Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Cold Coach = Victory


On ESPN.COM's Page 2, there is always a great assortment of quotes, quips, and interesting analysis, often not directly involving what is happening "ON" the field. I love reading The Sports Guy, Bill Simmons, and have quoted him on this blog before. Gregg Easterbrook is also a fav, writing a lengthy but very interesting weekly column entitled the "Tuesday Morning Quarterback." I was, shall I say, scrolling through the article this morning when I came across commentary that I had thought just hours before - WHY IS MIKE SINGLETARY WEARING SUCH A HUGE COAT DURING THE 49ers/SEAHAWKS GAME?

Ready to call the defense, or climb K2

Yes, the Pacific Northwest is suffering from an unusual spell. However, the game time temperature at Qwest Field was still around 35 degrees, or 2 celcius. This is not an arctic blizzard. I vividly remember seeing Singletary and thinking, "His players must think it's really cold if he's wearing that... and it probably does affect their play!"

You see, cold is an enemy of all football players. Let me make this perfectly clear: NO ONE likes playing in the cold. Even Brett Favre, the ultimate "cold weather QB," was once quoted as saying that he "hates the cold just as much as the next guy." He only pretended to like it to increase his chances of winning. Same goes for those lineman that come out in Saskatchewan in November wearing just T-Shirts -- it's ALL MENTAL.

That being said, the Tuesday Morning Quarterback hit the nail on the head with Easterbrook's observation of this weekend's NFL action. I quote:

As snow begins to fall, TMQ's immutable law, Cold Coach = Victory, comes into play. The kickoff temperature was 37 degrees in New Jersey on Sunday, and Phillips was so overdressed in a heavy ski parka apparently intended for a Maine mountaineering camp, he looked like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man. Meanwhile, Giants coach Tom Coughlin looked manly in a varsity jacket. The team with the manly looking coach prevailed. With a kickoff temperature of 35 degrees in Seattle, Mike Singletary was dressed in what appeared to be a North Sea oil rig worker's survival suit, while the Seahawks' Jim Mora the Younger looked manly in a varsity jacket. If the coach acts afraid of 35 degrees, what message does that send his players? Cold Coach = Victory. Ridiculous K-2 Ascent Gear ⊰ Victory.

Cold Coach = Victory

It even rang true in the Civil War (Oregon-Oregon State Version, not Gettysberg. I have no information on the dress of their generals. Actually I could find it, but it would take forever and then I'd have to also google the weather on that ill-fated day and chances of finding that are slim to none.)

Reader Comments: Chris Brill of Phoenix wrote to me early in the Civil War contest, "I'm watching Oregon versus Oregon St. right now and I already know who is going to win. Its below 30 degrees and Chip Kelly is wearing what looks like a thin wind breaker, with no gloves. Oregon St head coach Mike Riley looks pretty comfortable in his ski jacket. Cold Coach=Victory. I'll go with Oregon."

Two other great non-game action facts of note from TMQ:

Disclaimer of the Week: Recently I bought a United Airlines ticket at the United Web site. The "fare restrictions" warning was 6,679 words. The United States Constitution is 4,427 words.

Winston Smith Opens Sports P.R. Agency: Tim Graham reports the Bills have photoshopped Dick "Cheerio, Chaps" Jauron out of team pictures, as if he never existed. Maybe he didn't! Maybe the Bills should interview Nikolai Yezhov for their coaching vacancy.


God Bless the Internet. And great work Gregg!

~ J. Twice

Monday, December 7, 2009

I'm 30

No pictures. No funny jokes.

Today, December 7th, 2009, I turned 30.

Not excited.

Jason

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Zona stuns USC, finishes 2nd in the Pac

My Alma mater, the University of Arizona Wildcats just pulled off a stunning 21-17 victory over the USC Trojans in the LA Coliseum. The victory clinches 2nd place finish in the Pac-10 and a berth in the Holiday Bowl. Unlike the Oregon game which I watched in a packed bar in New York, this time I was cheering solo in my house is Seattle. Here's how it went down when Zona clinched it:



The last time the Cats made the trip to San Diego I was a true freshman in 1998, and we pulled of a victory over Nebraska. It was an incredible memory!

Congratulations to Coach Stoops and all the Wildcats on a fantastic finish. See you in San Diego!

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Tuesday, December 1, 2009

The ironic 13th man




Oh, the irony.

The 97th Grey Cup was played this past weekend to determine the Canadian Football League champion. The game matched the Saskatchewan Roughriders taking on the Montreal Allouttes, and was one of the closest championship finales in recent memory... Other than of course the 2005 final when my Eskimos won the Ring in double OT.

The Roughriders notoriously have the most passionate fans in the CFL, which is easy to explain when your field is named after a fertilizer company. Face it - there's just not that much to do on the plains. So taking their cue from the Oakland Raiders (you knew there'd be a tie in), these green crazies routinely put watermelons on their head and call themselves the 13th man... As normal Canadian teams play with 12.

I say normal because the 13th man is actually what LOST the Roughriders this game. With just a few seconds left and trailing by 2, the Als lined up for a potential game winning 47 yard field goal. The clock struck zero and the kick sailed wide - which should have won the game for Riders. The only problem, the Riders were flagged for having TOO MANY MEN on the field! Yes, at that moment the 13th man really was a nightmare!

After moving up 10 yards, the Als easily made the kick and were crowned Grey Cup champions. No word on exactly how that guy pictures above felt as he looked at his sign...

J. Twice

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Sunday, November 29, 2009

Griffith Observatory

Los Angeles in the early orange glow

I woke up early last Tuesday for some "magic hour" photography as the sun came up over Los Angeles. After a two minute google search, I settled on the Griffith Observatory Park just north of downtown, and wasn't disappointed. Here's a couple shots... enjoy!

Another sunny day in California

But California is all about the beach, so I thought I'd do my own "footprint" photo.

~ J. Twice

Friday, November 27, 2009

How NOT to catch a mouse

Act 1: Capture the Invader

With a mouse in the house, it was up to our fearless heroes to bring him in. Lucky for us, Chad was quick on the draw!



Act 2: The Great Escape

After safely capturing our intruder, a slight lack of concentration created an opportunity for a daring escape. Or as Chad would put it, "Jason, what were you thinking?!"


Act 3: Regroup

The heroes track the mouse to the closet and plan for a second attempt, this time in the closet. Carefully note the teamwork and positive encouragement within our fearless gang.



Act 4, Scene 2: On the move

The moment is here - will our quick handed friends be able to capture the furry villain? Stay tuned!


Act 5: The Final Move

They've battled over carpet, behind couches, and in the closet. Time is running out and it all comes down to this!


With our mouse STILL in the house, stay tuned for the Sequel...

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Thursday, November 26, 2009

Crazy games

Not to turn the blog into cheesy family home movies, but here's what happens when everyone (including my two nephews Rees, 4, and Cole, 2) has too much pie! We call it, "Hot Wheel Trick Shot Dance Party." Enjoy!



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