Monday, September 10, 2007
Reason #1,538,952,241 That Life Is Unfair...
NFL.com is reporting that Mike Brown has suffered yet another season-ending injury.
While Lovie Smith will not confirm this until he has a chance to sit down with him, I am guessing it is pretty much correct.
How depressing. Pete says he is injury-prone, which is true to an extent. I personally feel like it is bad luck. I mean, yesterday's injury was more a result of being hog collared down by a man twice the size of him on a cheating cheater of a play.
But it is even more depressing when you read the post-game story from yesterday. Here are a few quotes from the Chicago Tribune:
All I know is that he is undoubtably the leader of that defense, as displayed by playing an unbelievable game yesterday. An interception, fumble recovery, a key pass breakup, and some great tackles--he was playing like a man possessed, the most excited guy in the world to be able to be on the field. Then this happens. Just awful.
As someone who has met Mike and been around him in person, I could not possibly feel worse for a guy. He is a special player, and a special person. And this shit happens to him.
All the while, a guy who STABBED A MAN IN THE BACK--literally--not only gets to play every week, but he's one of the biggest stars in football. Unbelievable.
While Lovie Smith will not confirm this until he has a chance to sit down with him, I am guessing it is pretty much correct.
How depressing. Pete says he is injury-prone, which is true to an extent. I personally feel like it is bad luck. I mean, yesterday's injury was more a result of being hog collared down by a man twice the size of him on a cheating cheater of a play.
But it is even more depressing when you read the post-game story from yesterday. Here are a few quotes from the Chicago Tribune:
But as Brown talked about the sprained left knee he suffered against the Chargers on Sunday, his mouth quivered. He broke down.
"We're holding out a little hope, but right now it doesn't look too good," Brown said. "It's a sprained knee right now, but it doesn't look too good. It's a shame. It hurts my feelings really bad."
Then Brown's emotions got the best of him. Teammate Charles Tillman waved the television cameras away so Brown could have his peace.
Safety Danieal Manning was choked up about it. He paused for a few minutes before talking about a player he admires.
"Mike doesn't want us to feel sorry for him," Manning said. "He can't get a break. Mike, he showed me a lot today. Just being out there, all those injuries. And even after he got injured, he still came back to the sideline and cheered us on.
"When you see Mike play, that's how you want to play football. When I go out there on the field, I want to play like him."
All I know is that he is undoubtably the leader of that defense, as displayed by playing an unbelievable game yesterday. An interception, fumble recovery, a key pass breakup, and some great tackles--he was playing like a man possessed, the most excited guy in the world to be able to be on the field. Then this happens. Just awful.
As someone who has met Mike and been around him in person, I could not possibly feel worse for a guy. He is a special player, and a special person. And this shit happens to him.
All the while, a guy who STABBED A MAN IN THE BACK--literally--not only gets to play every week, but he's one of the biggest stars in football. Unbelievable.
Labels: Chicago Bears, Chicago Tribune, Life Sucks, Mike Brown, NFL.com, Ray Lewis
Friday, August 31, 2007
Rick Morrissey: Slightly Humorous Chicago Columnist Makes Light Of Creighton, MVC
Rick Morrissey is a decent columnist for the Chicago Tribune, and I saw this little gem in today's column:
Here's the catch: is he making fun of Creighton and the Mo Valley? Or Cub fans?
I would guess probably a little bit of both.
The Cubs might be only four games above .500, good enough for the nether regions of the other two NL divisions, but they're in first place in the Central. They could be in first place in the Missouri Valley Conference, and Cubs fans would be excited about Creighton coming to town.
Here's the catch: is he making fun of Creighton and the Mo Valley? Or Cub fans?
I would guess probably a little bit of both.
Labels: Chicago Cubs, Chicago Tribune, Creighton, Missouri Valley Conference, Rick Morrissey
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Major Newspapers agree...Omaha is awesome.
O! what an aritcle, npgage! Your hometown Chicago Tribune is spelling out all the reasons you need to move back...below is a snippet.
There was also an even better article in the New York Times very recently, called "Omaha's Culture Club."
O! for Omaha
A wealth of surprises in a city with a heart
By Robert CrossTribune staff reporterPublished September 24, 2006
OMAHA -- Tentative showers cast a pall over the last remaining minutes of the downtown lunch hour.I had seen downtowns like this before--modern towers casting shadows on a few surviving Greek Revival and Neo-Gothic old-timers. At that time of day, the sidewalks had all but emptied. A lot of the cafes there open only for breakfast and lunch, and those were preparing to close.Surely Warren Buffett was out there somewhere making money, and that's always exciting. But I had been led to believe downtown Omaha also had a lively side, an enclave called the Old Market.There, said the booster Web sites and tourist brochures, one could find unique little shops, fine dining, street life, plenty of bars and apartment lofts--most of those housed in former warehouses and factories.The closest old quaint thing in my line of sight, however, was the Flatiron Cafe, a designer-touched eatery wedged into the pointed end of--what else?--a flat-iron building. I was led to believe the Flatiron was a part of the Old Market scene, but its surroundings appeared to be nothing but warrens for Office Depot clientele.Anyway, the Flatiron still served lunch. Black-clad servers brought my vegetable/lentil soup and salmon salad. Everything about the restaurant whispered sophistication. So where could I find the rest of that touted Old Market ambience?It turned out I had undershot my mark by a few hundred yards. My hotel, the Redick Plaza, is, like the Flatiron, just off the western fringes of the Old Market district, across Harney Street from the Orpheum Theater. The theater springs to life in autumn, but this happened to be summer, so the Orpheum neighborhood lacked cultural pizzazz.By turning my back on the financial institutions, etc. and walking two blocks east, I found the city's throbbing pulse. For years, Omaha has marched in the forefront of an urban trend--the preservation, revival and repurposing of buildings that otherwise would sink into decrepitude.The brick walls of Old Market structures bear the faded signs of long-ago occupants and advertisers: Anheuser-Busch beer depot, the Millard Block, Omaha Bemis Bag Co., Skinner Macaroni, Hotel Howard, that sort of thing. Mundane back then, nostalgic/cute today.Interiors work as clothing boutiques, restaurants, book stores, jewelry stores, antique emporia, art galleries, flower shops, bakeries, taverns, theater companies and apartments.Deep in the heart of the Midwest, verging on Great Plains, a hearty segment of the 415,000 Omaha residents insist on all the metropolitan amenities. They refuse categorization as fly-over rubes.That's understandable, because workers typically occupy cubicle farms, rather than tractor seats. Omaha boasts an impressive collection of big-league businesses.Heard of Berkshire Hathaway? No? Well, GEICO Insurance and Dairy Queen are but two of its many subsidiaries. The holding company, headed by Buffett, also owns significant stakes in American Express, Coca-Cola, Gillette, Wells Fargo and the Washington Post. ConAgra (think Chef Boyardee, Orville Redenbacher popcorn and almost everything else in your fridge or pantry) operates a handsome headquarters campus on Omaha's Missouri River riverfront.Other household names: Union Pacific, Mutual of Omaha. And don't ignore Peter Kiewit Sons' Inc., the huge construction and mining firm.
There was also an even better article in the New York Times very recently, called "Omaha's Culture Club."
O! for Omaha
A wealth of surprises in a city with a heart
By Robert CrossTribune staff reporterPublished September 24, 2006
OMAHA -- Tentative showers cast a pall over the last remaining minutes of the downtown lunch hour.I had seen downtowns like this before--modern towers casting shadows on a few surviving Greek Revival and Neo-Gothic old-timers. At that time of day, the sidewalks had all but emptied. A lot of the cafes there open only for breakfast and lunch, and those were preparing to close.Surely Warren Buffett was out there somewhere making money, and that's always exciting. But I had been led to believe downtown Omaha also had a lively side, an enclave called the Old Market.There, said the booster Web sites and tourist brochures, one could find unique little shops, fine dining, street life, plenty of bars and apartment lofts--most of those housed in former warehouses and factories.The closest old quaint thing in my line of sight, however, was the Flatiron Cafe, a designer-touched eatery wedged into the pointed end of--what else?--a flat-iron building. I was led to believe the Flatiron was a part of the Old Market scene, but its surroundings appeared to be nothing but warrens for Office Depot clientele.Anyway, the Flatiron still served lunch. Black-clad servers brought my vegetable/lentil soup and salmon salad. Everything about the restaurant whispered sophistication. So where could I find the rest of that touted Old Market ambience?It turned out I had undershot my mark by a few hundred yards. My hotel, the Redick Plaza, is, like the Flatiron, just off the western fringes of the Old Market district, across Harney Street from the Orpheum Theater. The theater springs to life in autumn, but this happened to be summer, so the Orpheum neighborhood lacked cultural pizzazz.By turning my back on the financial institutions, etc. and walking two blocks east, I found the city's throbbing pulse. For years, Omaha has marched in the forefront of an urban trend--the preservation, revival and repurposing of buildings that otherwise would sink into decrepitude.The brick walls of Old Market structures bear the faded signs of long-ago occupants and advertisers: Anheuser-Busch beer depot, the Millard Block, Omaha Bemis Bag Co., Skinner Macaroni, Hotel Howard, that sort of thing. Mundane back then, nostalgic/cute today.Interiors work as clothing boutiques, restaurants, book stores, jewelry stores, antique emporia, art galleries, flower shops, bakeries, taverns, theater companies and apartments.Deep in the heart of the Midwest, verging on Great Plains, a hearty segment of the 415,000 Omaha residents insist on all the metropolitan amenities. They refuse categorization as fly-over rubes.That's understandable, because workers typically occupy cubicle farms, rather than tractor seats. Omaha boasts an impressive collection of big-league businesses.Heard of Berkshire Hathaway? No? Well, GEICO Insurance and Dairy Queen are but two of its many subsidiaries. The holding company, headed by Buffett, also owns significant stakes in American Express, Coca-Cola, Gillette, Wells Fargo and the Washington Post. ConAgra (think Chef Boyardee, Orville Redenbacher popcorn and almost everything else in your fridge or pantry) operates a handsome headquarters campus on Omaha's Missouri River riverfront.Other household names: Union Pacific, Mutual of Omaha. And don't ignore Peter Kiewit Sons' Inc., the huge construction and mining firm.
Labels: Birch Needs To Move Back, Chicago Tribune, New York Times, Omaha
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