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Not Really A Sports Guy

Those sports guys... I don't really understand them too much. The only time I could have been mistaken for a sports fan was when as a child I was into collecting baseball cards. Point of note here is I was into collecting cards depicting baseball players, I was not into collecting baseball cards of my favourite players. I didn't have any favourite players, unless of course you define favourite players as the people whose cards are up in the Beckett. I was in it for the money, to me baseball cards were kiddy currency. I could buy a few packs, score a decent rookie card and convince the kid down the block to trade me his latest Italian plumber video game adventure for it.

"We have quite a team this year, don't you think?", "My team" & other such armchair quarterback type dialog quite simply confuses me. I get the basics of the various "fanatic" driven sports, I just don't get what drives the fanaticism.

Mixed Emotions

After hearing the news about Alonzo Mourning's forced retirement from basketball due to a condition with his kidneys that requires a transplant, I was a bit more than sad to hear this. Although I am not a basketball fan, I have always liked the way Alonzo, just went out there and did his job, and did it well, without being one of those guys that's always in trouble with the law or just cocky in general (Randy Moss, Keyshawn Johnson to mention a couple). Everybody knows you're good at playing a particular sports, if you weren't, you wouldn't be in the pros. You don't need to remind us by writing a book called Just Give Me the Damn Ball. I have for quite a while admired Alonzo's dedication to the game, and overall attitude towards other players and people. I was reading a bit more on this subject earlier today, when I stumbled on an article stating how many people from all over the country have volunteered to donate their kidney to Alonzo. Of course, there will be a screening process for the candidates to locate a match for Alonzo. Although this outpouring of support picks up my spirits, like I would expect it to for many people. As much as this shows the generosity of many people in this world, it also shows the selfishness to a certain extent. Why are these people so willing to donate a kidney for Alonzo, but not for some young mother, who has a young child at home who is about to lose their mother? There are many people out there who have led good lives and need a kidney transplant, and perhaps have been on the waiting list for years, yet Alonzo Mourning needs a transplant, and he can have his pick, so to speak.

Although it shows the good and bad, I do agree that if people out there are willing to donate their kidney to help save Alonzo, then I am for it, at least someone will get a chance to live longer.

Barry Bonds...NL MVP???

I know many people will disagree with me on this story, it's their right, but I think it is rediculous.

So I was watching Cold Pizza this morning and saw that Barry Bonds won the NL MVP again. Now this just pisses me off. Sure, Barry Bonds is a great player, but so was Pete Rose, yet Pete Rose is banned from baseball for life, thus making him not eligible for the Hall of Fame. Why is it that Barry Bonds and Shawon Dunston can bet on baseball and Pete Rose can't? For those of you who don't know what I am talking about, Bonds and Dunston wagered a Mercedes (at the bottom) if he broke the major league home run record held by Mark McGuire. Now Barry Bonds wins the NL MVP again, and is a shoe in for the Hall of Fame at his first eligibility voting, while Pete Rose remains banned for life.

I say either ban Barry and Shawon or let Pete Rose back into baseball and let him take his rightful place in Cooperstown.