Baseball

As you may know my Red Sox took their ball and went home awhile ago. My back up team over the years has evolved into being the San Francisco Giants, and tonight they could clinch and go to the World Series.

My ex is a HUGE Giants fan. He probably loves Giants baseball more than anything on the planet. As much as we're not talking right now and as much as I think we both hurt each other over the past year or so, I know he's had a really hard year in 2010. This would be a huge deal to him, and I'd like to see it happen for him.

And for the rest of the fans out there. It's pretty neat to go to a sports bar here and see so many Giants fans totally freaking out. I sort of picked up the team from watching countless games with my ex and last year I took him to AT&T park to see a game and man it's a bad ass ball park. I'd love to go back again in the future, especially when I have more time to hang around the city, etc.

View from our seats

I was so freakin' fat last year, why didn't anyone tell me? It was also incredibly humid that day.

Irish Heritage night!

Beer! I still have those cups.

The gates of the park.

Then of course there is the man, Brian Wilson, who's number I'm wearing today:

This is of course without the weird beard.

Serious face.

This is the sign of a good game.

I don't know why, but this guy cracks me up and I love watching his interviews. He never does anything he's supposed to and he throws a baseball like he's shooting a bullet out of a gun. Love him. Seriously. Hate away, I love this guy.

Anyway after work I'm debating going somewhere to watch the game, because if they win tonight, I don't want to be home alone celebrating with the cat. She wouldn't be into it, the cat is a Red Sox fan.

Who Dat Nation!

Yeah, I blog a lot about the Seattle Seahawks, who are my team of choice. But in my family we also keep the Saints as our back up team. I mean hello, one of the guys playing for them has the same name as my dad. I have a lot of other personal reasons for giving the Saints mad love and respect. Drew Brees is a class act all the way around and I can't think of a quarterback I would have liked to see in a superbowl as much as my own, that isn't him. Also I'm just a little in love with Scott Fujita, politically. Seriously, he's almost the perfect man.

But there is more to it than all that.

When Hurricane Katrina happened I was home visiting my folks and I remember watching the storm start and my heart just sinking. It looked so flipping awful and I do have a handful of friends back there. I spent the next few weeks watching that city get first destroyed and then get redestroyed by shoddy relief efforts. I cried watching these images on television of Americans suffering in their own country and watching the people who were supposed to protect them, ignore them. I mean really, four days to get relief down there? Stupid. Short sighted. Wrong. Those are the gentlest words I can use.

About two years ago I saw the show No Reservations with Anthony Bourdain and he did a New Orleans episode and even still things down there aren't fixed completely. And it stirred up the same anger and sadness in me that watching the initial hurricane did.

It seems silly, especially if you don't follow sports how much the Saints mean to these people, especially this year. But it means everything to a lot of them. A good friend of mine is a huge Saints fan and he has family in Louisiana and is still angry, obviously, about how Katrina was handled. Yesterday was probably one of the happiest days he's had in a long time. He was on the phone with his family off and on through the game and it was pretty touching. Hell, I remember watching them reopen the Superdome a few years ago and just bawling, because the people there were so excited to have it back.

We partied. We had a blast. We cheered for the Saints. I cheered for an entire city of people who got hosed by Mother Nature a few years ago. I thought of you Louisiana. I thought of the people there.

And yeah, we drank a lot of beer too. There was that.

Project 365- January 24th

Watching the Saints go to the Super Bowl at my friend Ricky's house.

keeping my new years resolution project 365

A few weeks ago I posted about trying to do Project 365 this year, a project where you take a picture each day of the year and post them either once a day or once a week. With the holiday weekend being so full of party, etc, I was afraid I'd already blown it, but the truth is, its just in my nature to take a picture daily. I have actually taken at least one every day this year (save for today) so I'm going to try to keep it going. In the mean time, here's what I shot so far this year.

January 1st: DJ Sol at Mo/Tav. Funny thing about this picture? It was at about 11am.

January 2nd: My BFF Megan in the basement of Creekside, wearing a friend's hat and being truly thug life.

January 3rd: At Mr. Rick's after watching the Seahawks lose at football. This is Big Dave, my neighbor, and Justin, one of the guys who works at Rick's, who I adore, downing Pacificos on a Sunday afternoon.

Did you make any New Year's Resolutions?

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how did they get a picture of me at the Grad

I mean really? That game yesterday was a cluster and a half. Painful to watch. I think I might be breaking up with the Hawks until next year. Maybe....

I photo shop things

When I got my iPhone awhile back I downloaded an app called ColorSplash that is sort of a mini photo shop. For your phone. Here's some stuff I've done with it.

Centerpiece at my friend's wedding in Alaska.

Mr. Rick's in Avila Beach.

Tasty beverages at the SF Giants game I went to earlier this year.

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Amazing!

So my Seattle Seahawks not only pulled it together this weekend and won a game, it was in fact another shut out. Praise be. Let's all dance around.

Adding to it this little gem that occurred before the start of the game?




Freakin' AMAZING.

So let's just skip talking about the Red Sox taking a dump all over themselves Sunday morning. The wounds are still too fresh.

p.s. If any one knows how to make this blogger template hold videos, I'd be really excited. I shrank the video down to the smallest youtube allows and this template layout is still getting all blown out. I may have to change my layout.

football

I'm starting to wonder if the Seattle Seahawks are mad at me or something. I mean come on you guys....

Week 4 - Colts 34, Seahawks 17

Between this screaming failure of a jeresy and the way you've been playing, my feelings are hurt guys.

How did this happen?

I love my Boston Red Sox, I really,really do. But we have to be the only team in the world who can lose our way to October.


How did this happen? And what's up with that hat?

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