coming up, and this has helped me and how I play. And with [Barcelona coach Pep] Guardiola, I learned to play tactically, which is what I most needed, what my game needed. From the tactical point of view, it’s been about knowing how to stop [to think] on the field when we don’t have the ball. And that makes us better when we have it.
On his low-key lifestyle:I’ve always been this way, ever since I was young. I’ve always really just liked football, and I’ve always devoted a lot of time to it. When I was a kid, my friends would call me to go out with them, but I would stay home because I had practice the next day. I like going out, but you have to know when you can and when you can’t. That’s why I say nothing’s changed since I was young. My friends would go out and I’d stay home. But not for nothing, because I knew it had to be that way, and at that moment, I was dedicated to football.
On whether he’s had to sacrifice fun in the pursuit of excellence:I never thought that. I always thought I wanted to play professionally, and I always knew that to do that I’d have to make a lot of sacrifices. I made sacrifices by leaving Argentina, leaving my family to start a new life. I changed my friends, my people. Everything. But everything I did, I did for football, to achieve my dream. That’s why I didn’t go out partying, or a lot of other things.
On his first experiences at Barcelona’s famous ‘La Masia’ training school:It helped me a lot because I came [from Argentina] alone, and I was with all the guys in the Masia, I was one of them. We were all from someplace else, and we helped each other. The truth is that there were a lot of happy moments, because we were there together for a lot of time, and the relationships between all of us got stronger and stronger. Lots of happy times.
Read the full article on Time.

soccer-in-heels:

Lionel Messi Makes the Cover of Times Magazine in Europe, Asia, & the South Pacific

Journalists are evenly split on whether or not they should interview their personal heroes: some say you shouldn’t because you’ll find your idol has feet of clay, others argue the opportunity is too good to miss. For me, it was a no-brainer. Lionel Messi is not only the shining star of my favorite team, FC Barcelona, (although among my sentimental favorites, he ranks behind stalwarts Carles Puyol, Xavi Hernández and Andres Iniesta) he’s also a highly unusual sporting icon. In an era when many sports celebrities swagger extravagantly, on and off the field, Messi is something of a throwback: a well-behaved young man who keeps his nose scrupulously clean.

On the field, he shows little of the petulance and amateur dramatics of so many soccer players, including one or two in Barcelona colors. When he scores, he always raises two forefingers to the sky, dedicating the goal to his late grandmother. When he’s fouled, he rarely — rarely — exaggerates his pain: he’s too much in a hurry to get the ball back at his feet. Off the field, he lives a quiet life, with his father in the Barcelona suburb of Castelldefels. Unlike many top players (including some of his recent teammates), he’s rarely seen in the city’s bars and discos, with a supermodel on his arm.

I had been warned that he was not a great interview. For one thing, he is naturally reticient; for another, modern sportsmen are taught by PR experts and lawyers to regard every question from a journalist as booby-trap, to be treated with maximum caution. In dozens and dozens of Messi interviews I scanned through, he had said little that was revealing.

When Lisa Abend and met him, I could tell Messi was on his guard, like a phalanx of Italian defenders playing catenaccio. He made little eye contact, and spent much of the time tightly clutching, with bothhands, the bottom of his chair. I can’t truthfully say we broke down his defences, but we did get a flash or two of candor, which is rare in a Messi interview. You be the judge.

On how he judges his own success:
I don’t know. Everythime I start a year, I start start with the objective of trying to achieve everything, without comparing it to how I’ve done in other seasons, to what I’ve accomplished before, or to what we’ve accomplished as a group. For me, what’s happened has happened, and I’m always looking toward what’s ahead. You don’t have time to stop and think about everything that happens, it all happens too quickly. When I retire, I’ll stop and think about that.

On how his skills have evolved:
I can’t really say. Year after year, I’ve grown, improved. I was lucky to start very young and always have very good colleagues around me as I was coming up, and this has helped me and how I play. And with [Barcelona coach Pep] Guardiola, I learned to play tactically, which is what I most needed, what my game needed. From the tactical point of view, it’s been about knowing how to stop [to think] on the field when we don’t have the ball. And that makes us better when we have it.

On his low-key lifestyle:
I’ve always been this way, ever since I was young. I’ve always really just liked football, and I’ve always devoted a lot of time to it. When I was a kid, my friends would call me to go out with them, but I would stay home because I had practice the next day. I like going out, but you have to know when you can and when you can’t. That’s why I say nothing’s changed since I was young. My friends would go out and I’d stay home. But not for nothing, because I knew it had to be that way, and at that moment, I was dedicated to football.

On whether he’s had to sacrifice fun in the pursuit of excellence:
I never thought that. I always thought I wanted to play professionally, and I always knew that to do that I’d have to make a lot of sacrifices. I made sacrifices by leaving Argentina, leaving my family to start a new life. I changed my friends, my people. Everything. But everything I did, I did for football, to achieve my dream. That’s why I didn’t go out partying, or a lot of other things.

On his first experiences at Barcelona’s famous ‘La Masia’ training school:
It helped me a lot because I came [from Argentina] alone, and I was with all the guys in the Masia, I was one of them. We were all from someplace else, and we helped each other. The truth is that there were a lot of happy moments, because we were there together for a lot of time, and the relationships between all of us got stronger and stronger. Lots of happy times.


Read the full article on Time.

Me to You

Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a strange life.

—Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

I like to think

it’s weird to think of someone that you’re ‘in love’ with. I hate to think that it happened. but it’s hard to realize it until it after it’s over. when you’re in it, you don’t know it. when you’re on the outside of it, you realize, they took something from you that you’ll never get back. and that’s the part that sucks. that regret. that pain. I think after every break up, we all lose a little part of ourselves. 

We recover but we’re not the same as we were before then. we move on but our outlook has changed. our optimism is different and our pessimism is often enhanced. 

I believe for me, the one time I fell in love, I self-destructed. Sabotaged it. I’ll probably never get that same chance, that same opportunity. that’s fine. I knew what it was like. and I’ve tried the greatest wine, it intoxicated me but I drank it all down, without appreciation. But I would be lying if I didn’t say that missed her. 

D’You Know What I Mean?

A friend of mine told me that I should an alternative means to attracting an audience, she mentioned how my old blog used to have over a 100 plus followers attached to it and all that it was rantings on politics, sports, culture or the shallowness of my behavior and dating life.

So I’m back. to doing all of that. Oh, and I’ve got a lot of things to complain about it. But let’s have the first things first. If you don’t mind.

anxiety

it’s a horrible feeling to have late at night. 

you know

what I really missed about you, is me driving with you singing, that’s what I really miss. those small happy moments. maybe one day, we’ll be together. maybe not. but I’ll always cherish those little tiny moments that made me smile, which was often and always. :-)

alittlelissa:

truth

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inspirarch:

Fantastic vintage map illustration graphic of the United Kingdom from the Boston Public Library Flickr archive.

inspirarch:

Fantastic vintage map illustration graphic of the United Kingdom from the Boston Public Library Flickr archive.

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