Trinidaaaaaaaaad!!!

TNT rule. Well, at least they rule over Iceland. Dwight Yorke (leaping right) but not seven guys called Desmond and a bunch of others called Dennis now heads to Sydney for the A-league final.

I reiterate. I will change my name to Clive Desmond…or Desmond Clive…if they win the World Cup. Note: new website for the team…or the Department of Tourism and the team.

Friday Chat-A-Rama

Stumped no more. Shoeless Jones left a very wise if brief comment:

There is more to life than the three Bs; beer, baseball and bullshit!

That is true. Friday has become the highlight of the week chez nous for the inexplicable reason (say that like Daffy Duck) of the mere use of bullets rather than posts. As the coffee drips in the pot and soon into the brain I write:

  • The TV ratings for the Winter Olympics are apparently going to be the worst since 1906. It makes sense to me. I have not sat and gawked at the glowing screen and thin folk in lycra once. This weekend we are even going into enemy territory to catch the SLU v. Yale mens hockey game at Canton and then on to Oswego where they may not even have CBC on the cable system. Just Al Michaels. The horror. The horror. He even contextualizes this man to a degree. Fortunately, our hat, illustrated, is doing well:

    “We’ve replenished our stock twice already,” said a frazzled Kristina Panko, a service manager for HBC in Sudbury brought to Turin to work the B.C. House branch. “The hat’s so popular because it’s such an obvious symbol of Canada. But even at home, when I called the other day, they told me the stores had sold out.” The trapper hat is the “it” item of jock – and pseudo-jock – apparel in Turin. “It’s the trendy item of the Games,” said Curtis Runions, a 27-year-old native of Kingston, Ont., who has come to town from England, where he’s a high school teacher, to watch some hockey. “Maybe the fad will pass, like it did with the newsboy hats in Nagano, when everybody had one. But right now it’s the thing to have.”

    More sports of all kinds on Deadspin, my new joke-stealing source.

  • It is also true about Fridays. Friday used to be a statistical dead zone and I could never figure out why there would be an 80% drop in activity. Given that bots never sleep, this was weird as I would ahve though Friday was the idlest day of all. Not for me…others…that’s it. And there have been other shifts in the stats. I used to get up to 12,000 visits a day from 1,600 to 2,000 visitors. Now I get 7,500 visits from 2,000 to 2,500 visitors. I have no idea what it means. I have heard a few references to last August (when GX40 numbers hit a peak) as the top month for others. Maybe that was the crest of the blogosphere. Just a few comments to 50,000, by the way.
  • On the three Bs mentioned above, there is lots of stuff that never gets written down here that falls into the categories of family and work. I think that it is prudent but also I generally like to make up stuff so that no one can really call me out on any particular fact. So while I try to write daily, it is not as fact based as, say, John Gushue’s excellent Dot Dot Dot, as excellent a radio reference as there ever was.
  • I am as state pro-bureaucracy as they come in the sense I am not a knee-jerker against public money going to public needs through public service. [Ed.: Yes, I know…how did we ever get the class “D” bloggers license?] I believed this consistently when I was in the self-aggrandizing private sector. Yet…there is this thing called the CRTC and I have learned, if this is possible, to love them less this morning:

    The CRTC said yesterday that Canadian telephone customers have been overbilled to the tune of $652.7-million over the past few years, but the money will not be going back to them. The federal regulator ruled instead that telecommunications companies such as Bell Canada and Telus Corp. should use most of the money — equivalent to about $50 a customer — to expand offerings in underserved markets, primarily rural and remote communities.

    I want my fifty bucks, please. MY fifty bucks.

  • I like Jean Charest. I think he is going to go to junior partner in a 2 person caucus in 1993 to one of the great players in whatever changes are going to occur in Canada. Note this in the Globe:

    In the recent election campaign, Mr. Harper promised Canadians that he would work with the premiers to develop a guarantee on patient waiting times ensuring that Canadians receive essential treatment within clinically acceptable time frames. The cost of the pledge, said Mr. Harper, would have to be borne by the provinces under former prime minister Paul Martin’s $41-billion, 10-year plan for health care, signed in 2004. Yesterday, however, the Quebec Premier made it clear that he doesn’t expect to pick up the cost of his provincial program on his own. The gauntlet now dropped, Mr. Harper will have to decide whether to modify his promise and help pay for the program, or bite the bullet and disappoint Quebec, and probably other provinces, too.

    Good job. We all didn’t sign up for Team Stevie. 63.5% didn’t. I think we are going to look to the premiers as much as the opposition in the House to hold them to account.

There. That is a start. Chat dammit chat.

De-Yankification

Thinking about the children. It’s all about the children:

The Class A Lowell Spinners of the New York-Penn League say that if youth baseball leagues across New England change the name of a team from the Yankees to the Spinners, Lowell would pay for new uniforms. In a message on the Spinners’ Web site, general manager Tim Bawmann said many children in New England are devastated when they are assigned to be on a team called the Yankees.

Save the children from the trauma of being associated with the Yankees. Give today.

Update: best search string reaching this blog this month so far: “cheater baseball”.

Chat for Friday

It’s here again. Why does this work? Why do you demand bullet points on Friday but separate posts the rest of the week?

  • Update: New Canadian hero!
  • Update #2: BTW, if anyone suggests that the economy was not strong at the end of 2005, before the Tories, think again. High dollar and exports growing faster than import growth.
  • I hate opening ceremonies to the Olympics. It is like a great joke on us all:

    As in past opening ceremonies, viewers might have a tough time deciphering many of the elements, some of which are meant to convey a deeper meaning. Rollerbladers clad in red bodystockings with giant flames shooting out the back of their heads will symbolize the passion, speed and energy of both Italians and Olympic athletes. Dancing trees and artificial cows pulled on rollers will pay tribute to the Alps and their farming culture. Performers suspended by wires will create a mid-air version of Boticelli’s Venus.

    What is an artificial cow? I remember the worst was at the end of the Montreal Olympics teens with big flags ran around in formation to the tune “Thanks to the Volunteers”. Or that could have been the Commonwealth games in ’78. I watched so much of the TV then that when I went to sleep I could still hear Ernie Afaganis’s voice.

  • I would love to take a day off ribbing Tories so just let me say I have a new favorite Tory – Garth Turner, he of the mid-90’s mid-Saturday afternoon financial self-help TV show. Why? Because yesterday he said he campaigned on the position that party switchers should have to run in a by-election and he repeated it again unlike someone in the cabinet who actually said that was then and this is now. Then was three weeks ago.
  • Wayney, Wayney, Wayney. Dear oh dear oh dear. Steve Somers on WFAN 660 AM was taking non-stop calls on Waynegate last night. Apparently if you possibly know that your assistant coach is running a betting racket that is not enough to tarnish the golden boy. And – as a co-owner of the team – if your GM is allegedly involved, too, that is not any of your problem. Maybe it’s not but when you say you knew nothing about it and then you are supposedly heard speaking of it before you knew nothing one does not know what to think. Rumours spin around. Do you care?

Moneyball?

The New York Times has a good article this morning re-evaluating the concept of Moneyball:

“Moneyball” extolled the talents of Beane, portraying him as superior to other teams’ general managers. Lewis celebrated Beane for his ability to produce winning teams with small payrolls, but Terry Ryan has done the same thing with the Twins, a fact Lewis didn’t acknowledge. As little as Beane might have thought of Howe, the Athletics reached the playoffs three straight seasons under him and have not been there the last two years with Ken Macha as their manager after making it in his first year.

It has been three years since the publication of “Moneyball,” and it is worth assessing other matters the book discusses. Several times, Lewis wrote about the Athletics’ infatuation with Kevin Youkilis, a young player who had a high on-base percentage, the gold standard of Beane’s player evaluation. In limited playing time with Boston the past two seasons, Youkilis has compiled a .376 on-base percentage but has yet to show the Red Sox he is ready to help them on a daily basis. They are planning to try Youkilis, a converted third baseman, as a platooned first baseman this year.

So many consultants’ schemes and management theories turn out like the evil counsel to the king in bad movies set in the Middle Ages. They focus on the ends but not the means or the means but not the ends. Usually a lot of villages get flayed in the process. Moneyball seems to me like that, focusing on the average to get above average. It is like the trap in hockey – an intervention in the game from outside the game to win the game that loses the game. Focusing on Youkilis is like that. A cornerstone of not a lot.

Dang!

I wasn’t paying attention and I’ve already missed the pre-pre-game show for Super Bowl Extra Large. I hope the pre-warm-up-show is still on the other channel.

Predictions? The team I pick will lose. That makes it Pittsburg. Jerome Bettis, however, will win MVP for guys with guts everywhere. My newly discovered but slowly loading pal Deadspin has a post on what you might watch on TV other than the Super Bowl this evening.

Trucks On Sand Dunes


From Dirk von Zitzewitz’s Blog and Dakar 2005.

It is that week again and the channel formerly known as the Outdoor Life Network is playing the Lisbon to Dakar rally as a four night summary. Apparently on Saturday there is a four hour repeat broadcast starting 2 pm, a festival of broken drive trains and motorcycles flying mid-air into jagged rock faces.

Last year I promised myself to take this on by moped. This year I renew that pledge for 2007 but with sidecar mopeds. Vintage experimental Italian ones.

US College Football

There are moments in life when you hit a wall, when you realize in all honesty “hey, I can’t do this.” It must be odd, however, to be a good kid, a great athlete and on TV before a massive continental audience and then get hammered. [Ed.: I think “continental” will be the word of Genx X at 40 for 2006.]

I stopped watching the Ohio State victory over Notre Dame when I started feeling uncomfortable for the kids in the gold helmets. I am assured I will not feel so itchy shirted in relation to tonight’s Penn State v. Florida State game. I will try to love again.