Monday, March 19, 2007

Marcia's Column #1

Today we are going to change it up a bit and this is probably going to happen once a week. I told Marcia that I was going to write a Bill Simmons like sports/pop culture blog and that weekly I would like her to write about whatever she wanted to (Literally whatever she wants. I am not acting as an editor in anyway for these columns) as long as it dealt with sports or pop culture not quite unlike what the Sports Gals does for Simmons. Where as I thought she should be apprehensive and call me a loser, she was actually quite into having her own weekly commentary. So without further ado I bring to you the weekly Marcia Abbott column.

Lets be honest, there is one major reason why Kaz is letting me write on his blog and it's not because he's an inherently generous person. It is his desire to be the Sports Guy, or more likely his hope that his friends will come up to him and say "hey, you and Marcia are just like the Sports Guy and the Sports Gal, that's so funny" . . . though, I have to admit there are some glaring similarities and I love the sports gal. . . her columns are way more interesting than the sports guy's, so I generally skip his altogether. I also totally identify with her, mostly because I date a sports crazed guy who has major delusions about how important/ good Boston sports are.

I mean, I totally jumped on the Red Sox band wagon a couple of years ago (I justified it to myself because "I was supporting Kaz"), but the reason the Red Sox were fun to root for was because they were one of those scrappy, dirty, fun teams. I kept liking the Red Sox up until this past off-season. I mean, for all the bitching they do about the Yankees buying players, they do the EXACT same thing. . . I mean they have the 3 rd highest payroll in the league, but I was ok with that. I started really having distaste for the Red Sox when they paid $51 million to speak to a player- this was the action that made me realize the Red Sox are no longer the scrappy, down on their luck team everyone grew to love, they are the Yankees, but not as good at it. They don't buy as many star players as the Yankees, because they don't have enough money, not out of respect for the game or any of that other BS they claim. . . they are total sell- outs. I also hate the Patriots. . . I have nothing against the way they run their team, but they beat the Chargers in the playoffs and got Marty Schottenheimer fired, so screw them.

Believe it or not, I actually like sports, but mostly because I am super- competitive and like to yell at the TV. The only 2 sports I actually watch on a regular basis are baseball and football. I like baseball, because I actually know something about the game (I was a division 1 softball player in college, pitcher, actually), so I enjoy watching the strategy behind what pitches they are throwing, etc. My favorite 2 pitchers are Andy Pettitte and Kyle Farnsworth. Andy Pettitte is actually a pretty solid pitcher, plus he's got that intimidating stare over his glove thing going on and he's a good looking Italian guy. . . the southern accent really throws me off though, so I try not to listen to him speak. I'm not sure if Kyle Farnsworth is even a pitcher anymore (last I checked he was on the Yankees), but the reason I like him is because of the game when he was on the Cubs, pitching against the Reds and "Dumbass" Wilson (I don't know his real first name) charged the mound. Farnsworth proceeded to tackle him and make him look like a little girl. . . I instantly fell in love

I like football because watching people hit each other is fun . . . I am actually beginning to really appreciate how complex their plays are too, I mean it really is the ultimate team sport. My favorite football player is LaDainian Tomlinson . . . enough said.

1 comment:

Chips said...

So I just started reading this thing today, and I started from the beginning since I'm only a couple weeks behind. Anyway, I gotta say Kaz, you've thrown down about 3 posts and Marcia's one column already surpasses yours. My kudos to Marcia aka Mom, my disappointment goes to you Kaz aka Pops. Let's get your ass in gear pal.