The Last Ephor

It's not nice to pick on the Jets but I just can't help myself.

A few posts ago I was whining about losing my yen to blog. I think it has to do with fatigue from hitting the same notes on the same topics without any sort of meaningful insight or solution. In an effort to turn in a new direction, here’s a post about F1. That’s Formula One. The single best form of auto racing. Forget NASCAR. That’s a bunch of hillbillies driving in a circle for 3 hours. The only thing worse than watching NASCAR on TV would be having to attend in person with the great unwashed masses. Where NASCAR is for lumpenproles, F1 is for eloi. (I’m mixing aliterations here but bear with me.) Formula One cars are the most highly specialized, technically advanced (and therefore expensive) machines in the world. They are capable of performance beyond the dreams of mortal men. They have so much downforce keeping them on the road they could drive upside down in a tunnel. Here’s a brief primer on the capabilities of an F1 car. With that out of the way we have to recap the...

Japanese pitcher gettin' tricky . So awesome.

I've been holding out on my reader(s). I've been playing soccer for the first time in literally a decade. We play once a week at from 8:30 until 10:00ish. I got roped into this by someone we'll call Brian. A few weeks ago when we started this I met Brian at his house so I could follow him to the field. We got there and there were only 7 guys. We took sides and I touched the ball to start the game. Brian took one step and tore his ACL. As he's writhing on the ground writhing in agony I say; "You are in so much trouble." His wife's parting words to us were "Don't get hurt". "I know" he said sucking in air and making sounds like a leaking tire that swears. That was the end of his summer career. In fact, he just had surgery this week to repair his leg. Some guys will do anything for attention. Anyway, back to the story... As we're making the initial introductions, three guys are wearing Red Bull New York gear. As ask one...

Paul continues his near religious ferver for baseball season. The latest in the series has him quoting 60's relic John Fogerty. Now I like baseball. Or rather, I like the idea of baseball more than the game itself. In its ideal form, it's the quintessential American game. One with no clock and a great history filled with colorful characters and storied games. It's a warm summer evening with hot dogs and beer and the crack of the bat. All American family fun. Back in reality, it's a game played by over rated, over paid whiners who make bowlers look like athletes. There are currently 19,514 teams playing 346,503,196 games in a season. Baseball now runs 24 hours a day until October. Then the playoffs begin which lasts until six minutes before Spring Training. Tickets for a family of four cost more than the car you will drive to the park. There you will pay one week's salary for the privlige of parking next to two people who will slam their doors into your ...

We're all about Formula 1 and World Rally Watching 100 rednecks drive in a circle for three hours isn't my idea of fun. Give me some turns other than left damnit! For your amusement: Here's Juan Pablo Montoya trying to kill (I'm only half joking when I say that) Kimi Raikkonen: The two were neck and neck in the points. Which also led to this incident (salty language warning): On the other side of the coin, we have World Rally Championship which feature turbo charged 4 wheel drive cars that drive off road at over 100 mph. If you like crashes, WRC is for you. These races are also different in that, they're staged. You can win some stages and lose others and still win the race. Since there's no place to pit and the course is a not a circuit they run from A to B and time you. Times are aggregated and whomever finishes with the lowest total time, wins. Here are WRC 2006 FIA Gala Official Season Highlights Sebastian Loeb must have a pact with the Prince Of D...