Tagged with "Indians"
Monday Moaning 9-15-14
Category: FEATURED
Tags: NFL NCAA Penn State Cleveland Jason Kipnis Tom Horsman The Beeze Ray Rice Adrian Peterson Cleveland Indians Cleveland Browns Dolts

 

Welcome to another edition of Monday Moaning...Clearly the top two topics in sports have been the NFL's two star running backs who are both complete pieces of shit...Ray Rice and Adrian Peterson...We heard enough about Rice...Then we found out Peterson beat his 4 year old son with a "Switch"....Now I'll never be the guy to say, "you don't spank kids." If I fucked up big time, my dad gave a me a couple across the ass with a belt...My mom broke a wooden spoon on my brother's ass...But like I said, it had to be serious...Like the the time I called the operator and said there was a fire somewhere there wasn't...When you have uncles that are cops and fire fighters, that gets you and instant ass-whoopin'...The old man left work early for that one! I was also 10 or 11 and knew better...

Peterson cracked his kid (4 years old) at least 14 times...Bruises, welts, cuts...Injured the kids junk for God's sake...That's way too far...My son took a marker to the walls, lamp shades and one of my Guitars when he 4...He got a couple hands swats across the ass...He got the point...Well the point got across well when I saw my guitar, the last thing I noticed...And I punched a hole through a wall...When he found out I was that pissed, markers stayed on paper...

But seriously...The NFL was taking enough heat already this year...For fuck's sake 32 players were suspended for opening weekend...I don't think they really want this for a PR poster...

 

Had to do it!

Honestly...I'm not just talking shit...I'm done with the NFL...I will finish out my fantasy football seasons, because I have talked too much shit not to stick it out...But I just can't support this fucking asshole league full of criminals, and run by greedy fucking shit-dicks who will try to turn a blind eye to this shit, and try to keep it from the public...Fuck them all...Eat y ass!

And the NCAA isn't far behind, as they tried to slip THIS news past us last week...Two years of noo university cover-ups and no child rape apparently makes up for 20 years of Jerry Sandusky running wild, fucking kids on the Penn State campus!

I was happy to see that Not just me and IHM aren't willing to let go of this...The good fans at Rutgers let PSU fans know what's up...

 

Might not be classy...But it's classic!

But the topic that got me fired up late Saturday night...A fellow Clevelander on twitter decided to bash the Indians, and he tweeted his thoughts at the Indians and at second baseman, Jason Kipnis...He was upset the Indians lost to the Tigers...You know me, I'm all for bashing teams and players...What I'm not for is assholes crying about it when an athlete gives it right back to them...

Dude dogged the tribe for being 5 games behind the Tigers...The Indians, a team full of scrubs, just trying to grind it out...5 games behind the bought and not developed Tigers...Fuck off dude...Kipnis defended the heart, and play of his teammates...Here's a taste...

Tom Horsman @TomHorsman "And we wonder why only 9,000 people show up to Indians game in September. This team is pathetic. @Indians @TheJK_Kid"

 

Jason Kipnis @TheJK_Kid  

"@TomHorsman Pardon my language but you're a fucking idiot.. This team competed it's ass off tonight and played a great game."

Kipnis continued..."I get it..You can be frustrated. We got guys underachieving, not playing well, no ones hot and no real mashers, AND WERE STILL IN THIS THING"

"So don't ever question this teams heart or effort.. You should want over achievers! That means they have a pulse and give a damn each game!"

So of course the media had to chime in and give Kipnis crap for speaking his mind...And of course many fans were unhappy too...

Wait a minute...You, you, and you, and you, and me, we can whatever the fuck we want about these guys...And now, because of social media, we can basically say this shit to them....Then you're gonna cry foul when dude calls you a fucking idiot!?!  Sorry people but we are going to hang out hats on freedom of speech, then so can athletes and celbritards...You don't like, fuck off!  Why are you held to a higher standard?  If you'r going to talk shit, you need to be prepared to get it back...

Bunch of fucking children!

Goddamn Clevelanders...You know why only 9,000 people go to Indians games in September...Because baseball plays a fuck ton of games and that shit adds up...80 home games ain't cheap! And well, the economy in this town sucks my balls...Oh, then you need to remember this is Cleveland...Friday, Saturday, and Sunday means football...High school, college and the shitty Browns will win out against most anything...Yes, even the Browns...15 years of constant bad decisions and ticket price increases, and this dolt filled fanbase won't stop throwing their money at them....Fuck you, I know they won Sunday...They always pull out a few wins each year...Don't get too hard too soon, you'll blow your load too fast dummies! 

 

Fuck! 

 

Have a week...I'm tired...

 

The Beeze.

Monday Moaning 7-14-14
Category: FEATURED
Tags: NBA LeBron James Cleveland Cleveland Cavaliers Cleveland Browns Cleveland Indians Cleveland Fans Cleveland Sports Greatness The Beeze

 

Okay Cleveland...You had your fun...You had your excitement...Now it's time for your friendly wake up call...It's time to relax Cleveland...

 

 

 

Hey...Listen up...I said relax!

 

What part of relax don't you understand...Well maybe you two can have a few more minutes....

 

So why am I telling Cleveland to relax...Because this city went bat-shit crazy over LeBron James deciding to sign with the Cavaliers...And him and his sweet, well thought-out essay he co-wrote with a Sports Illustrated hack...Yeah, it was well written...It was good...But these dopes in the media act like he woke up Friday morning and did that shit...He had been working with this SI guy, Lee Jenkins for a couple weeks...Seriously, dude said so in an interview on Mad Dag Radio...All last week, the sports media world was talking about 2 things...Johnny Manziel possibly doing blow...and "Where will LeBron sign?"  James played the media last week as well as he plays basketball...

And Cleveland...This is my hometown...As much as I rag on it, I love this bitch...But this city disappointed me with their begging for James to come back...Just 4 years earlier so many of them were mother-fucking him...Me, I had been trashing him for a good 3 years before that...But it was nice to not be alone anymore...But last week, they were swinging on his nuts again...And those dopes on WKNR....Go find that audio...These two clowns, when the news broke, you could hear them cumming and crying while they squealed like little school girls...I wanted to puke in my cheerios...

So Cleveland was thrilled with the news...People who burned jerseys 4 years ago were heading to the store to get a new one...Whatever tool-bag...But I finally was completely sickened, and embarrassed by my city, when multiple people in the local media, besides the average joe idiots said, "This is one of the greatest days, possibly the greatest in Cleveland Sports History!"

Are you for fucking real? Seriously, you cover sports in this city and you said that Jim Donavan? Oh he wasn't alone...A fuck-ton of his fellow media members said this shit...How about you idiots read a fucking book!  Shit, Google something other then LeBron James!

I know the Browns have sucked balls for ages, but they were the shit many years ago...8 League Championships...AAFC Championships (4)  1946, 1947, 1948, and 1949...NFL Championships (4)  1950, 1954, 1955, and 1964...Jesus Christ, one of your "Journalism" brothers that this area loves so much, Terry Pluto wrote a book titled "When All the World was Browns Town"

What the hell is the matter with you assholes?

Yeah, the Indians have only won two Worlds Series, but shit that 1948 team was stellar...And I think Larry Doby being the first black player in the AL, just a couple months after Jackie Robinson broke in, would rank higher then James signing with the Cavs...What about Frank Robinson being the first black manager in baseball...With the Indians...Oh, and in his first at-bat as player manager, he just hit a HR...Thats' not fucking sweet at all right...

If you really think a player signing to your local team is the greatest sports moment ever, then you need to walk away from sports...

Cleveland fans for years have patted themselves on the back for being such loyal and devoted fans...(I would consider the 455 straight sellouts at Jacobs Field to be a bigger deal)...The national media also from time to time talk about the great fans in Cleveland...What made Clevelanders so tough and loyal?

It was all the downs...Not the few and far between ups...Not the highs, but the lows...The fucking Drive...The fumble, that made me cry...Jordan's jumper over Ehlo...Red-Right-88...The '95 Indians losing to the Braves...The Braves who couldn't even sellout for their playoff games...The '97 Indians, a cock-strong team, one out away...Beaten by a Marlins team that was rented, and sold off weeks later...Yeah, that one hurt like a bitch...How about my Dad seeing the '54 Indians, one of Baseball's best teams ever, lose it to the Giants...

It's those painful moments, that made Clevelanders tough...After those defeats, Cleveland came back to the respective stadiums, and rooted for their teams...Clevelanders didn't take off Chief Wahoo cap...They didn't say fuck it, and throw away there Browns gear and sell their season tickets...They were right back there next year with that stupid dag mask on, throwing dog biscuits at opposing players...

In my opinion, those losses are great Cleveland Sports moments, because we didn't burn the city down and riot like Vancouver...We took it on the chin, and came back for more...The Cleveland that I love would have never begged a guy to come back, and wouldn't have acted so insane if he did...The Cleveland I love would not be going crazy for an egotistical rookie QB who parties constantly and acts like an ass...I understand...Clevelanders are thirsty for a winner...Thirsty for positive coverage in this town...I hope we see it...But we're better than this...

 

I'll leave you with this...

 

 

Have a week....

 

The Beeze.

Monday Moaning 6-23-14
Category: FEATURED
Tags: MLB Baseball Prices Cost of Baseball Cleveland Indians Progressive Field Detroit Tigers Jacobs Field Expenses Money Life

 

Welcome to another installment of Monday Moaning...You will read nothing about Soccer here...Sorry folks, but I can admit what so few people seem to be able to lately...I'm American...I don't give a fuck about soccer...Don't watch it, don't act like I have  a clue about it...don't waste my time, money or energy bothering to pretend to give a shit...It's soccer...Let's be honest, in a couple weeks 90% of you will be back to not giving a shit...

So what should be the big topic this week...Is it the rumors that LeBron James kids have been enrolled in a Northeast Ohio school...No...DON'T FUCKING CARE!

How about this...Friday night I attended what will be my last Major League Baseball game...Unless by some freak way I become rich....My wife's company got tickets for the staff and their families for the Indians and Tigers game...And good seats...The Club seats...You know a "higher class of fans" until they put us there! Supposedly the food is better...There's a full blown bar and dinning room...With the seats food and soda (pop for Ohioans) were free...Well thank you, because if I paid for that crap, I would have puked it back up into their faces...

Yes, I cook for a living, and I know quality food...But I love a good burger...I like greasy fries, and all kinds of unhealthy regular Joe shit...That's what I eat, because cooking in a fine dinning restaurant doesn't make you rich!

Seriously, I had a burger and fries that were nauseating...Then some one pointed out a buffet line with "the good food"..."pesto alfredo with fettuccini"...except there was no pesto in it...Hell, there was no alfredo in it...It was buttered noodles with a splash of cream and parsley...Au Gratin potatoes, that were disgusting...One bite and you could taste the powdered cheese and milk mixture on the under cooked potatoes..."Braised Beef"....NOPE...barely boiled meat is what it was...I bet I've taken shits that would taste better!

I was physically ill...And I hardly ate...Later my wife got an old school pretzel...Best thing she ate all night...And beers...Beers at a ballgame are as American as a teenage loser fucking an apple pie...Ummm, or something like that....Beer prices ranged from $7.50 to $9.00... I stuck to free Dr. Pepper...Hell, this was the wife's outing, I was driving, she handled the drinking duties...She had a couple beers then her and her friend went to the bar for cocktails...Which were around $10...So we dropped about $50 on just getting her primed up for postgame fun...

Oh, I mentioned I was driving...We live 10 minutes from downtown Cleveland...We left a hour before the game...We sat in traffic for at least 40 minutes because there's so much road construction not getting done, that half the city is shutdown...BLOW ME!

Then after parking, which I went budget and found a $10 lot, which means a little more walking, but fuck paying $35 to park...We get to the Stadium...The game has started, and we stand in line for 10 minutes, waiting to get through the metal detectors...I remember a time when this didn't happen at stadiums...And yes, we are a more scared, and frightened nation these days, mainly because there are just so many worthless, fucking, nut-case assholes out there...

So here is the choice...Should I be inconvenienced by waiting in a long ass line and missing an inning or two because there is a chance some  fuck-tard wants to shoot up a stadium?  Or should save the $67 per ticket, stay in the safety of my own home, watch the game on my HD-TV, drink my 6-pack that cost as much as one beer at the stadium, and eat fucking awesome food that I made myself?

I think that's an easy question...MLB, and the Cleveland Indians, you won't be getting anymore of my money...

 

As for the game...The Tribe lost 6-4, but my fantasy team scored HR's from Victor Martinez, JD Martinez, Carlos Santana, and Asdrubal Cabrera, plus hits from Kinsler and Brantley, so I felt like a winner...

Have a week...

The Beeze.

Deep Thoughts 4-2-14
Category: FEATURED
Tags: MLB begins Jeter to the Indians? Hu on first. Johnny Monkey's birtday

 

 

Hello and welcome to another Wednesday of deep thoughts. I am very transparent in my love for baseball. I am not sure exactly when the game became my favorite, but suddenly…it is not even close.  With the start of the MLB season on Monday, we embark of my favorite time of year. I enjoy high school and college baseball, but there is nothing like the major league game for me. I know many of you are still trying to shake this stubbornly cold winter. So you probably don’t want to hear about the 85 degree weather in Austin this week. It is great to be able to walk out in shorts and a tee shirt in the evening without freezing. April is a great time to be in Austin. We do have an occasional late cold front and of course those tornadoes can be a bit troubling…but I am ready for warm weather. In fact, I am even ready for hot, this year. For those still battling the cold, the warm up is on the way…hang in there.

The first couple of days of the MLB season have been interesting. Last year, I had a hunch that the Mariners might surprise some folks. It did not turn out that way, but it looks like that young talent is beginning to flourish. With the teams in their division, it will be a long hard road…but they really have played well through two games. It did not hurt my feelings to see my Astros hand the Yankees their first loss. I am not kidding myself, the Stros are a few years away from making noise, but they won’t suck as bad as they have of late. I must remind myself that it is April and that the cream will rise to the top over the course of the season. Hopefully, my fantasy teams will as well, the first few days of the season have not been so kind.

 

 

 

 

 

 I saw this video and had to share it. I am often not crazy about radio guys…but I have to agree with his assessment with this caller. Really dude?

 


 

 

 

                                       Abbott and Costello would be proud of this day. Finally, there is a Hu on first!

 


 



The UTPA Broncs had a week long road trip to visit TCU, then a three game series in Seattle. Without going into too much detail, I will say that the road trip did not go well. Despite rallying to take the lead in the top of the Friday night game against Seattle, the Broncs could not hold the lead. The second game ended the same way, with Seattle walking off in the 9th inning. It is tough to have two victories yanked away and it showed in game three. The team looked flat and lost in a game that was never close. My son told us he now understands what a red eye flight is…they got into Dallas about 3 am and their flight did not head south until 8 or so. A few hours sleeping in the airport are definitely for the young. They finally got home, just in time to go to class. Watching these kids grind through a season is impressive. Next on tap for the Broncs is a home series against Grand Canyon.

 

 


 

 

                           Do yourself a favor and check out this video...even if you don't like the cello, you will dig this video.

 

 


 

Best wishes to Jim Kelly as he battles a recurrence of cancer. Hang tough Jim…

 


 

Apparently, Tuesday was Johnny Monkey’s birthday. Wherever he is, I hope he had a great birthday. I would bet that he was eating veggies with pretty people. What a bad ass monkey…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That’s all I have today, but I will leave you with a bit of Jack Handey…

 

 

If you're a horse, and someone gets on you, and falls off, and then gets right back on you, I think you should buck him off right away.

If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."

 

 


Thanks for stopping by and feel free to leave a few deep thoughts of your own…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deep Thoughts 2-5-14
Category: FEATURED
Tags: UTPA Bronc Baseball David Gentiles Cleveland Indians Texas Rangers Ian Kinsler Josh Hamilton

 

Hello and welcome to another Wednesday of deep thoughts. Last Saturday was a road trip to Beaumont, Tx to watch the UTPA Broncs take on the Lamar Cardinals. I have family in Beaumont, so the trip was an opportunity to catch up and see Blake and his team play. We got off rather late, but I was sure that I could get us there by first pitch. Those plans were altered by a flat tire on the outskirts of Austin. A driver rolled by and pointed out a tire quickly going flat. No worries I thought, I will pull into this gas station and grab some air. Of course, the air was out of order. Does it piss anyone else off that fewer gas stations offer air and water these days? They seem to only offer this at a cost now and frequently those companies servicing the equipment don’t keep it working. This is the first flat I have had on this car and was thrown off by the spare. For the life of me, I could not get the spare on…so, I ran across the highway to see if the oil change place had air. They did, so if you happened to be driving by Saturday on Highway 290 that was me carrying the tire across the street. Damn…that sucked. Got air and “rolled” the tire back across the street. I decided tire smudged hands were better than another “ab” workout. I asked the guy at the oil change place if there was a tire shop nearby…no you have to go back toward Austin, he said. Forget that…I decided to keep moving forward. Literally 3 miles down the road, I am saying to Julie…hopefully, we can find a tire store along the way. “You mean like that one, Julie asks?’ I look across the highway and there is Leal’s Tire Repair. A quick U turn, a short wait and the tire is being repaired…until it wasn’t. The dreaded words…the screw damaged the sidewall when the tire went flat. That’s okay…put the spare on the other rim, because the spare does not fit. “What do you mean it won’t fit…this is a universal rim.” Then, he spun it around so that it fit neatly on the lugs…damn. Oh, well…now I know. I paid the man and pushed onward.

We made it to Beaumont about the fourth inning..we only saw him strike out in his last at bat. With a runner on third, the pitcher let loose a wide slider that Blake was unable to jump out far enough to corral. The run scored and I suspected that Blake would not bat again. With two outs, the Cardinal Coach tried to steal a bag, but the throw down was on the mark and the runner was way out. Honestly, it was worth the trip to see that throw. A pinch hitter came on to hit for Blake in the beginning of the 8th and Blake’s day was done. The Broncs tried to mount a comeback, but came up short…losing 5 to 3. We said hello to Blake and then they were off to eat. As freshman parents…we are still figuring out the routine. We had hoped to get a chance to eat with our son, but instead we went with my cousin Scott to Pappadeaux and had an awesome meal. If you ever have the chance to visit this place, I promise you will not be disappointed… http://pappadeaux.com/home/. Anyway, we got to catch up with Scott and hear about his daughter Blair Richmond tearing it up at New Mexico Jr. College. Her team won their conference championship and they are gearing up to play their conference tournament next weekend. If they win the tournament, they are headed to Kansas to play in the National JUCO tourney…very cool stuff. Blair has earned a starting spot and is hitting 44% from three point range in conference…which is simply terrific. It turns out that the local college coach at Lamar had recruited Blair, but headed off to accept the head job strangely enough at UTPA. It would certainly be crazy if she ended up there next year. We managed a quick visit with Blake at the hotel before he had to leave to make his curfew. With the storm Titan headed in on Sunday, we decided to skip the Sunday game and head home. After spending Saturday without a computer, I was glad to be home with a chance to catch up on the blogs at the Gab. IHM’s blog was one that really hit home for me. It was simply a great blog, in case you missed it…here it is:

http://www.yougabsports.com/pt/Weekly-Grumble-with-IHM.3-1-2014/blog.htm

 

Reading about Coach Beck put me in a very good place and got me to thinking back on the people in my life that had an impact on me. Teachers and coaches and even a band director were important in shaping who I am. But, I could not point to one person like Coach Beck. Monday night, I was flipping through TV shows when I happened upon the NFL channel. It was one of those Football Life shows featuring Vince Lombardi. When it got to the part where Lombardi was announced to be terminal and described how all of his former players began to travel to see him to say goodbye. I was again remembering times past and mentally scrolling through people and events…but still, I could not pick “that” person. As I sat down to watch a bit of the MLB channel, the Cleveland Indians were being discussed. I suddenly knew who “that” person was…David Gentiles. You may remember back in 2009 that I wrote about my friend’s passing on TSN. David was a youth minister with a love for people and baseball. Our daughters were the same age and we ended up coaching fast pitch softball together. David played baseball at Baylor and had two high school teammates that played professionally. He knew baseball and loved to share his knowledge of the game. He had an amazing way of mentoring. He would teach or share and make it seem like you figured it out yourself. He was the most unselfish man I have ever met. He was a single dad…a father of three daughters. His ex-wife simply decided to leave one day and it was clear that David struggled at times to raise his daughters. But, raise them he did…without a single complaint.

 

 

 

 

As a youth minister, David knew kids of all ages and he liked nothing more than to go watch them play sports or perform at school. I had no idea until David’s funeral, just how many lives David changed. One of the tributes to David I found to be extremely accurate. “David had a way of making each person feel like they had a special relationship with him”. Driving home last weekend, my wife made a comment that caught me completely off guard. She asked me…”do you know who would have loved watching Blake play college baseball?” When she answered David, a broad smile broke across my face. Yes…indeed he would have. Each year, around this time of year, I always looked forward to talking to David about his favorite team, the Cleveland Indians. I asked him one time why a kid from Louisiana was an Indians fan; he looked at me and said I don’t know, they just seemed like a team that needed a fan. If you remember the Indians back in the 60s and 70s…they were not very good, but that did not matter to David. He loved underdogs and he loved his Indians. I don’t know if I have ever felt so bad for a team losing the World Series as I did in 1997. The Marlins beat the Indians and I knew that David was really disappointed. That was a very good Indians team and one that I thought would win it all. Typical of David, he did not complain…but rather talked about the plays made by the Marlins to win that series. December 18th 2013 was the fourth year since David’s passing and I still cannot bring myself to remove his number from my phone book. In the years since his death, I am just now realizing how much I learned from David about things like compassion and humility. It is why; I always keep an eye on the Indians and secretly hope that they will win it again soon. RIP David…we sure miss you.

 

This was David's service. How many people do you know that have a funeral service on a baseball diamond? It was so crowded that we were a hundred yards from the stands...

 

 

There is much more to David than I have laid out here. I am amazed to go back and read how David is remembered. I am including a few links to check out if you are so inclined. The story about the book 90 Minutes in Heaven is pretty amazing…

 

http://www.statesman.com/news/lifestyles/religion/beliefs-big-and-small-paint-picture-of-pastors-l-1/nRZyq/

 

http://www.divineinthedaily.com/2013/08/

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

I was surprised to read on Tuesday that Ian Kinsler wished 162 losses on his old Ranger teammates. Reading the he called Jon Daniels a “sleazeball” was of less surprise. The core of Rangers that twice made the World Series is slowly being replaced. The more I think about it, I really don’t have an issue with Ian Kinsler being pissed off at being traded. There was one thing in the article that did catch my eye: “Kinsler said in the story that he was asked to bear too much of a leadership role with the team after Michael Young left and didn't like being asked to move to first base in 2013 to make room for middle-infield prospect Jurickson Profar (something the Rangers didn't do after Kinsler voiced his reluctance).” Why would a veteran player like Kinsler have an issue with being asked to take a leadership role? I would have thought watching Michael Young all those years would have given Ian better guidance. I also thought the tweet that Josh Hamilton put out was lame…

 

Not any fun being in the Texas doghouse, is it @IKinsler3? Hamilton also commented that he won’t be the only villain in Texas anymore. Sorry Josh, I don’t think many Ranger fans will see Kinsler as a villain. You still have the top spot in the doghouse. More importantly, why can’t Josh Hamilton just let stuff in Texas go? It would seem that he would have his hands full trying to figure out how to not suck again this year.

 

 

That is all I have today, but will leave you with a bit of Jack Handey…

 

If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."

The first thing was, I learned to forgive myself. Then, I told myself, "Go ahead and do whatever you want, it's okay by me."

 


Thanks for stopping by and feel free to leave a few deep thoughts of your own.

 

 

 

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