MLB Analysts Remake “Boom Goes the Dynamite”

This has to be one of the most inspired re-makes I’ve seen since Steve Martin in “The Pink Panther.”

(okay, that movie sucked, never mind).

Brian Collins, you are gone, but not forgotten. Never, ever, ever… forgotten.


Oh, This Guy Is Complaining? That Is Rich…

Repeat after me, golf fans: “There are no magic Captains. There are no magic pairings.”

No. Magic. Captains.

It’s funny how nobody wanted to write the following headline: “Heavily favored Europeans, win comfortably. As expected…”

But that’s exactly what happened. In fact not only did 16.5-11.5 “sound about right” to me before these matches began – we were down three very good auto-qualifiers due to injury and (ahem) “leave of absence” – but for a few “bad beat” matches that took a half point or full point off our side would have made it tighter than your prom night tuxedo from high school.

But the matches fell where they did, so the better team won, and…. NOW WHAT IN THE HELL IS EVERYBODY ALL WORKED UP ABOUT… NOW???

Oh, yeah. Phil.

This guy.

“Pod-boy.” Got it. Glad he remembers the glory of 2008. As if that matters now.

Credit Tom Watson for taking Phil’s Monday Morning Quarterbacking on the dais in stride – especially since he couldn’t even wait until the morning to deliver it. But what Watson should have said is this: “I’m only here because you guys choked last time.”

No truer statement could have been made, and it would have reminded the players why there is so much noise right now. Had the Yanks simply not choked at Medinah (or if we weren’t so quick to provide police escorts to Euro Teamers who can’t tell time) then we’d be in a pretty stable “home and home” mode of winners for the past 8 years.

But no. Last year’s choke DEMANDED ACTION from those who “care!”

So they reached back to get that “Magic Captain” to get the job done. It was a sub-prime idea at best, and events of the week proved that truth in many ways at Gleneagles. Too old, too aloof, too unprepared for on-the-fly adjustments… and yeah… maybe too un-responsive to player input.

But let’s get back to Phil for a moment, shall we? When has THIS GUY ever been “Mr. Clutch” at the Ryder Cup? The only Phil highlights I’ve seen for 10 years, involve him doffing his hat and shaking hands with winning Euros, his disheveled mop of vain anti-baldness-hair flopping around like a tribute to Donald Trump.

Last year at Medinah, Phil was getting buried by Justin Rose bombs, and could only offer up a goofy-faced grin and a “thumbs up.” He lost on Sunday. It wasn’t the Captain’s fault. And his buddy Keegan couldn’t even beat a guy who showed up 5 mins before his tee time. Again: not on the Captain.

This is the same guy who pulled out of the FedEx Cup playoffs this month after eating dinner at Cherry Hills, because he wasn’t going to finish high enough to make the Final at East Lake. All of the golf fans in the Rockies who haven’t seen Phil since the days of The International and had bought tickets for the weekend: “Sorry, suckers.”

This is the same guy who once bitched about the FedEx Cup first prize of $10 million being a mere … sniff… annuity. Sure, the Tour eventually caved, fixing a non-existent problem for Phil. He never won it.

So lets walk backward through the Ryder Cup years, skipping last year’s debacle since it’s already been covered here.

The 2010 Ryder Cup at Wales was a very respectable 14.5-13.5 nailbiter. The USA didn’t need the “pod system” that time. They needed a better passcode on Tiger’s cell phone that year, and rainsuits that didn’t leak. Hunter Mahan’s chili-dip didn’t help either.

Of course, it would have also helped if our BEST PLAYER that year – World #2 Phil Mickelson, ever heard of him? – managed to score a mere 1/2 point in partners play.

He didn’t.

Phil lost all three of those, 3&2, 3&2, and 2&1. At least he beat the world’s #42, rookie Peter Hansen in singles.

In 2006, Mickelson was a complete FISH at the Ryder Cup at the K-Club, looking at least 30 pounds overweight. He played all five sessions. Horribly. He was 0-4-1.

His memories of 2008 are certainly not what I recall, nor what the match results sheet show. At Valhallah, the completely energized, fully bought-in and pod-bonded Mickelson played all 5 sessions.

He won one match. And it wasn’t even in singles.

With Tiger at home nursing injuries, guess who was our BEST player that year? Right.

To have Phil Mickelson complain about tactical errors which might have cost the US the cup, would be like Francesco Schettino blaming Apple Maps for bad directions.

Besides, aren’t we talking about the same Phil Mickelson who used the Ryder Cup in 2004 to showcase  his new Calloway contract with un-tested new clubs, and went off-property for a Tuesday practice round at a course where exactly ZERO points would be available that week?

Oh. Same guy? Thought so.

It’s a shame – and a handicap to the US – that two guys who SHOULD be monsters in this event are probably liabilities. Dustin Johnson and Bubba Watson are dominant-long, go-for-broke, birdie and eagle machines. Perfect for match play, right?

Well, too bad one is allegedly a coke-head and a tour homewrecker. The other is maybe the most mentally fragile 2-time major winner ever. A guy who declares himself out for the US Open on Tuesday because he doesn’t like the course, or a helpless victim of rain on his clubface at the PGA.

We’re just gonna have to manage those two guys in the Ryder Cup going forward the best we can. Maybe play ‘em together and write off the point.

Well, the good news is, Phil’s Ryder Cup days are numbered. The new breed is coming, and not a moment too soon -  Speith, Fowler, Reid, Horschel and others.

Let’s just not over-react to Gleneagles, okay? I’ve got the formula for winning this event, and I’ll even give it away for free.

1. Get better players.
2. Play guys who won’t quit.

You are welcome, PGA of America. My shirt size is an XL.


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Redskins Forever

So the CBS Thursday Night Football circus comes to town this week – Redskins vs. Giants.

And we’ll just have to see how many times, or even IF ol’ Phil Simms says the dreaded, evil, racist, hateful, hurtful, totally insensitive worst word in the world: REDSKINS.

He has said this summer that he basically “won’t” say it, a move that shirtsleeve liberals think somehow gets them in the door with like minded coastal elites with nothing better to worry or think about.

You see, Simms now suddenly finds the word objectionable, even though for better than 20 years as a player and commentator, he was spewing such “evil” freely, and without a second thought.

Oh, and of course, he won’t put his own career in any actual jeopardy over such newfound conscience. He won’t ask CBS to not assign him to this game, nor will he quit.

Of course not. Just a little shirtsleeve sensitivity, and can you leave me alone now?

Simms has been joined by other like minded weasels this fall, as I have noticed keenly how even the entire highlight desk at the NFL Network is avoiding the “R-word.”

Most comically, Deion Sanders – who once took $8.5 million of Dan Snyder’s Redskins booty, and underperformed drastically for such sum – actually did a vocal “check-swing” when he accidentally said “Redskins” and choked it off mid-word.

Okay, whatever. Right? If these highly paid idiots want to strut their PC peacock feathers, let ‘em. At least that’s what I USED to think.

After stewing on it for a while, I became more pissed off and frankly amazed that the NFL is ALLOWING these broadcasters to insert their personal opinions on the issue.

This is not trivial.

What the broadcast media is doing, is essentially ostracizing one of the NFL’s teams – and more importantly their BRAND – as some kind of shameful outcast. A football leper, for whom it’s okay to spit on if you like.

Why the NFL hasn’t called their own talent at NFL Network onto the carpet for this is stunning. Because the league should say in no uncertain terms: “You are there to call the Cowboys the Cowboys, the Bengals the Bengals, and YES… the Redskins the Redskins. Period. You don’t get to pick and choose, based on the hot issue of the day. If you really can’t in good conscience do that, then here’s the door.”

I believe that the name will ultimately survive not just on merit (64 high schools, most on Indian reservations, proudly carrying the same “Redskins” moniker) but also because nobody really CARES about the issue – other than liberals needing another story to write on deadline.

But it doesn’t mean that the team’s BRAND isn’t taking damage. It is. I see it and hear walking around town. Hell, I even worried for a quick second that my daughter might actually get some shit from her teachers when she proudly declared she can’t wait to wear her new Washington Redskins t-shirt to school on the next “free dress day.”

All of the above came into even sharper focus, when I read this article about how carefully the NFL guards, promotes, and sharpens their 32 individual brands.

And it’s done… by a woman! (cue Bowden: “jus’ lank a woman…”)

For the past 12 years, Jaime Weston, vice president of Brand & Creative, has spearheaded team-design overhauls, campaign rollouts, and product launches for the NFL. Now, Weston and her team are gearing up for the 2014 season, kicking off Sept. 4, with their priorities fixed on NFL Now, a digital content platform that gives fans access to personalized clips, news coverage, and archive video. Weston’s team is also behind the “Together We Make Football” campaign, a contest asking fans to submit their stories of why they love football for a chance to win a trip to Super Bowl XLIX, and the NFL International Series, three regular-season games played at Wembley Stadium in London. It’s a grab bag of responsibilities, each as crucial to the NFL’s brand as the next, but Weston isn’t really sweating it. “I’m always really good at wearing many hats,” she says.

Her most important role at the NFL to date, however, may be as one of the architects of a singular brand that each of the 32 teams–as different from each other as the cities they’re based in–could rally around. Her creative inspiration for the outcome? The league’s most valuable players, of course: the fans.

So what is the brand we want to convey? We did a lot of work with our fans to understand our brand essence, which comes down to three words: intense, meaningful, and unifying.

At the end of the day, what we deliver is a game that’s intense: The fact that your team only plays one day a week–every second matters, every down matters. Meaningful: It really is much more than a game to us. We really permeate well beyond the Xs and Os on the field. And unifying: We’re like that last great American campfire, in that people come together and share stories. So that’s how we look to manage the brand: It’s about the storytelling behind it, the meaningfulness, and pulling people together.

The relentless hammering of the Redskins name issue by the professional left, has been anything but “unifying” that’s for sure. Worse, yet, is that their stance essentially paints every respectful Redskins fan as some shitheel racist, with whom there’s no point in even having a conversation about the nickname or logo.

Two of the biggest issues that nobody on the “Change the Name” side want to talk about, revolve around the logo and the team history. Are the name changers “okay” with the logo, designed by a Native American? What about a spear with a feather? And what about every highlight, photograph, banner, poster, magazine that bears this horrible, awful, tear-rendering “slur” that us fans have collected through the years?

Must the banishment of the name and brand go back through the years, retroactively, in all areas?

Oh, I know what that crowd WOULD say, if the  team ever makes the fatal mistake of caving in to their demands. They would surely say you can’t show highlights or ever reference what the team was once called. And they’ll likely move to impose social penalties on people who wear their old shirts, hats, helmets and jerseys in public spaces.

Yeah, that means schools and sporting events, and everywhere else they can impose their iron fist of sensitivity.

If you think I am exaggerating, then you simply don’t know how these people think.

So I wonder what Jaime Weston thinks about all of this? I wonder if she understands – her words – “the meaningfulness” of being a Redskins fan? I wonder if she would fight vigorously to accept that the league must – her words again – “make sure you’re rooting your design in fan truths”

I wonder too, if the NFL truly realizes the danger in showing any weakness to the opponents of the name and brand “Redskins.” Because this is not the end of the war for them, it’s just the beginning.

Stop them now, or regret it forever.

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“Hi, I’m Troy McClure. You might remember me from such self-help videos as “Smoke Yourself Thin” and “Get Confident, Stupid.”

-Troy McClure – The Simpsons

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Patrick Reed… aka “The Yankee Poulter” shushing the crowds at Gleneagles.