This one is going to be short and simple:
Eldrick "Tiger" Woods may be not only the most dominant athlete of our time (apologies to Michael Jordan and Roger Federer), but quite possibly of ALL time (apologies to no one).
What he did over this past weekend through Monday is amazing. Not simply because he won his 14th major and is now only 4 shy of Jack Nicklaus and the all time mark. Not because this latest win moves him into 3rd place on the all time win list. And not because he became the 5th player to win all 4 majors at least 3 times. All those things are amazing, yes.
It's that he did it on one leg.
It's that he did it against the best players in the world without himself not having played a competitive round of golf since April.
Wow. Amazing.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
6 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME
ok;
so i got tagged by nate to do this meme thing on six random things about me, so here goes.
1. i played in the marching band in high school. yes, this is where all the guys who couldn't make the football team ended up. it's the only way i could ever get on the dang field!
2. i once was arrested for running on to the football field at the end of the vikings most miraculous win ever. last second "hail mary" catch by ahmad rashad put the vikings into the playoffs. i thought everyone would run out there. i was the only one and all i could think was "this can't be good." it wasn't.
3. i've been scuba diving on the great barrier reef in australia.
4. i'm a pk. that's one of the nicknames you got growing up when your dad was a preacher or pastor.
5. i got my arm stuck in a conveyor belt at work in 1984 and almost lost it. when i saw my doctor after getting out of the hospital he said i should be back to work in 2 weeks. i was out for 4 months. always see a specialist when appropriate.
6. when i was around 10 yrs old i was playing with fire out in this field behind a big oak tree. you know the end of this story. with in a few minutes the entire tree was engulfed in flames and i was smart enough to know i had no chance of putting that bad boy out. as i was running away i could here the sirens of three fire trucks hurtling towards the scene of my crime. i've never been so scared in my entire life and i never played with matches again!
now i'm tagging:
johnny
dean
jim
so i got tagged by nate to do this meme thing on six random things about me, so here goes.
1. i played in the marching band in high school. yes, this is where all the guys who couldn't make the football team ended up. it's the only way i could ever get on the dang field!
2. i once was arrested for running on to the football field at the end of the vikings most miraculous win ever. last second "hail mary" catch by ahmad rashad put the vikings into the playoffs. i thought everyone would run out there. i was the only one and all i could think was "this can't be good." it wasn't.
3. i've been scuba diving on the great barrier reef in australia.
4. i'm a pk. that's one of the nicknames you got growing up when your dad was a preacher or pastor.
5. i got my arm stuck in a conveyor belt at work in 1984 and almost lost it. when i saw my doctor after getting out of the hospital he said i should be back to work in 2 weeks. i was out for 4 months. always see a specialist when appropriate.
6. when i was around 10 yrs old i was playing with fire out in this field behind a big oak tree. you know the end of this story. with in a few minutes the entire tree was engulfed in flames and i was smart enough to know i had no chance of putting that bad boy out. as i was running away i could here the sirens of three fire trucks hurtling towards the scene of my crime. i've never been so scared in my entire life and i never played with matches again!
now i'm tagging:
johnny
dean
jim
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Catching Up
Ok so it's been awhile. what can i say? sometimes the blogging world just has to go on hold so one can catch up in the non-cyber-world.
any way i thought i'd throw out some random sports thoughts on subjects and events that have happened since the last time we got together . . . and one coming up for the weekend.
On the ncaa basketball tournament . . . how kansas won that championship game i'm still trying to figure it out. memphis had the game won and invented ways to throw away the win. it will go down as one of the all-time collapses in tournament history. wow.
on the start of the baseball season . . . hope springs eternal! every team feels they got a shot.
- biggest surprise so far? the baltimore orioles leading the AL east with a runner-up nod to the white sox in the central.
- biggest disappointment? i'd love to pile on the yankee's, but it's got to be the detroit tigers. all that money spent and so far nothing to show for it.
and for good measure i'll throw johan santana of the mets in there. never ever give huge, long term contracts to pitchers. (see barry zito and mike hampton).
all that being said, it's a long season and it's still early . . . GO TWINS !!
on the nfl draft . . . this ladies and gentlemen is one of the craziest phenomenons in sports. espn devotes 2 almost full days of programing and countless other shows and time commitments to this spectacle of trying to predict who is going to be the next johnny unitas, lawrence taylor, or gayle sayers, etc. and here's the kicker . . . they suck at it. all you here about is how great this guy is going to be or one of the following phrases: "he's got all the intangibles . . .", "he's got tremendous upside . . .", "he'll be able to step right in . . .". the truth is no one knows untill the dude gets out on the field and straps a helmet on.
3 out of the last ten #1 overall picks are considered busts or marginal players at best, yet fans get all whipped up about "who are we going to draft?".
on the nba playoffs . . . i hate the spurs, but man they look like the team to beat again.
what's wrong with kevin garnett and the celtics?
lakers vs the spurs in the western conf finals? how fun would that be? ( if you're not a basketball fan i urge you to watch one of their games. you may become one)
on the nhl playoffs . . . who saw dallas coming like this? the stars are for real ya'll.
the penguins and the stars in the final?
and finally the most exciting two minutes in sports is coming up this saturday, may 3rd. i'm not the biggest horse racing fan in the world but i do like to watch the kentucky derby, and from what i've heard "big brown" is the horse to beat. seeing that i'm a ups dude i think i have to pull for that one!
that's all for now peoples.
feel free to weigh in with any opinions or disagreements.
blessings on all and peace . . .
DC
any way i thought i'd throw out some random sports thoughts on subjects and events that have happened since the last time we got together . . . and one coming up for the weekend.
On the ncaa basketball tournament . . . how kansas won that championship game i'm still trying to figure it out. memphis had the game won and invented ways to throw away the win. it will go down as one of the all-time collapses in tournament history. wow.
on the start of the baseball season . . . hope springs eternal! every team feels they got a shot.
- biggest surprise so far? the baltimore orioles leading the AL east with a runner-up nod to the white sox in the central.
- biggest disappointment? i'd love to pile on the yankee's, but it's got to be the detroit tigers. all that money spent and so far nothing to show for it.
and for good measure i'll throw johan santana of the mets in there. never ever give huge, long term contracts to pitchers. (see barry zito and mike hampton).
all that being said, it's a long season and it's still early . . . GO TWINS !!
on the nfl draft . . . this ladies and gentlemen is one of the craziest phenomenons in sports. espn devotes 2 almost full days of programing and countless other shows and time commitments to this spectacle of trying to predict who is going to be the next johnny unitas, lawrence taylor, or gayle sayers, etc. and here's the kicker . . . they suck at it. all you here about is how great this guy is going to be or one of the following phrases: "he's got all the intangibles . . .", "he's got tremendous upside . . .", "he'll be able to step right in . . .". the truth is no one knows untill the dude gets out on the field and straps a helmet on.
3 out of the last ten #1 overall picks are considered busts or marginal players at best, yet fans get all whipped up about "who are we going to draft?".
on the nba playoffs . . . i hate the spurs, but man they look like the team to beat again.
what's wrong with kevin garnett and the celtics?
lakers vs the spurs in the western conf finals? how fun would that be? ( if you're not a basketball fan i urge you to watch one of their games. you may become one)
on the nhl playoffs . . . who saw dallas coming like this? the stars are for real ya'll.
the penguins and the stars in the final?
and finally the most exciting two minutes in sports is coming up this saturday, may 3rd. i'm not the biggest horse racing fan in the world but i do like to watch the kentucky derby, and from what i've heard "big brown" is the horse to beat. seeing that i'm a ups dude i think i have to pull for that one!
that's all for now peoples.
feel free to weigh in with any opinions or disagreements.
blessings on all and peace . . .
DC
Thursday, March 20, 2008
March Madness Weigh In
it's the most wonderful time of the year. sorry holiday people. christmas and new years are a little blip on the radar screen. march is where it's at. the sports junkie's ultimate high. tournament after tournament after wonderful tournament. we're talking high school and college, mens and womens hockey and basketball.
now being from minnesota i'm very partial to the boys h. s. hockey tournament. i'll put it up against any tournament under the sun (neal broten, who won a few stanley cups and was part of the "miracle on ice" 1980 gold medal olympic team, maintains to this day that the greatest thrill he's ever had in sports was playing in the boys h.s. tourn. - and his team didn't even win it!).
but it is universally recognized that the men's ncaa basketball tourney is the one that even the casual fan sits up and pays attention to.
so without further ado let me give you my final 4 picks and national champion. if you'd like you can post your picks on the response page and we'll compare notes and see who gets "bragging rights".
east= north carolina tar heels
west= ucla bruins
south= stanford cardinal
midwest= kansas jay hawks
championship game= north carolina 77 - ucla 70
ps: i know i have 3 #1 seeds in the final and that's only happened once before. not very daring on the picks but i do have a # 3 seed in the final four. that's just how i see it.
now being from minnesota i'm very partial to the boys h. s. hockey tournament. i'll put it up against any tournament under the sun (neal broten, who won a few stanley cups and was part of the "miracle on ice" 1980 gold medal olympic team, maintains to this day that the greatest thrill he's ever had in sports was playing in the boys h.s. tourn. - and his team didn't even win it!).
but it is universally recognized that the men's ncaa basketball tourney is the one that even the casual fan sits up and pays attention to.
so without further ado let me give you my final 4 picks and national champion. if you'd like you can post your picks on the response page and we'll compare notes and see who gets "bragging rights".
east= north carolina tar heels
west= ucla bruins
south= stanford cardinal
midwest= kansas jay hawks
championship game= north carolina 77 - ucla 70
ps: i know i have 3 #1 seeds in the final and that's only happened once before. not very daring on the picks but i do have a # 3 seed in the final four. that's just how i see it.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
End of an Era: #4 Retires
As I was leaving work this morning something came over the airwaves that stopped me dead in my tracks. This is the kind of news that will be talked about not just in sports circles at the water cooler at work and by the hard-core junkies like myself. No, this will be the headline news for most of the day until the results of the two big political primaries start coming in later on in the evening.
We're talking BIG NEWS.
For years and years the Minnesota Vikings ruled the roost in the old NFC Central, now NFC North. Went to four Super Bowls between 1970-76. Granted they lost all four but none the less dominated their division and were a major factor every season for the better part of a decade.
In the 80's they lost that dominance but remained competetive. The Chicago Bears fielded some great teams then and won a Super Bowl in'85. The two other teams in the division, the Detroit Lions and the Green Bay Packers, were terrible for the better part of that time period, 1970-1990. I think the Lions have been to the playoffs once in the last 50 yrs or so and that was as a wild card team, and the Packers during that time period mentioned above had a few yrs where they won the division but for the most part were terrible. The Vikings kicked their butts on a regular basis.
That all began to change in the mid 90's when the puke green and ugly yellow team traded for a young quarterback sitting on the bench in Atlanta, drafted out of So. Miss. the yr before. The hated Packers plugged the young kid in as their starter sometime, I believe, in the 1994 season and the rest, as they say is history.
For the next 16 years the young kid who was given jersey #4, terrorized defences throughout the known football world known as the NFL. Being in the same division as the "Pack" my beloved Vikings had to face this future Hall of Fame quarterback at least twice a year. He lead the Packers to untold division titles, 2 conference championships and 1 Super Bowl win. I'm positive that #4 piled up most of his NFL record touchdown passes, his NFL record completions and yards passing against my team as I watched in horror and stunned silence on many Sunday afternoons. Most of the hair that is either missing or turned an unnatural gray on my head is from figuratively being punched in the gut as The Man marched the Packers down the field in the last minute of some game at Lambeau Field,and with one guy hanging on him and two other guys closing fast on a partially covered receiver, makes the pass for the winning touchdown that only he could make!
So let there be weeping and wailing all across the great state of Wisconsin. Let the hearts of all Cheeseheads throughout the football world be brought down low. Put on your sackcloth and ashes. Yes, that is the roar of joyous celebration being heard in Chicago and the Twin Cities. The Fans in Detroit all have ear to ear grins on their faces that just won't go away.
Brett Favre has retired . . .
We're talking BIG NEWS.
For years and years the Minnesota Vikings ruled the roost in the old NFC Central, now NFC North. Went to four Super Bowls between 1970-76. Granted they lost all four but none the less dominated their division and were a major factor every season for the better part of a decade.
In the 80's they lost that dominance but remained competetive. The Chicago Bears fielded some great teams then and won a Super Bowl in'85. The two other teams in the division, the Detroit Lions and the Green Bay Packers, were terrible for the better part of that time period, 1970-1990. I think the Lions have been to the playoffs once in the last 50 yrs or so and that was as a wild card team, and the Packers during that time period mentioned above had a few yrs where they won the division but for the most part were terrible. The Vikings kicked their butts on a regular basis.
That all began to change in the mid 90's when the puke green and ugly yellow team traded for a young quarterback sitting on the bench in Atlanta, drafted out of So. Miss. the yr before. The hated Packers plugged the young kid in as their starter sometime, I believe, in the 1994 season and the rest, as they say is history.
For the next 16 years the young kid who was given jersey #4, terrorized defences throughout the known football world known as the NFL. Being in the same division as the "Pack" my beloved Vikings had to face this future Hall of Fame quarterback at least twice a year. He lead the Packers to untold division titles, 2 conference championships and 1 Super Bowl win. I'm positive that #4 piled up most of his NFL record touchdown passes, his NFL record completions and yards passing against my team as I watched in horror and stunned silence on many Sunday afternoons. Most of the hair that is either missing or turned an unnatural gray on my head is from figuratively being punched in the gut as The Man marched the Packers down the field in the last minute of some game at Lambeau Field,and with one guy hanging on him and two other guys closing fast on a partially covered receiver, makes the pass for the winning touchdown that only he could make!
So let there be weeping and wailing all across the great state of Wisconsin. Let the hearts of all Cheeseheads throughout the football world be brought down low. Put on your sackcloth and ashes. Yes, that is the roar of joyous celebration being heard in Chicago and the Twin Cities. The Fans in Detroit all have ear to ear grins on their faces that just won't go away.
Brett Favre has retired . . .
Sunday, February 24, 2008
happy in mexico
I probably should fess up that this is Terri posting this, not Dave. I'm sure he won't protest. He loves me like crazy, as you can plainly see. Besides, he's a really busy guy and he doesn't really know how to post pictures, so I guess you could say I'm doing him a big favor. I suppose we'll see.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
White Castle and "The Protector"
Back when I was a teenager we use to play hockey every Friday night after youth group at church. 10 to 20 of us would get indoor ice time at a place called Polar Arena, and because we were the last group on, sometimes they'd let us play until we dropped.
This particular Friday night we played until 2:00 am and boy we sure were hungry afterwards. Seeing that the only place open back in those days ( think mid to late 70's ) was the Taj Mahal of burger joints, White Castle, we hopped in our cars and headed off to satiate our young tummies with some real nutritional food.
Terri and I had been dating for sometime then and she was with me this particular night along with a number of other couples we were going to join at the "castle". As we sat in the back seat, I decided to remove from my person a piece of equipment that is rather uncomfortable to wear for extended periods of time. This particular piece of equipment is required wearing for any male who wishes to ensure his capability of fulfilling the scripture command given to Noah "Go forth and multiply". As I removed said article from my person, (very discreetly I might add) I dropped it down inside my winter coat, so no one would see it. Being a young Christian male I was trying to be, at the very least, discreet and modest.
Arriving at the famed fast food joint, we all hopped out of the cars and scurried inside trying to avoid the late night winter chill. Ahhhh, the wonderful smell of sizzling hamburgers, freshly cooked fries and some other really odd odors that i couldn't readily identify. I think it may have been the guy passed out in one of the booths but I'm not certain.
Anyway, as we stood in line to order, my mouth watering at the coming feast of sliders with vinyl, a box of nails and a burper (for those of you not versed in "castle-ese" that would be a cheeseburger, fries and a coke), I felt something fall out of my coat and hit my foot. As I glanced down to see what it was a wave of horror rushed over me as I saw the" protector" slightly rocking back and forth in front of me. Looking back, I don't think any one but a few people MAY have noticed if I had just bent down to retrieve it and put it quickly into my pocket. That's NOT what I did. As little darts of embarrassment began to pierce my young, fragile psyche, I promptly tried to stomp on the hard piece of plastic to hide it with my foot so no one would see it. With a loud "pop" it shot out from underneath my boot and began to slide across the floor with me hurriedly chasing after (I was beginning to draw more attention now than I had hoped for).
As I caught up to the object I really, really tried to stop it with my boot again only with quite a bit more force. I think the combination of grease on the floor and the melting snow from my boot were the main contributors to the incredible propulsion that occurred then, not my lack of intelligence. As my protector now spun hopelessly out of my reach, flying past all the customers in line, past the two police officers sitting in the booth and everyone in the building turning to see what the commotion was, I finally caught up to the cursed object and now, down on all fours, promptly tackled it to the floor!
As I looked up from my prone position at all the faces staring at me, laughter erupted that night in St. Paul that is still being heard to this very day. Ouch. I don't think I went to that particular White Castle for quite a few years.
This particular Friday night we played until 2:00 am and boy we sure were hungry afterwards. Seeing that the only place open back in those days ( think mid to late 70's ) was the Taj Mahal of burger joints, White Castle, we hopped in our cars and headed off to satiate our young tummies with some real nutritional food.
Terri and I had been dating for sometime then and she was with me this particular night along with a number of other couples we were going to join at the "castle". As we sat in the back seat, I decided to remove from my person a piece of equipment that is rather uncomfortable to wear for extended periods of time. This particular piece of equipment is required wearing for any male who wishes to ensure his capability of fulfilling the scripture command given to Noah "Go forth and multiply". As I removed said article from my person, (very discreetly I might add) I dropped it down inside my winter coat, so no one would see it. Being a young Christian male I was trying to be, at the very least, discreet and modest.
Arriving at the famed fast food joint, we all hopped out of the cars and scurried inside trying to avoid the late night winter chill. Ahhhh, the wonderful smell of sizzling hamburgers, freshly cooked fries and some other really odd odors that i couldn't readily identify. I think it may have been the guy passed out in one of the booths but I'm not certain.
Anyway, as we stood in line to order, my mouth watering at the coming feast of sliders with vinyl, a box of nails and a burper (for those of you not versed in "castle-ese" that would be a cheeseburger, fries and a coke), I felt something fall out of my coat and hit my foot. As I glanced down to see what it was a wave of horror rushed over me as I saw the" protector" slightly rocking back and forth in front of me. Looking back, I don't think any one but a few people MAY have noticed if I had just bent down to retrieve it and put it quickly into my pocket. That's NOT what I did. As little darts of embarrassment began to pierce my young, fragile psyche, I promptly tried to stomp on the hard piece of plastic to hide it with my foot so no one would see it. With a loud "pop" it shot out from underneath my boot and began to slide across the floor with me hurriedly chasing after (I was beginning to draw more attention now than I had hoped for).
As I caught up to the object I really, really tried to stop it with my boot again only with quite a bit more force. I think the combination of grease on the floor and the melting snow from my boot were the main contributors to the incredible propulsion that occurred then, not my lack of intelligence. As my protector now spun hopelessly out of my reach, flying past all the customers in line, past the two police officers sitting in the booth and everyone in the building turning to see what the commotion was, I finally caught up to the cursed object and now, down on all fours, promptly tackled it to the floor!
As I looked up from my prone position at all the faces staring at me, laughter erupted that night in St. Paul that is still being heard to this very day. Ouch. I don't think I went to that particular White Castle for quite a few years.
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