Wednesday, 24 October 2012

Is "World Series" an Odd Name for Baseball's Holy Grail?

So once again it is World Series time.

I don't mean to poke fun at baseball's holy grail, but why is it that out of all major sporting events, I have the most difficulty with this one? Oh, it's not the game itself, for it is a fine game. I have many fond memories of Sunday afternoon ball games with my family, albeit in a different league. So what is my problem with this particular series?

Nothing really. Actually it's probably more just a quirk or perhaps semantics. Maybe you could even call it a "pet peeve." What am I talking about? I'm talking about the use of the word "World" when the game really has nothing to do with the "world," unless you count Canada's token contribution to the league through the Toronto Blue Jays.

Compare it to international soccer, or football as the rest of the world correctly calls it. Every few years they play for the "World Cup." This makes perfect sense, since it is the best of the world coming together to play what is probably one of the world's best loved games.

But the "World Series" has nothing to do with the participation of the various nations coming to seek a real world championship baseball team. Sure, there may be several international players represented, but they don't play for their home countries; they play for the local American city whose jersey they wear.

Perhaps it needs a new name to better reflect the game, one that sounds a little less pompous. Any suggestions? Hmm

A Caveat: This post was meant in jest. I meant no offence to the baseball gods.

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Thursday, 18 October 2012

Hockey Lockout? Yawn

So hockey commissioner Gary Bettman has rejected the players latest counter offer. Yawn. Oops, did I say that out loud? Sorry, it seems that my inside voice got out.

NHL lockouts and strikes are nothing new. The only thing that is new is that now I am even less interested in the game than I was after the last lockout. That last one soured the game for me; this one made it worse. Now I'm at the point where I no longer even care if there is a hockey season this year, next year, or ever again, regardless who is to blame. Sorry, but enough is enough.

All I can think of is, you poor dears; owners and players alike. Still not making enough money, are we? It must be really difficult for you to get by on your little seven and eight figure salaries. Times are tough, I understand. It makes sense to fight for another sack of nickels and dimes, ultimately at the expense of the fans who are forced to pay higher and higher ticket prices because of it. Give me a break!

In my opinion, if the hockey season were somehow rescued, it would be really neat if the fans returned the favour and boycotted the games as payback. Could you imagine that? Oh, I am not suggesting that this be forever, but just for a little while. I mean, by now we are more or less used to not having a game to go to, aren't we? Imagine an NHL game in which no fans showed up. Imagine if every team's first home game or two after the lockout had no fans to cheer them on. Wow! Now imagine the message that would send to the league. Hmm.

Maybe that's all just wishful thinking on my part, for no doubt many would ignore the message and attend the first game anyways, and that's their right. But if enough people start spreading a similar message, if posts calling for a boycott started to go viral, sending the message far and wide, who knows what might be accomplished? At the very least attendance numbers would be greatly reduced and hockey arenas would begin to look like baseball stadiums ... full of empty seats.

So if you're starting to think like me, if you're thinking enough is enough, then I challenge you to spread the word, return the favour to this already overpaid and obviously still very greedy National Hockey League, and boycott at least the first few games once this mess is finally settled.

That's the way I see it anyways. Hockey lockout? I've already pretty much locked them out from my interest list and wallet too since I've discovered that life is possible without the NHL.

Hockey Lockout? Yawn.

Postscript: For a lighter side to all this NHL lockout nonsense, check out this video.

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Sunday, 14 October 2012

A New English Pronoun?

I heard a proposal recently to create a new unisex pronoun for the English language. Apparently some folks still get confused with the accepted current form of he, she, and it.

The proposal is actually quite simple and is as follows:
Take the "S" from "she" 
Take the "H" from "he" 
And then add the "IT"
I wonder if it will ever catch on? Probably not.

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Wednesday, 10 October 2012

The Canadian National Bird

There are some folks who believe that our wonderful country of Canada is somehow lacking because it does not have a national bird. Since several suggestions have already been put forward, I thought I'd like to add mine.

I would like to suggest that the Mosquito be considered as a candidate in the ongoing quest to find Canada a national bird.

In some regions of our great land there have been reported sightings of giant mosquitos that are, allegedly, almost as large as small aircraft. In such areas pedestrians are advised to use extreme caution, for they can apparently even carry away a small child. It seems to me that such a magnificent creature deserves honour and recognition.

Canada has other large creatures as well, such as the infamous Ogopogo of Okanagan Lake in beautiful British Columbia and our very own northern Canadian Sasquatch.

So in honour of Winnipeg, which is already known as Canada's Mosquito Capital, it seems only fitting that we also consider recognizing the mosquito as Canada's national bird.


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Saturday, 6 October 2012

The Radio Contest

So I made a call to our local radio station today. You see, they were having a contest, and I thought, "Why not? I'll give it a try."

I was pleasantly surprised when they answered and said, "Congratulations on being our first caller. All you have to do to win our grand prize is to answer the following question correctly."

"That's fantastic!" I shouted in delight.

"You're feeling confident then?" asked the person at the radio station. "It's a math question."

"No problem," I said. "I've got a math degree and I teach math at our local school."

"OK, then," continued the radio personality, "to win our grand prize of two front row seats to a Justin Bieber concert and to meet him back stage, what is 2+2?"

"7," I replied.

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Friday, 5 October 2012

RIP, Big Bird

It seems that US presidential candidate Romney wants to cut Big Bird. Though he may lose some support from the Sesame Street crowd over that, I understand that politics is full of difficult decisions like that. Programs get added and programs get cut; it's the way of the system.

Mr. Romney, Big Bird may not be "essential" in your view, but let's not waste him. I have one little suggestion for you, sir.

For the love of all the poor and hungry muppets of Sesame Street, I hope you have the decency to not let Big Bird be thrown out like yesterday's trash. Thanksgiving is just around the corner. Wouldn't it be nice to see some good come from this proposed government cutback? Wouldn't it be nice to know, sir, that little Ernie can finally go to bed with a full belly?

Rest in "Piece," Big Bird ... pieces of white meat, pieces of dark meat, perhaps pieces of wing and drumstick too. Oh, and by the way, Mitt. I trust you'll be able to afford to supply some of the side dishes too? A little sweet potato and a few veggies? Oh, and don't forget the apple pie.

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Monday, 1 October 2012

A Lover's Spat in the Wild Kingdom?

"When a male bird can't stand it anymore."

Sorry ladies, but that was the caption that accompanied this picture that I received via email recently. I must say, it made me smile.

Do you ever wonder what wildlife are saying to each other? For instance, in this picture, is the one bird tired of all the constant chirping of the other and simply looking for some peace and quiet? What's going on in those little feathered heads? Though fun to imagine, we'll probably never know. Perhaps this is nothing more than a lover's spat in the wild kingdom.

At any rate, I'm sure you'll agree, it's a once in a lifetime shot.

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