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July 1

Considering picking up golf (Kilala.nl (Cailin Coilleach)) by Cailin Coilleach

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Back in November of 2005, I took part in a golf clinic that was arranged for $PREV-CLIENT. I enjoyed that afternoon tremendously and have since kept golf in the back of my head as something that I'd like to play more often. Of course that had sunk to the back of my head over the years, but there's always been that little voice :)

Now, thanks to the golfing thread at Gathering of Tweakers this small voice has turned into a pestering loudmouth ^_^

The fact that the lads in said thread are passing around tips for cheap sets of clubs isn't making it easier for me to say "no". (A decent set for E200, or a lower quality set for E100). Nor is the fact that the GMG group is offering a sweet five lessons for E50 deal. *sigh*

Of course I realize that it's folly to start playing right now. With the baby on its way there's no way that I can think of spending such money. But one can dream, que no?

Posted in: golf , outdoors , prohibitive costs , sports
June 26

Soccer Update - Two (Cotter's Corner (IRS)) by IRS

So, I haven't updated in a while so I thought I would keep everyone up on what was happening in the world of Soccer and old guys trying to act young.

We had our first "real" scrimmage on Monday this week dressed in our spiffy new uniforms and everything. The coaches split the team up into two groups. One group that is primarily defense and one that is primarily offense and let us have at it for three thirty minute periods.

We defensive people really did well for ourselves. We ultimately lost to the offensive guys, but only by 7-5. We didn't take an ass whipping or anything - we held up.

As for me, my body is slowly but surely getting more used to the idea of moving around. The soreness I experience after practice goes away in a day or so now and doesn't last for the entire week. Which is amazing, in and of itself. I'm wearing some pretty good shoes that I finally dropped some insoles into (cleats have NO padding on the bottom, so if you are playing on a hard field you might as well be barefoot on concrete). The insoles were a life saver! I had no "hot spots" on the bottoms of my feet and actually my legs felt better as the game went on instead of the other way around. Probably has something to do with my arches getting the support they need.

Soccer is a lot of fun to play. I've really, really been enjoying it. Work has been pretty crazy lately here too, but this is a soccer update, not a work update.

Lastly I'll tell you that we are playing a hispanic team this Saturday in our first "real" game. No, I don't consider playing the girls a real game, it was more of a scrimmage. So, we're going to have a real test of how crappy we are - and I can't wait! We don't know much about this team, so they could all have been playing together for years and completely destroy us - or they could suck just like we do. Time will tell I suppose.

I'll put up pictures as soon as I can since I know everyone enjoys seeing fatty doing something physical.

Posted in: exercise , old guy acting young , soccer , sports
May 7

Soccer Update - One (Cotter's Corner (IRS)) by IRS

So, Monday night we played the U-18 girls team that our part-time coach really coaches. We arrived at about ten 'til six and the girls were warming up on the field with drills. Let it suffice to say that every guy on our team thought we were going to have our asses handed to us. We all stretched and cowered and wondered how we would explain this defeat to our friends.

Then we started.

In the first ten seconds of time we kicked off, passed the ball outside and downfield and scored on a cross.  We scored again about two minuts later.

Let it suffice to say this was quite a shock. Of course, I wasn't playing at this point. My shin splints were making me miserable just standing there. So, I was on the sideline while all the important stuff happened in the beginning. I was waiting for a chance to sub out in a defensive position where my lack of mobility wouldn't be quite so detrimental to my team.

At long-last I jumped in and proved how pitifully slow I was. It was nearly pathetic, but I kept at it and by the second 15-minute period my shins were just constantly hurting and didn't really hurt more when I ran on them, so I just stayed out.  I couldn't cut well, but eventually with the help of angles of attack I was able to keep up with anyone who tried to test me. Thankfully, that wasn't often.

It was an absolute blast. And while it would be poor sportsmanship to say we kicked little girl ass all over the field on Monday, I'll say it anyway. They were talkin smack to us a little, so, it was all in good fun. They want a rematch in a few weeks, so we'll see what fun that brings. 

Posted in: old guy acting young , soccer , sports
April 14

I’m going to regret this… (Cotter's Corner (IRS)) by IRS

In lots of ways. I’m going to regret posting this here, but, I’m doing it anyway. Since common sense sometimes escapes me.

I’ve joined an adult soccer league.

I know, I know.

Our first practice was Saturday. I had an absolute blast. I had to leave the practice a little early since the parents were coming to the house for Ellery’s birthday, but, it was still a great experience while I was able to attend. There was a LOT of turnout. Probably 14 people showed up, which exceeded my expectations. Some were in good shape, while others (like me) were just hanging in there.

I can also freely admit that I am sore beyond all reason today (more than yesterday). But, it’s a good kind of pain. We drilled and then scrimmaged for a while, the scrimmaging was the best part - I even managed to grab one turn over while playing. Which I consider a massive success.

And the best news? All that running around and craziness had no effect on my foot. I was completely pain-free. So, I guess this means that I am going to keep doing it. After work today I plan on stopping and buying a few soccer balls to practice with and some cleats.

Our first match is against a group of 15 year old girls and I have NO DOUBT they are going to annihilate us.

Posted in: exercise , sports , work related
April 12

Yes, Don FUCKING Imus (Cotter's Corner (IRS)) by IRS

You know, it's not often that I venture out past my own insanely me-centric posts here, but this issue is a complete and total waste of time. I just read an article from a Kansas City Star sports columnist that perfectly summed up this entire ordeal, it's a diversion from the real issues that african-americans (I almost used blacks, but I'm not sure if that's offensive to someone or not) should be talking about…

I'm going to quote the article here so that people don't swamp the link on the web page (which I'm sure is getting hammered)…

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COMMENTARY

Imus isn’t the real bad guy

Instead of wasting time on irrelevant shock jock, black leaders need to be fighting a growing gangster culture.

By JASON WHITLOCK - Columnist

Thank you, Don Imus. You’ve given us (black people) an excuse to avoid our real problem.

You’ve given Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson another opportunity to pretend that the old fight, which is now the safe and lucrative fight, is still the most important fight in our push for true economic and social equality.

You’ve given Vivian Stringer and Rutgers the chance to hold a nationally televised recruiting celebration expertly disguised as a news conference to respond to your poor attempt at humor.

Thank you, Don Imus. You extended Black History Month to April, and we can once again wallow in victimhood, protest like it’s 1965 and delude ourselves into believing that fixing your hatred is more necessary than eradicating our self-hatred.

The bigots win again.

While we’re fixated on a bad joke cracked by an irrelevant, bad shock jock, I’m sure at least one of the marvelous young women on the Rutgers basketball team is somewhere snapping her fingers to the beat of 50 Cent’s or Snoop Dogg’s or Young Jeezy’s latest ode glorifying nappy-headed pimps and hos.

I ain’t saying Jesse, Al and Vivian are gold-diggas, but they don’t have the heart to mount a legitimate campaign against the real black-folk killas.

It is us. At this time, we are our own worst enemies. We have allowed our youths to buy into a culture (hip hop) that has been perverted, corrupted and overtaken by prison culture. The music, attitude and behavior expressed in this culture is anti-black, anti-education, demeaning, self-destructive, pro-drug dealing and violent.

Rather than confront this heinous enemy from within, we sit back and wait for someone like Imus to have a slip of the tongue and make the mistake of repeating the things we say about ourselves.

It’s embarrassing. Dave Chappelle was offered $50 million to make racially insensitive jokes about black and white people on TV. He was hailed as a genius. Black comedians routinely crack jokes about white and black people, and we all laugh out loud.

I’m no Don Imus apologist. He and his tiny companion Mike Lupica blasted me after I fell out with ESPN. Imus is a hack.

But, in my view, he didn’t do anything outside the norm for shock jocks and comedians. He also offered an apology. That should’ve been the end of this whole affair. Instead, it’s only the beginning. It’s an opportunity for Stringer, Jackson and Sharpton to step on victim platforms and elevate themselves and their agenda$.

I watched the Rutgers news conference and was ashamed.

Martin Luther King Jr. spoke for eight minutes in 1963 at the March on Washington. At the time, black people could be lynched and denied fundamental rights with little thought. With the comments of a talk-show host most of her players had never heard of before last week serving as her excuse, Vivian Stringer rambled on for 30 minutes about the amazing season her team had.

Somehow, we’re supposed to believe that the comments of a man with virtually no connection to the sports world ruined Rutgers’ wonderful season. Had a broadcaster with credibility and a platform in the sports world uttered the words Imus did, I could understand a level of outrage.

But an hourlong press conference over a man who has already apologized, already been suspended and is already insignificant is just plain intellectually dishonest. This is opportunism. This is a distraction.

In the grand scheme, Don Imus is no threat to us in general and no threat to black women in particular. If his words are so powerful and so destructive and must be rebuked so forcefully, then what should we do about the idiot rappers on BET, MTV and every black-owned radio station in the country who use words much more powerful and much more destructive?

I don’t listen or watch Imus’ show regularly. Has he at any point glorified selling crack cocaine to black women? Has he celebrated black men shooting each other randomly? Has he suggested in any way that it’s cool to be a baby-daddy rather than a husband and a parent? Does he tell his listeners that they’re suckers for pursuing education and that they’re selling out their race if they do?

When Imus does any of that, call me and I’ll get upset. Until then, he is what he is — a washed-up shock jock who is very easy to ignore when you’re not looking to be made a victim.

No. We all know where the real battleground is. We know that the gangsta rappers and their followers in the athletic world have far bigger platforms to negatively define us than some old white man with a bad radio show. There’s no money and lots of danger in that battle, so Jesse and Al are going to sit it out.

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Hell yeah! Finally someone (who is african-american) comes out and tells it like it is. Jessie Jackson, Rev Al - all they give a shit about it furthering their own agenda. They won't take on the hard fight. Let's see them step out against Jay-Z or 50 cent. Hell no they won't do it. 

Posted in: sports
January 3

I've reached my first breaking point... (Kilala.nl (Cailin Coilleach)) by Cailin Coilleach

Cartman from South Park
And it's a mental one, as opposed to a physical one.

I've only slept 5.5 hours tonight, as is wont to happen when certain intimacies take place in the middle of the night. And since I woke up half an hour earlier than normal I've also screwed up my rhythm, making me feel very slothy.

Now one voice in my head is saying "Dude, it's unsafe to ride your bike when your this tired. Take the bus! It's comfy!" and on the one hand he sounds like he has a point. But on the other point there's my _real_ voice of conscience that's saying "Dude, stop making up fscking excuses and get it over with!" (or as Cartman used to say "You lack in a disciprine!"). Menno's taught me in the past that you should stay positive at times like these, to get over your breaking point, so I'm gonna! Fuck this attitude! I'm gonna keep on cycling!

MK, you may not realize it, but your "Faito!" from a few days back actually helped a lot! It's always stuck in the back of my head when I'm trying to beat some steep hill :) Thanks for that one buddy...

To make things easier though, I'd _love_ to have some music running on my earbuds. Some uptempo, upbeat music that's there to keep up the pace and to keep me positive. But I also know that I shouldn't wear earbuds in traffic since it's unsafe... Especially with my Shure earbuds that block out all outside sounds. *sigh* Need to find some solution for that...

EDIT:
Something that would seriously help me keep up would be "I love you Chul-soo", by the Korean Lee Jung Hyun. Or "Venus" by Hitomi, or "I have a dream" by Witches. As I said: uptempo and upbeat. Posted in: breaking point , mental , sports