Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Grapefruit League Tour Stop 1: Florida State Seminoles vs. Philadelphia Phillies

My first stop on The Serious Tip's Tour de Grapefruit League was Brighthouse Networks Field, spring training home of the Philadelphia Phillies. Clearwater is an easy jaunt from my cave outside Tampa. Just a hop, skip, and a jump over a bridge or two and I can see some Phillies baseball.

But this evening is different. I am here not as a neutral observer, but as a passionate alumnus of Florida State University. So please excuse any homerism I may display.

Built in 2004, Brighthouse Networks Field is a beautiful place to watch a ballgame. Among it's many amenities, the park features a concourse that circles the entire stadium and a tiki bar in left field. Seating, however, is a bit pricey, with "berm" seats (i.e. beyond the outfield, in the grass) costing $9 and regular stadium seats costing $18. Combined with the $7 parking fee, trips to see the Phillies can get expensive. Alas, I tried to show my old FSU ID card and get in for free as I would in FSU's Dick Howser Stadium, but the Brighthouse Field staff wouldn't let me in until I paid.

With Tampa one of the closest cities to Florida State, there were plenty of FSU alumnus and fans present. More so than Phillies fans. I would say FSU fans outnumbered Phillies supporters 2 to 1. Even the mayor of Clearwater is an FSU alumnus. All of this Seminole pride gave the game an almost Tallahassee-like atmosphere. Especially when the PA broadcast the Star Spangled Banner performed by the FSU Marching Chiefs and then repeatedly played the Seminoles' War Chant and other FSU-related songs throughout the game.

As for the game itself, I was pleasantly surprised to see the Phillies playing starters Jimmy Rollins, Pat Burrell, Chase Utley, and Ryan Howard. Honestly, seeing Burrell, a former Miami Hurricane, take on the Seminoles didn't really surprise me, but I was excited to see the Phillies' other stars, even though it all but guaranteed a Seminole defeat.

On the mound for the Phillies was Kyle Drabek, son of former major league pitcher Doug Drabek. Wow, I officially feel old.

Things started well for the Seminoles as lead-off man Tony Thomas hit Drabek's third pitch of the game out for a home run. Just like that, it was 1-0 Seminoles. Apparently the Seminoles were coming out swinging. Perhaps they could pull out a win.

In the bottom of the first, reality re-entered Brighthouse Networks Field. A walk, an error, and a three-run home run by Chase Utley put the Phillies up 3-1 and reigning NL MVP Ryan Howard hadn't yet stepped to the plate. Howard walked, Burrell doubled, and the score was 4-1. Ouch.

As the game went on, for every run the Seminoles scored, the Phillies added two, including two more home runs. By the 7th inning, with the score 11-4, both teams began emptying their benches. Knowing a seven-run inning against professional pitching was likely not going to happen, Florida State put in many of their younger players, the freshmen and sophomores. Surprisingly few fans from either side left during these riveting last innings.

With the game coming to a close, however, and the score remaining in the Phillies' favor 12-4, many of the fans began to file out. Despite the Seminoles' early spark, they could not overcome the Phillies' offensive firepower. Although enjoyable in atmosphere and environment, the local college versus major league team games are, as expected, usually lopsided in score.

Although I was disappointed to see the Seminoles lose, I was happy to see spring has sprung and baseball has returned from its winter hiatus. Next stop: Melbourne Viera.


- Jordi

Blog on the Run

Dearest patrons of The Serious Tip,

Your beloved blog is going on tour. Hello Cleveland! Well, not really that type of tour. More like a tour of the Grapefruit League.

Starting with tonight's contest between the Florida State Seminoles and the Philadelphia Phillies in Clearwater, Fla., I will be travelling throughout the Central Florida landscape attempting to take in as much baseball as possible. Other games I hope to attend include:

Dodgers at Nationals in Melbourne Viera - March 4th
Yankees at Pirates in Bradenton - March 10th (assuming I don't find easy tickets to the upcoming ACC Tournament)
Mets at Tigers in Lakeland - March 11th
Indians at Devil Rays in St. Petersburg - March 17th
Braves at Reds in Sarasota - March 18th
Blue Jays at Twins in Fort Myers - March 23rd
Marlins at Red Sox in Fort Myers - March 25th
Mets at Devil Rays in Tropicana Field - March 31st

Unfortunately, because I am employed and The Man makes me go to work, I won't have the opportunity to see the Orioles, Cardinals, or Astros. However, if I attend every game I hope to, by Opening Day I will have seen 15 of the 18 Grapefruit League teams at eight different ballparks.

Of course, as should be expected, I will be writing and posting entries as I tour, providing details on the sights, sounds, and experiences of each game. I might even be able to shed a little insight on what to expect during the 2007 baseball season. And finally, to my readers in or visiting Florida, feel free to drop me a line at theserioustip@yahoo.com if you would like to meet up over a dog and a beer or two, or three, or nine. See you there.


- Jordi

Monday, February 26, 2007

Bill Simmons's Rules of a True Fan: The Five Year Review

On February 27, 2002, ESPN columnist Bill Simmons wrote perhaps one of his best articles, the Rules for Being a True Fan. Although by no means an authority, Simmons laboriously detailed 20 guidelines for fandom. In 2002, these rules were considered gospel, especially to Simmons's many legions of fans. Five years later, however, with the sports world vastly different, and many voices out-Simmons-ing Simmons, it is time to re-examine The Rules of a True Fan and see how relevant they remain.

(Warning: This post is over 2,500 words. May require printing out and/or minimizing on occasion. Enjoy.)

1) "You can't purchase a 'blank' authentic jersey from your favorite team with no name on the back, then stick your own name and number on the jersey ... well, unless you want to be an enormous dork."

Still 100% true. Nothing says "dork" like Jordi on a Mets jersey. However, with the explosion of throwback jerseys in recent years, the jersey rule had to be updated. Josh Bacott of JoeSportsFan.com does an excellent job covering the details of what should and should not be accepted of a jersey wearer. When discussing old Cardinal jerseys, for example, Bacott asserts "If you’re going to make an investment on a throwback jersey, at least make sure the jersey actually existed at one time." Do not get a Dizzy Dean-era Vince Coleman jersey. Real fans know a fraud when they see one.

2) "If you're attending an NBA game, don't wear the jersey of a team that isn't competing in the game."

True, but not as horrible as it once was. Again because of the explosion of throwbacks. Let me explain. If, for example, you live in LA, like a certain sports writer, but you root for the Celtics, and you want to wear your Larry Bird throwback to a Clippers-Grizzles game, I see no problem. As a matter of fact, if the players themselves wear throwback jersey of players not in their organization, a fan has every right to say "Yes, I am here to watch the Clippers and the Grizzles. Yes, I am admiring the game as an observer, not a fan. Yes, I am a Larry Bird fan."

3) "Don't wear cheap-looking replica jerseys or flimsy-looking bargain-basement hats. Come on. You're representing every fan from your team."

I understand where Simmons comes from with this, but keep in mind, he went to a private college and grew up among Celtics season ticket holders. If all I can afford is a two dollar hat, then if you want me to wear a new Starter fitted cap, you buy it for me. Otherwise, I am rocking the two dollar hat. Being a fan isn't based on money.

4) "Don't wear replica championship rings as a conversation starter. Don't carry someone's baseball card in your wallet as a conversation starter."

Ok, these are still true. I don't know anyone who actually did either of these, save for Bob Costas and his Mickey Mantle card. If, however, you buy an authentic championship ring on eBay, show that baby off.

5) "It's OK to flagrantly show your contempt for the home team by wearing the colors of a hated rival, as long as you're not being obnoxious as you root for the visiting team."

Of course this is true. When would it not be? Although I would tone down the rival-wear in the company of some European soccer fans.

6) "When your team wins a championship, it's your civic duty to purchase as much paraphernalia as possible."

If this is true, Simmons's house is probably covered in Pats and Red Sox paraphernalia. This is a dumb rule. Keep it modest folks. Nobody likes a braggart. A championship t-shirt, a hat maybe, the front page of the local newspaper, and that weeks Sports Illustrated should be all you need.

7) "Be very careful when using the word "We" with your favorite team. Use it judiciously. Just remember, you don't wear a uniform, you don't play any minutes, and you're not on the team."

I agree to a point. I have two issues with this rule, however: 1. Because you have established a relationship with the team, should you not refer to yourself as a member of the team's "nation" of fans? Do you not refer to you and your significant other as "we"? Why do you do that? Because there is a bond of affection there.
2. If you are a fan of college sports, especially if you are an alumnus of that particular school, feel free to use "we" as often as you like. You are part of your school's family, as are its current student/athletes.

8) "No hopping on and off the bandwagon during the season with the flip-flop, 'I knew we were going to self-destruct! ... All right, we won six straight! ... I knew we wouldn't keep playing this well. ... I knew we would bounce back!' routine as the season drags along."

Another dumb rule. Again being emotionally attached to anything is going to sway your opinions, especially as you follow it day-to-day. Simmons himself claims to break this rule. There is an axiom in finance to not get caught up in the daily ebb and flow of the market, but to look at the long term. If we followed that axiom in our fan affiliations, we would probably be a little more sane. But it wouldn't be as fun.

9) "It's OK to root against your team, if they're hopelessly out of the playoff race and you want them to keep losing so A) they'll get a better draft pick, or B) you're hoping the coach and/or GM will get fired. Don't feel bad about it."

Still true. Simmons is doing this right now, rooting against his Celtics so they have a better chance of drafting Greg Oden or Kevin Durant. Personally, I am still boycotting the Isiah Thomas era in NY while of course rooting for Oden and Durant to stay in school.

10) "If one of your fantasy guys is lighting it up against your favorite team (scoring goals, rushing for big yards, making jumpers, etc.), you can't pump your fist, high-five anyone or refer to the player in a 'That's one of my guys!' sense, especially if it's a crucial game or a crucial juncture of the game."

I have never been a big fan of fantasy sports. I played one season of fantasy basketball in my freshman year of college. It drove me to drink. Continuously. But Simmons is right, don't put your fantasy team over your "real" team. Unless you are a lock to win money in the fantasy league. Then a little celebration is acceptable.

11) "Don't boo your team unless it's absolutely warranted - like with the brutal Knicks situation this season, or if you're hoping to get a coach fired or a specific player traded or something."

Five years later and Knicks fans are still booing. Amazing, but I digress ...

Here is another rule I disagree with Simmons on. Boo all you want. Cheer all you want. If your team is in a losing streak, boo them. If A-Rod strikes out with the bases loaded, boo him. You pay money to see a performance. If the team, player, management, fails to perform to the ticket buyer's expectations, they can expect to be told as such. I see no problem with that. How else can fans let the performers know they are dissatisfied?

12) "After your team wins a championship, they immediately get a five-year grace period: You can't complain about anything that happens with your team (trades, draft picks, salary-cap cuts, coaching moves) for five years."

Another faulty rule Simmons himself breaks on occasion. For an example of how ridiculous this rule is, ask a Marlins fan how happy they were after the Marlins won in 1997 then lost 108 the following year. Then try to console them with the "five-year grace period". Then tell them their five years ended after 2002, and the because the Marlins won it all in '03 they still can't complain. As a matter of fact, Marlins fans can't complain about 1998 until 2008. Chewbacca lives on Endor and this does not make any sense.

13) "You can follow specific players from other teams, but only as long as they aren't facing your team."

Well, not exactly. This rule should be a lot closer to the aforementioned fantasy rule. In my opinion, it is ok to root for individual accomplishments and root for said individual's team to lose. If I want Kobe to score 60 but the Lakers to lose to the Knicks, how is that wrong?

14) "Just because you supported a team that won a championship, it doesn't give you the right to turn into a pompous, insufferable schmuck. Remember this."

Simmons actually wrote this rule? Wow. Where do I start? In all honesty, you can't have it both ways. You cannot not complain (see Rule 12) and also not be a pompous schmuck. Complaining keeps you level. It reduces your excitement and prevents you from getting a big head. Unless you are a Yankee fan.

15) If your team defeats a good friend's team in a crucial game or series, don't rub it in with them unless they've been especially annoying/gloating/condescending/confrontational in the days leading up to the big battle. You're probably better off cutting off all communications in the days preceding/following the game, just to be safe.

a) Along those same lines, if your team squanders a crucial game/series to your buddy's team, don't make them feel guilty about it -- don't call them to bitch about the game, don't blame some conspiracy or bad referee's call, don't rant and rave like a lunatic.

b) If your buddy's team loses an especially tough game, don't call him -- wait for him to call you. And when you do speak to him, discuss the game in a tone normally reserved for sudden, unexpected deaths.

c) If one of your best friends loves a certain team that has a chance to win a championship, and your team is out of the picture, it's OK to jump on the bandwagon and root for his team to win it all. That's acceptable. Like Temporary Fan status.

Rule 15 - the big one. Simmons's only rule with multiple parts. Despite its complexity, this is a good rule. Rule 15 itself is why I don't bet on my team. Too much friendship ruining potential. I've never been in a 15a situation, however 15b is chillingly true. After "my" Mets lost to the Cardinals in last year NLCS, I didn't answer my phone until I went for a brief walk outside. Had to clear my head. On the other hand, 15c is a great rule that allows you to get your drink on as you let your friend know you totally supported his/her team. You never know, you might just get a drink or two out of it.

16) "If you marry someone who roots for a different team than you, you can't be bullied into switching allegiances."

I would hope this never actually happens, so this rule still applies. Part of being the man of a relationship means laying ground rules in your personality that will not be crossed. She may dress you, drag you to the gym, force you to drink light beer, but you should never give up the team you started following since before she came around. And what if you give up your team and end up divorced? Is there a sports confession booth, where you can confess to a priest you gave up your team for a mortal partner? Just don't do it.

17) "If you're an American woman and visible former actress, and you marry the most famous Canadian hockey star of all-time, and eventually he becomes the man in charge of putting together a Canadian Olympic hockey team, and they end up playing the Americans for the gold medal in a game that's taking place in a U.S. city, and you show up for that game cheering for the Canadians, and you're hugging everyone in sight as the Canadians are putting the game away in the third period ... well, you have to leave the country immediately. And you can't come back. Ever."

Written for Janet Jones, Rule 17 is still applicable.

18) "If you live in a city that has fielded a professional team since your formative years, you have to root for that team."

Sounds good to me.

19) "Once you choose a team, you're stuck with that team for the rest of your life ... unless one of the following conditions applies:

Your team moves to another city.

You grew up in a city that didn't field a team for a specific sport - so you picked a random team - and then either a.) your city landed a team, or b.) you moved to a city that fielded a team for that specific sport.

One of your immediate family members either plays professionally or takes a relevant management/coaching/front office position with a pro team.

You follow your favorite college star (and this has to be a once-in-a-generation favorite college star) to the pros and root for his team du jour. Only works if there isn't a pro team in your area.

The owner of your favorite team treated his fans so egregiously over the years that you couldn't take it anymore -- you would rather not follow them at all then support a franchise with this owner in charge."


Simmons covers so much with this rule, it's hard to see how it wouldn't still apply. However, that being said, it does only apply to professional major league sports. Simmons unfortunately does not addresses fans of local minor league teams in this section. For example, you live in a town with a minor league team. You root for said team and its players. Are you supposed to discard your loyalty to the players as they move on? Or better yet, what if the major league affiliation of the minor league team changes? What if what was once a Royals Double-A team is now a Red Sox Triple-A team and you are a Yankee fan? Any suggestions?

20) "If you hail from New York, you can't root for the Yankees and the Mets."

This rule absolutely stands and is good for any and all state or city rivals. Can you imagine an Aggie saying "Well, it's ok that the Longhorns won, as long as we keep the National Championship in Texas"? Funk that. As a Florida State Seminole fan, I damn sure rooted for Ohio State in the BCS championship and UCLA in last year's basketball championship. Anyone who puts their team loyalty aside for the betterment of their state is a moron. Your state/city/town/region/community/village/commune/local gathering wins nothing. Your team wins everything.

Overall, most of Bill Simmons's rules are still applicable five years after their initial publication. I guess beneath the teen reality show references, the Godfather and Karate Kid quotes, and the yarns of J-Bug and Hench, there is a core of sports gospel in Simmons's writing that sports fans can and should be able to follow for years to come.


- Jordi

Miss Jenn Sterger: NASCAR Aristotle

By now, most people with an interest in sports or women know who Jenn Sterger is. For those who might not, Jenn Sterger is the world-famous FSU Cowgirl, The Facebook Princess, etc., etc., who rose to fame following a brief cameo in the 2005 Miami-FSU football telecast. Since becoming uber-popular throughout these Internets, Jenn has been featured on several web sites and in numerous magazines, to include Playboy and Maxim. She has even secured a job as an occasional columnist on SI.com.

For some reason, Jenn Sterger has always gotten my curiosity. And not just because I am a red-blooded American male. Yeah, she's cute, but so are thousands of other women around the Florida State campus. What interests me more than anything is what she has done with her fame. She has been able to parlay the attention given to her by Brent Musburger into guest appearances and a journalist job, and for that I say congratulations. Good job. I am definitely not the type to hate. Although some might criticize her or the culture that glorifies her, as a fellow Seminole, I tend think of her as the popular kid sister you acknowledge for being charismatic and as long as she doesn't embarrass the family, it's all good.

Among the many Internet sites featuring Jenn, few, if any, are more interesting than Jenn's personal blog. This blog covers her views on various subjects, from her opinion on Disney Land, her recollection of appearances past, to her New Year's Resolutions and feelings about Valentine's Day. Normally, these aren't that bad. When bored at work, they make for an interesting, if not informative, way to pass the time. From her posts, she seems quite interesting and even posts some pictures of herself for the non-literary inclined.

However, that being said, her most recent post falls far short of whatever expectations I may have had. As part of her employ with Sports Illustrated, Jenn has discussed her travels to various college sporting events and her parties with the respective student bodies. With her most recent trip to Syracuse cancelled due to inclement weather, SI's roving reporter took a trip to Daytona to witness the kick-off of the NASCAR season. Although I am not much of a NASCAR fan, I have to credit Jenn and her people with a good save. The Great American Race is popular, crowded, and relatively close to Tallahassee.

Unfortunately, all Jenn tells her readers about Daytona is that she was there. That's it. Instead of telling us about where she was (by the garages by the look of her pictures), or where she was sitting (in the infield somewhere, I would guess), or who she might have met or talked to, Jenn's blog entry attempts to teach the wrongs of cheating before drifting into the existential. According to Miss Sterger,

"The road of life isn't a straightaway: It’s got curves, bumps, and dead ends. The dead ends aren't there to discourage you, only to tell you that you've come as far as your predecessors have. The feeble minded will turn around thinking they made a wrong turn and go back to the monotony of their everyday lives never knowing what could have lay ahead. Others… the bolder models, will strike out, break away, and cut their own path. Sure, they could listen to the signs that tell them to turn around, or use caution… but what fun would that be?... Life was meant to be lived with a green flag, and those that pull the yellow-caution are only trying to slow you down."

This comparison continues for a couple more paragraphs, before concluding with,

"Maybe we should all stop driving the way the voice in the backseat tells us to, taking the roads they choose for us, and just leave the driving to a higher power. Sure, you can fight the pull of the car, but in the end ... who are you really kidding? Life’s funny like that, once you let go of the wheel ... you might just end up right where you belong."

I'm sorry, Jenn, but I have to throw the red flag on this. Using NASCAR as a simile for life is not only cliche, it's irresponsible writing. Where you could have brought the reader there, told them the experience, and wrote how Driver X fought through the pack and weaved and bobbed and persevered through adversity, and then how we could use Driver X as an example, you chose to jump directly into the easy vague "NASCAR is like Life" approach. For someone who was catapulted into fame by her image rather than descriptions, I hoped for more. "She's brunette, wears a cowgirl hat and a bikini, and looks hot," just doesn't do it. We, or maybe just I as a writer, need images, be they verbal or graphic. You can do better, Jenn.


- Jordi

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor?

For Seminole basketball, the end may have been when point guard Toney Douglas broke his hand on February 7th against the Clemson Tigers. After last night's 73-55 loss to the Maryland Terrapins the Seminoles have lost five in a row since Douglas was removed from the lineup, all against ACC rival teams.

How damaging has the loss of Douglas been? Since his injury, replacement Ralph Mims has averaged only 6.25 points per game compared to Douglas's 13.1 per when healthy. That difference (6.9 points per game) would have been enough to have won games against Boston College, Georgia Tech, and Virginia. If those games had been victories instead of losses, the Noles would be 8-6 in conference play, tied with Boston College for fourth in the ACC, half a game in back of Virginia, and trying on their March Madness dancing shoes.

However, what was supposed to be a week-long injury has turned into a two-week nightmare for the Seminoles. Although forward Al Thornton has continued playing like one of the best in the nation, there has been no one to step the scoring in Douglas's absence. The one exception, shooting guard Isaiah Swann, has upped his game only to the level of consistency, averaging over 15 a game, but is rarely the type of scorer who can take opponents off the dribble. As evidence, over 64% of Swann's shots since Douglas went out have been from beyond the arc. His inability to create his own shot has done little to free Thornton and open up the Seminole offense.

More of the blame for the Seminoles' recent woes may be the inability of small forward Jason Rich to step up in the place of Douglas. In the last five games, including the February 7th game against Clemson, Rich has averaged only 7.4 points per game, far below his season average of 10.5. Unacceptable when your third-leading scorer disappears following the removal of your second leading scorer from the lineup. If the Seminoles are to right their ship and make the NCAA tournament, Rich needs to fill Douglas's scoring absence.

Of the other Seminoles who could fill Douglas's shoes, most are either too inconsistent (Jerel Allen) or too inexperienced (Casaan Breeden, Uche Echefu, Josue Soto). Unless Toney Douglas pulls his best Willis Reed impersonation and plays with a broken hand, I don't see the Seminoles making the NCAA Tournament, despite their key victories against UF and Duke. A sad ending to the college career of Al Thornton, who came back for his senior year with the intent of leading the Noles to March glory.


- Jordi

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Dawn of Spring Mets Rant

With the Isiah Thomas Boycott nearing its 650th day and my Florida State Seminoles drifting closer to an NIT Tournament berth, I am slowly turning my attention towards the pop of the mitt, the crack of the bat, and the realization that baseball season has once again emerged from its winter slumber. As I was once a quality Little League pitcher, I am drawn to baseball more so than many. We share a bond, we who have played the game. We understand its intricacies, its nuances, its beautiful subtleties.

Ok, maybe I need to tone down the Robert DeNiro The Fan references. Anyway, this season will be my 20th following the Mets and I should have a lot to be excited about. Promising young players, ageless wonders, numerous established superstars. Lone gone are the days of Tim Bogar and Satoru Komiyama. Good riddance.

Every year, however, no matter how good their potential, I am always prepared for the worst. Being young and believing Bobby Bonilla was the savior ruined my positive outlook. This year is no different. As a courtesy to my loyal flock of readers, here is my continuing look at the Mets many off-season acquisitions (my first off-season Mets rant covering the Alou signing and the Vargas trade, etc. is here).

In reverse chronological order:

C Sandy Alomar Jr. signed to a minor league contract

Sandy Alomar, Jr.? Why? I think the Mets have become an elephant graveyard for old Latin ballplayers. First Andres Galarraga, now Sandy Alomar, Jr. I wouldn't be surprised if Minnie Minoso or Luis Tiant were signed sometime this year.

RP Marcos Carvajal acquired off waivers

Who?
According to baseball-reference.com, young Marcos is not the ex-former guitarist of the rock band P.O.D. (that would be Marcus Curiel). He is however, a pitcher who struck out 47 in only 52 innings with the Rockies back in 2005. Good. He also had a 5.09 ERA. Ouch.

SP Chan Ho Park signed as free agent

This might not be that bad of a signing. At first, I'll admit, I thought "Chan Ho Park, why? Just shoot me and get it over with." Didn't this guy have one year where he was absolutely terrible? Yes, in 2003, he had an ERA over 7. In seven games. Otherwise, he will give you 20-25 starts, approximately 150 innings, 10 wins, and an ERA around 5 almost every year. Not good, but not particularly bad for an end of rotation pitcher.

LF Ruben Sierra signed to a minor league contract

Ok, we get the point. Omar Minaya likes old Latin players like Wimpy likes hamburgers. "I'll pay two old Latin players tomorrow, for each one playing today."

SP Aaron Sele signed to a minor league contract

The American-born version of Chan Ho Park. Expect the same type of numbers. And his middle name is Helmer. Not the guy I want starting Game 7 of the World Series, but he could be a lot worse, he could be Wally Whitehurst.

(Off topic note: Before the 2002 season started I told ol' Zheke Snow to watch out for the Angels, as they just acquired Aaron Sele and I knew they were going to be tough. I predicted the Angels when no one else did. Sele didn't pitch exceptionally well that year, but the Angels did win the World Series. One of my best predictions of all-time.)

RPs Scott Schoeneweis and Jorge Sosa signed as free agents

I am taking both of these guys in one entry. I don't know too much about either of them, other than they have both been decent relievers/spot starters in their careers. Some people were a little curious when the Mets signed Schoenweis after letting Chad Bradford walk, but the last time the Mets had a "weis" on their roster, they won the World Series.

Infielder David Newhan signed to a one-year contract.

Take a look at David Newhan. Doesn't he look like the love-child of Ernest P. Worrell and Adam Sandler's buddy Alan Covert? Hopefully he plays the role of super utility guy well, knowwhutImean?

SP Eddie Kolb signed to one-day contract.

Ok, maybe not. But given the Mets' patchwork starting rotation, I wouldn't be too surprised if they took a page out of the 1899 Cleveland Spiders handbook and signed a cigar stand salesman off the street to pitch. Pitching eight innings in your major league debut doesn't look too bad these days. Allowing 18 hits and nine runs in those eight innings on the other hand - no good.

My prediction: the Mets will win between 90-93 games and repeat as NL East champs. Anything else depends on the right arm of one Pedro Martinez.


- Jordi

Monday, February 19, 2007

A Monday with Manson, Part 2

Today we welcome back independent wrestling superstar Bryan Manson. When we last saw Mr. Manson, he was mindlessly meandering through Mudville mauling midgets mercilessly. So with our full riot gear in tow, The Serious Tip attempted to find the truth behind the soon-to-be legend of Bryan Manson.
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The Serious Tip: Welcome back Mr. Manson. So let start off with an easy question, who would you love to face off with in the squared circle (past or present)?

Bryan Manson: Of all the wrestlers to ever work, I would love to wrestle against Bret Hart, circa 1990. His technical ability is among the best and he is the best there was, the best there is, and the best there ever will be ... Until I beat him.

The Serious Tip: I see that happening ... when Bret Hart is about 90. But I digress. So what are your top five all-time favorite matches?

Bryan Manson: Finally, a question where I can have more than one favorite. First any match with Masato Tanaka against Mike Awesome. Those guys put on a great show everytime. Then I would have to say D-Von & Bubba Ray, the Dudley Boyz, versus Kronus and Saturn, the Eliminators, in ECW. Great tag team match, not much tagging, but just a festival of double team moves and straight-out brawling. Then I would say the Undertaker against Mankind in the infamous Hell in a Cell Match. Decent wrestling, but the resolve of Mick Foley is an awesome thing. Second favorite match ever would be Eddie Guerrero against Dean Malenko in their last ECW match. It was two out of three falls and a great technical wrestling match, perhaps the best technical display ever. But my favorite match ever would have to be Rob Van Dam versus Jerry Lynn in ECW. Great match, high-flying, technical, hardcore, no dragging on, just action the whole time, by far the greatest match ever. ECW has always put on better wrestling throughout the company's lifetime, be it technical wrestling or the bloody brutality know as hardcore.

The Serious Tip: I almost lost count, did you just give about 10 different matches? So in your albeit limited short wrestling career what has been your best match?

Bryan Manson: So far, I would have to say my singles match against Nooie Lee. He is a great wrestler and I would love to wrestle him again in the near future, as it would be even better than the last one.

The Serious Tip: I think I have heard porn stars talk of each other the same way. Speaking of, do wrestlers have groupies? If so, what is the wrestler groupie scene like?

Bryan Manson: Wrestling groupies are referred to as Ring Rats, and if they do exist, they don't go to the shows I work. Believe me, if they wanted to do any of the wrestlers at my shows it would be me.

The Serious Tip: Umm … yeah. Speaking of women, who is the hottest female wrestler?

Bryan Manson: Well, until recently, I would've said Trish Stratus, due to her ample wrestling skills and ample breasts. But as she is no longer under the employ of WWE, I would say Mickie James. For some reason, the better the chick wrestles, the hotter she seems. Mickie James is a great wrestler and very easy on the eyes.

The Serious Tip: Mickie James, huh? I guess everyone is due their own opinion now that Stacy Keibler is under the employment of the Mouse. By the way, here at The Serious Tip we are such big admirers of Ms. Keibler (and hopefully she is an admirer of The Serious Tip) that I am going to post a picture of her and not your Mickie James. My site, my rules. But since this interview is about you, have you held any belts or won any championships yet?

Bryan Manson: I have held the 1st Class Pro Wrestling Tag Team Wrestling Championship as the Koffin Kidz with my partner, Jay Icon. Oh and it is with K's and Z's because that's how the kool kidz do it.

The Serious Tip: Those kooky krazy kool kidz. They need to get away from their eye-pods and their eBays and go outside and play a sport like jacks or cricket or wrestling. Er, is pro wrestling a sport?

Bryan Manson: Sport? No. Are wrestlers athletes? Yes.

The Serious Tip: Ok, that was a quick answer. You know, I remember back in the day there were some wrestlers who you knew looked like Barry Bonds with their thick necks and shriveled testicles (or so I’ve heard). Is steroids still a problem in pro wrestling?

Bryan Manson: Maybe back in the 1980s, but today, with all the information of abuse and all the legal products out there, I don't see a problem at all.

The Serious Tip: But you guys can still get hurt, right? What are the inherent dangers of pro wrestling?

Bryan Manson: Obviously bodily injury is a huge danger, as wrestlers are hitting and slamming each other, as well as leaping off of eight foot heights to concrete floors. Bones are easily broken, muscles torn, and bruises and cuts are plenty. The biggest danger, however, is stepping into the ring with Bryan Manson and not bringing your "A" game.

The Serious Tip: You got me skurred. So what is the biggest false stereotype people have of wrestling? Of wrestlers?

Bryan Manson: Well, either people believe wrestling is totally real or totally fake. That's the biggest stereotype by far. Some think that a DDT or a powerbomb will kill you. While they can be dangerous, if taken correctly a DDT is one of the tamest moves in all of wrestling.
But worse than that are the people who think chair shots don't hurt. People, the chairs are real and the hits are real. Oh yeah, and the blood is real. As far as stereotyping wrestlers, the most annoying is that wrestlers don't feel pain, or don't feel it as much. No, we do. We just know that pain is temporary. I still hurts, though.

The Serious Tip: Everybody knows pain is weakness leaving the body. Though here at The Serious Tip for some reason we never seem to run out of weakness, hence never-ending pain. So, final question, before I leave you to return to your handlers, why should people go see Bryan Manson?

Bryan Manson: To see the culmination of great training, years of hard work, and 287lbs of raw brutality and amazing talent. Simply put... to see the best.
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I'd like to thank Bryan Manson for spending some time with The Serious Tip. Next time though, Mr. Manson, please use the Febreeze after you leave a number two. It’s there for a reason. It stinks in here now.


- Jordi

Saturday, February 17, 2007

My Saturday Afternoon Viewing Adventure

Normally I don't post on Saturdays. It is my one day to do nothing, write nothing, and totally veg out. Ok, maybe play a little basketball, but that's it. Today however, I am compelled by the spirits of writing to put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard and share my Saturday afternoon viewing adventure.

Although I went to bed with the intent of running a local 5K, I woke up at 7:45 Saturday morning sadly lacking the pep and vigor needed to go running. After the TV weatherman announced the temperature was a cool 38 degrees, my mind was completely made up to return to bed for another five hours.

Around 1pm I re-emerged from my slumber, plopped on the couch, and turned on the TV. But what to watch? There had to be some college basketball on. I was sure Florida State was playing Virginia, but what channel was it on?

While scanning the channels and failing to find the FSU game, I did find some interesting shows.

Did you know SF Giants outfielder Ryan Klesko hosts a hunting show on The Outdoor Channel? What is that all about? Why Ryan Klesko? Apparently Ryan, who The Outdoor Channel calls "one of the best baseball players of his generation" (I guess Juan Uribe wasn't available), is an "avid outdoor enthusiast, spending much of his free time hunting, fishing, surfing and even gold prospecting". Why a guy who made 9 million in 2006 needs to find money in rivers and streams is beyond me. Anyway ...

Cruising past The Adventures of Ryan Klesko, I stopped for a few moments on Bibleman. For those who have never had the experience of watching Bibleman, let me briefly summarize: Bibleman, played by Willie Aames, a.k.a. "Charles in Charge" actor Buddy Lembeck, is a Bible-quoting superhero who tells kids how they can be closer to God. A well-meaning show, I guess. But what really made me chuckle, besides the fact that Bibleman wears his superhero outfit everywhere he goes, was the names of other characters, Cypher and Ludicrous. I wonder how many of the religious producers and actors affiliated with the show realize the humor there.

For those not in the know, Ludicrous (spelled differently, of course) is one of the best-selling rappers on the charts today and writer of the classic hip-hop anthem "Move Bitch" and Cypher, for those not in touch with their illegal narcotic rhetoric, means "the cycle in which drugs (mainly weed) are being passed". So now when you are watching Half Baked and Dave Chappelle says "Don't break the cypher", you know what he means. Breaking the cypher is bad manners. Puff, puff, pass. Anything less might get you shot. And these are the people in Bibleman's neighborhood. But I digress.

Well, after all my channel surfing, I finally found the FSU-Virginia game. Another stellar performance by Al Thorton, who scored 30 and pulled down 16 rebounds, yet another close defeat for the Seminoles, who have lost four in a row. I've already started praying to the tourney gods as FSU needs a miracle if they think they are going to be playing in the Big Dance. Maybe they need to call Ryan Klesko or Bibleman. Or those maybe those defensive experts from the Sonic commercials. I'm sure they could help.

By the way, I have to agree with TheBigLead, Yesica Toscanini is the most beautiful of the SI bikini models.

- Jordi

Friday, February 16, 2007

Ron Artest pet care methods used in Vegas

I know I should have been a lot sadder about this story than I was initially. According to CNN, a Las Vegas pet shelter was forced to euthanize nearly 1,000 dogs and cats due to overcrowding.

I apologize. I am a sick, sick person who watches and reads about sports far too often. As I read this report, and learned about the horrible conditions of these poor puppies and kittens, in the back of my mind I wondered if Ron Artest was involved. Then, instead saying "Aww, the poor puppies and little kittens," I thought, "Well, Las Vegas had to clear room for guests of the NBA's All-Star weekend somehow." Even worse, my third thought was "Hey, now they have a cell block ready in case Stephen Jackson decides to 'dump' in Vegas this weekend." Only then did I think of the puppies and the kittens.
The poor puppies and kittens.
May they all rest in peace with Barbaro.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

SportsCenter 100K

Last Sunday, on February 11, ESPN aired its 30,000th SportsCenter. As ESPN is always quick to mention, the first SportsCenter aired on Sept 7, 1979. This milestone in great American sports programming began two days prior to my 2nd birthday. SportsCenter eventually grew to average more than 1,000 episodes per year, enabling the program to air its 30,000th show nearly seven months prior to my 30th birthday.

So how did the SportsCenter broadcasts pass me so quickly? After dusting off my old high school calculator, I decided to crunch the numbers. I discovered that in the duration between SportsCenter 1 and SportsCenter 10K, on December 2, 1988, there were 2.96 SportsCenter airings per day. How this was, I am not sure, as ESPN did not begin airing a second daily SportsCenter until January 1, 1982.

From SportsCenter 10K to SportsCenter 20K, on May 17, 1998, there were 2.9 SportsCenter airings per day, curiously less per day than the previous 10K, and even more curious considering a third daily SportsCenter began airing on August 20, 1990.

On Aug 25, 2002, ESPN aired SportsCenter 25K. With the addition of a fourth daily SportsCenter beginning April 6, 1999, the average amount of SportsCenters per day increased to 3.2. Again there would be another decline in daily SportsCenters as ESPN broadcasting averaged only 3.06 SportsCenter airings per day from SportsCenter 25K to SportsCenter 30K on February 11, 2007. By the way, if anyone can explain how the amount of SportsCenters per day drop on occasion, please let me know.

After doing all that math, I began to wonder, barring accident, injury, or a game of global thermonuclear war gone awry, will I live long enough to see the 100,000th airing of SportsCenter? Using the most recent average of SportsCenter airings per day (3.06), SportsCenter should pass its remaining 5K milestones on the following dates:

SportsCenter 35K – July 29, 2011
SportsCenter 40K – January, 16, 2016
SportsCenter 45K – July 4, 2020
SportsCenter 50K – December 22, 2024
SportsCenter 55K – June 9, 2029
SportsCenter 60K – November 27, 2033
SportsCenter 65K – May 15, 2038
SportsCenter 70K – November 2, 2042
SportsCenter 75K – April 20, 2047
SportsCenter 80K – October 8, 2051
SportsCenter 85K – March 26, 2056
SportsCenter 90K – September 13, 2060
SportsCenter 95K – March 3, 2065
SportsCenter 100K – August 21, 2069

August 21, 2069. I will be 91 years old. Living to see SportsCenter 100K is my new long term goal. Remembering what I watched at 91 years old, however, may be a whole other issue.


- Jordi

More Life and Times of Big Jelly

A few months ago, I wrote a post on one of my favorite all-time college basketball players, Nigel "Big Jelly/ Big Firm" Dixon, formerly of the Florida State Seminoles and Western Kentucky Hilltoppers. As one of my more interesting posts, research on Nigel Dixon took me to web sites from several countries, including Greece and Korea; and with nearly 1,000 visitors and several comments, The Life and Times of Big Jelly became one of my most popular posts.

Well, it is with great excitement that I can say Nigel Dixon is again one step away from playing in the NBA. The Sioux Falls Skyforce, an NBA Developmental League affiliate of the Detroit Pistons and Minnesota Timberwolves, signed Nigel and former Miami Hurricane Robert Hite this past Monday.

This is Nigel's second stint with both the "D-League" and the Detroit Pistons organization. Although by playing in the D-League, Nigel's chances of making an NBA roster have increased, his chances of making the Detroit Pistons are probably quite small since the Pistons' recent acquisition of former NBA all-star Chris Webber. On the other hand, the odds of seeing Big Jelly in a Minnesota Timberwolves jersey are much more promising as current T-Wolves center/forward Eddie Griffin has often recently battled the long arm of the law. If Griffin is released due to his legal troubles, we could see the dawn of the Big Jelly/ Big Firm Era in the NBA.

Update: In his Sioux Falls Skyforce debut, Nigel Dixon played 15 minutes, scored 5 points and grabbed 5 rebounds.

As we always do 'round the way, I have to give mad props to ol' Stu for the heads up on this.


- Jordi

Monday, February 12, 2007

A Monday with Manson

As Mitch Albom once spent his Tuesdays with Morrie, here at The Serious Tip I am spending the next two Mondays posting my recent email interview with someone of a far different breed. Someone far more intimidating, scarier, and who wears more make-up than Albom's elderly mentor. From the ranks of Florida's independent wrestling scene, I bring to you Bryan Manson.

(P.S. I know pro wrestling isn't considered a sport in some circles, but it is the ides of mid-February. Not exactly the most exciting time in the sports calendar.)
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The Serious Tip: Greetings Mr. Manson. So where does Bryan Manson come from? Are you the love spawn of Charles Manson?

Bryan Manson: Bryan Manson hails from the dark, twisted alleys of the mean streets of Winnipeg, Manitoba. That's in Canada for all you geographically challenged morons out there. Oh wait. I forgot. You morons are known as Americans.

The Serious Tip: Ummm... ok. Nice third person reference there. Well, then explain the origins of Bryan Manson.

Bryan Manson: Before the dawn of the universe, there was darkness. Darkness has persisted throughout the Ages of Man. From this darkness comes Bryan Manson... that sounded cool.

The Serious Tip: Very existential. Let's try another route. How did Bryan Manson become a wrestler?

Bryan Manson: Within every man, woman, and child is a desire to destroy. To rend and maim our fellow man. I simply chose to hone my skill under the tutelage of renowned Florida Independent Wrestling Trainer Bam Bam Mancuso at the Florida Exteme Westling House of Pain School of Professional Wrestling in Melbourne, Florida, which can be reached at (321)432-1020 or online at www.floridaextremewrestling.com/school.

The Serious Tip: (coughs)shameless plug(cough)

Bryan Manson: Gesundheit.

The Serious Tip: What is Bryan Manson's character? How does that fit in pro wrestling?

Bryan Manson: Bryan Manson is the seemingly mindless brute controlled by his Dark Masters, Rico Moon & the Black Widow. He has many quasi-Satanic elements in his character, adding to his "dark" and "evil" image. He is also a bit of prankster, showing a touch of humor, but when things don't go his way, he is quick to anger. Pro wrestling is a great venue for larger-than-life characters, so Bryan Manson is a perfect fit. Then again, fans are fickle, so if the evil character isn't getting enough attention, it might be time for a change.

The Serious Tip: A change?

Bryan Manson: Dropping the evilness and going with a character that both appeals to the fans and fits myself as well. I'm not one for today's rap music, so you can forget a Gangsta Manson, but something a little less evil, more working-class metalhead is highly possible.

The Serious Tip: That's a shame. I like those hippity-hoppity rappin' wrestlers. So what is your wrestling style? Do you destroy your opponents like the centipede, the snake, the scorpion, the lizard, or the toad?

Bryan Manson: I describe my style as Global. I use different moves from various styles. If my opponent is assaulting me with uppercuts and haymakers, I employ my own brutal brawling technique. If my foe is using submission holds and suplexes, I counter with my own technical prowess. However, the inverse works best with larger or quicker wrestlers, respectively. I use power moves on smaller wrestlers and quicker moves on larger wrestlers.

The Serious Tip: So there ain't no father to your style, kinda like the Ol' Dirty Bastard. However, because I think you kinda have to emulate someone, who is Bryan Manson's all-time favorite wrestler? Hopefully it is not Jimmy the King from Ready to Rumble.

Bryan Manson: Wow... that's a tough one. There are many wrestlers who I enjoy to watch and have influenced my own wrestling, but of all-time, my favorite would have to be the British Bulldog Davey Boy Smith. His combination of power and agility not only made his matches enjoyable, but influences my style and challenges me to improve.

The Serious Tip: Favorite current wrestler? Kevin Federline, perhaps?

Bryan Manson: As far as today's wrestlers go, I would have a tie between Carlito and Shelton Benjamin. Both men are fairly early in their careers and, with their talents, have extremely bright futures.
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To know more about this wrestling phenom, check out The Serious Tip’s next Monday with Manson next week. Of course, I will be posting other news and commentary throughout the week, so stay tuned and thanks for swinging by.


- Jordi

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

256.25 schillings will get you a ticket to the Hall of Fame

In introducing his recent ESPN.com article on the staying power of baseball's most senior pitchers, writer Sean McAdams makes the assumption Boston Red Sox right-hander Curt Shilling is a future baseball Hall of Famer. But is that true? I am not so sure.

Curt Schilling has been a good, if not great, pitcher since 2001. He has won 20 games or more three times, pitched over 200 innings four times, and averaged over a strikeout an inning. Now, although I am far from a baseball statistician, those are Hall of Fame caliber numbers. Add to the fact Schilling started this run in his mid-30s and his accomplishments become all the more impressive.

However, when judging a player's Hall of Fame potential it is imperative to examine his entire body of work. Schilling has pitched in the major leagues since 1988. During that time, he has won over 10 games only 10 times, the same amount of times as Dwight Gooden and three times fewer than David Wells. Gooden's Hall of Fame chances are pretty much nil and Wells will not be considered a serious Hall of Fame candidate anywhere outside of the Bronx. For his entire body of work, these are Curt Schilling's contemparies.

Of the other elderly hurlers McAdam discusses (Roger Clemens, Greg Maddux, Jamie Moyer, Tom Glavine and Randy Johnson), Clemens, Maddux, and Johnson are sure-fire future inductees. Glavine will join them, but I believe he needs to get his 300th to solidify his candidacy. That should happen in 2007. Moyer, although he has pitched effectively with a high-school fastball since the days of Willie Mays, has never had Hall of Fame numbers.

This brings us back to Schilling. According to baseball-reference.com, Schilling's average season is 14-9 with a 3.44 ERA in 220 innings. Again using Gooden as a reference, Dr. K's average season was 15-9 with a 3.51 ERA in 226 innings. Pretty similar.

Not to campaign for Dwight Gooden, but I don't believe Curt Schilling will be able to put together a resume fit for the Baseball Hall of Fame when he retires. If he ever retires.


- Jordi

(P.S. 256.25 schillings = $14.50 admission x 1.29 dollars to euros x 13.7 schillings to euros)

Monday, February 5, 2007

Wanted: Mascot Handler (Apply Within)

Did you lose all your money betting on Rex Grossman? Need some additional income so you don't have to pawn off your kids? Are you interested in an exciting career in entertainment? Do you love sports? Can you restrain a seven foot tall pseudo-animal from mauling fans? Then The Serious Tip has the job for you.

According to the official job site of Major League Baseball, the Cleveland Indians are seeking two mascot handlers to work with Slider, the Indians' mascot. These lucky individuals will "generate excitement and entertainment throughout the Ballpark and surrounding areas." Sounds great, right?

Unfortunately, as with many job listings, the job of mascot handler carries with it many unlisted responsibilities.

Ever wonder who feeds the mascot? Who watches the mascot while the team is on the road? Who is the first person looked at when the mascot inexplicably attacks an innocent fan? The mascot handler, of course.

The life of a mascot handler is not quite as glorious as the Cleveland Indians describe. Do you think mascots were born cheering for the home team? And who do you think cleans up when a mascot forgets his potty training?

A mascot handler must train a mascot to behave appropriately, no matter what team or element they represent. The job is not just one of brute enforcement, but one of subtleness. Prior to even being considered, mascot handlers must be well-versed in Pavlovian training techniques. Years of training goes into ensuring mascots don't root for the wrong team. All that training can be all for not in moments with one bad incident. Of course, the pressure facing mascot handlers is much greater now more than ever due to several embarrassing incidents between mascots and fans or coaches.

Being a mascot handler is hard work. While the team is on the road, your responsibilities are to care and maintain the mascot. Few people realize the energy needed to groom, feed, and keep a mascot entertained. The mascot handler is also responsible for the mascot's fitness program and may often have to run stairs with the mascot in the off-season.

Sadly, mascot handlers get little credit in the success of a mascot. Like other types of managers in the entertainment industry, mascot handlers are often ignored when a mascot achieves a high level of success. Many mascots, such as The Famous Chicken, have left their team-affiliated handlers and ventured solo, becoming more general "sports mascots". Others, such as former Montreal Expos mascot Youppi, have negotiated their own contracts with other organizations and moved on without bringing their former handlers. Of course, considering the absent-mindedness of many mascots, we may never see a mascot handler nominated into the Mascot Hall of Fame, although without a handler's loving guidance, every mascots could have ended up in the Orphanage of Cast-Off Mascots.

Finally, before considering a career as a mascot handler, keep in mind an emotional attachment may occur between handler and mascot. Like any pet, caring for a mascot becomes a labor of love. Mascot handlers must continuously remind themselves that being a mascot handler is a profession, and the mascot does not belong to the handler, but to the people. And if the mascot passes away or is killed on their watch, they must be strong and move on. Although some mascots are still cheered in death as they were in life, a mascot handler must be prepared to train the next generation of Phillie Phanatics, Sliders, or Mr. Mets.

Still interested? Apply to be Slider's mascot handler here.


- Jordi

Sunday, February 4, 2007

Just playin' in the rain

I know I will have failed my millions and millions of loyal readers if I didn't post something about the Super Bowl. That is why you are here, right? You don't want to know Sun Ming Ming scored eight points, grabbed four rebounds, and blocked three shots in his Nighthawk debut Saturday night, or that Florida State beat Duke in Cameron Indoor Stadium in an absolutely exciting down-to-the-wire 68-67 nailbiter Sunday afternoon.

No, you want to read something Super Bowl related. Well, besides the fact that I predicted the game earlier in the day (Colts by 12, you don't have to believe me), I thought the game was quite ugly and then boring and then was over. Congratulations to the Colts, Peyton Manning, their fans (especially this really smoking hot bartender in my town who is a Colts fan), but after the Saints were eliminated and the Colts finally beat the Patriots, I thought the Super Bowl was anti-climactic.

That being said, I did enjoy the halftime show. I had no idea what to expect from Prince but he was really good. Dude was jamming on the guitar even if he did surprisingly break out into a Foo Fighters song. Hopefully this not only leads to a widespread return of the fatal flying guitar solo, but marks the complete and utter end of boy-bands and pop princesses in halftime performances. This Super Bowl was the third or fourth in a row where a good ol' rock and roll has entertained the masses between the halves. I would make a case to put a fan-friendly rapper like LL Cool J or Jay-Z in there, but unfortunately rap live isn't that good.

Besides his intricate guitar work, I also enjoyed Prince's inclusion of the Florida A&M Marching 100 in his halftime extravaganza. Very pleasant surprise. Having spent six years in Tallahassee I had the pleasure of seeing the Marching 100 live and they put on a really great show. Good to see FAMU representing.

Although game was dull and the commercials equally mediocre (especially that Power Rangers-esque one with the dino-monster thing, what was that?), the Super Bowl was fortunately announced by CBS and not FOX and Prince and the Marching 100 put on a good show. Overall, I give the Super Bowl a "C". Average.

Better luck next year.

Oh yeah, go Seminoles.

- Jordi

Friday, February 2, 2007

The Sun Ming Ming rises in Maryland

Dear readers of The Serious Tip,

I have great breaking news (unless of course you read about this on deadspin, the Washington Post, or other far more respected media outlets): The Serious Tip's favorite 7-foot 9-inch soon-to-be basketball superstar Sun Ming Ming has signed with the Maryland Nighthawks of the American Basketball Association. You might remember Sun Ming Ming from previous posts on The Serious Tip here and here. Well, he is movin' on up like George and Weezy.

By signing with the Nighthawks (for free, according to Dan Steinberg), Sun Ming Ming joins a squad only 2.5 games back in the ABA's Blue Central Division. As an added bonus, Sun Ming Ming will be playing alongside (the other) "White Chocolate" Randy Gill, winner of MTV's Magic Johnson "Who Got Game" contest. Gill, like three other Nighthawks, hails from Bowie State University, which unfortunately I have never heard of. Despite the obscurity of their pasts, I see Gill and Sun Ming Ming forming a bond not unlike that of Andre the Giant and Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka. Unless of course, that fine Asian girl from the Nighthawks Dance Team steals Sun Ming Ming's heart before he steps on the court.

Then all bets are off.

Either way, congrats and good luck, Big Man. Congrats and good luck.


- Jordi