Let Me Get This Off My Chest…

George Mason clocks in at #47 on the Rivals.com Offseason Hunch List. Seems to be about right, I guess. Such lists are difficult and the folks from Rivals didn’t make a mistake. They even include Vlad Moldy Vino in the write up, which is a bonus.

Interesting item is that the folks say that Mason’s NCAA chances may ride on how the team “fares against major-conference teams in the Old Spice Classic in November.”

Somebody isn’t using short term memory in using the “strong against major conference foes” argument. I suggest calling Bruiser Flint.


On a personal, non-CAA basketball Side Note: a very nice moment yesterday was destroyed by idiot parents. I happened by the Japan/Georgia extra-inning donnybrook of a LLWS final yesterday–the grass was cut and the Stella cold.

That kid from Georgia hit the walk-off, his teammates celebrated/mobbed for a minute, and then every single one of them headed to the middle of the field. They didn’t go through the handshake line as per usual sportsmanship. They were not just there to shake hands.

No, the 12-year olds were hugging (yes hugging) and consoling their opponents, right there by the pitcher’s mound. I want you to think about that for a moment. These kids from all over the world spent their entire summer playing Lord knows how many baseball games to get to the ultimate of ultimate games. Then they had to go two innings farther to find the winner. At the end, with one team jumping and the other team crying, they all met at the center of the diamond and let it all go. Together. Priceless sportsmanship moment that goes far deeper than sportsmanship.

And then the idiot, corn-dog-eating, mini-van-driving, live-through-your-son-and-haul-your-daughter-around parents started chanting “U-S-A, U-S-A.”

Ruined it.

Every single one of them should’ve been forced to take a punch in the teeth before continuing the celebration.


~ by mglitos on August 27, 2007.

4 Responses to “Let Me Get This Off My Chest…”

  1. Michael, concerning the LLWS, I had exactly the same reaction.

  2. It’s crap like that that makes me reluctant to even get my kid involved in amateur sports.

  3. It was just one of those rare, unplanned, and honestly beautiful moments that was absolutely ruined by a bunch of jackhole parents. I’m rarely outraged but this was beyond ridiculous.

    It was a perfect moment–two teams that had slugged it out for months, winners, brought the pinnacle of their lives down to one swing. Nobody said anything, the kids just ended up right in the middle of the baseball diamond. It’s the kind of respect moment adults are always whining they wish they could see. The best part is that it just happened. Nobody scripted a damn thing. I wish I had been there.

    And then some mealy-mouthed woman with a bad dye job and saddle bags, along with her seed-spitting, insurance salesman husband trying to cover male pattern baldness and paying more attention to Viagra ads, screwed it up.

    And I’m still pissed.

  4. […] Michael Litos of CAA: Life as a Mid-Major thinks that jingoism ruined a genuine moment of shared respect between Japanese and American […]

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