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April 30, 2008

New York Sports Update



The Yankees are doubling the price of tickets for the All Star Game to be held at Yankee Stadium this year.  They need the money.  Phil Hughes admitted he can't see, which is very bad in a starting pitcher, so the Yanks bought him a seeing-eye dog, but Chien-Ming Wang ate it.  Now they're buying Hughes night vision goggles to use during the day.  Last night in Detroit ex-Yank Gary Sheffield hit one of Hughes' pitches out of the park, and Hughes is still wandering around the parking lot looking for the ball.  He was joined there by Joba Chamberlain, who is still trying to get the flies out of his eyes from last fall's playoff game in Cleveland.

Meantime, when the Pope said mass at Yankee Stadium, they put the altar at second base, but nobody told Shelly Duncan, so he slid into the Pope and spiked him in the thigh.  All the Cardinals came pouring out of the dugout swinging bats and the Spanish Inquisition ran in from the bullpen, where they were warming up, and they beat the spit out of the Yankees.

A-Rod announced a naming auction for his new baby daughter, and when the big money heard about it they jumped right in.  The kid will be called Citibank Virgin-Atlantic Rodriguez.

Carlos Delgado announced he was sorry for not appearing for an encore after Mets fans cheered him for hitting two homers in a game.  To make it up for them he is going to come out on Saturday and sing the death scene from I Pagliacci from the mound.


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April 27, 2008

Requiem For A Bantamweight



Every day more creepy revelations emerge about Barack Obama. First it was his “church” with that nut-job of a pastor. Now it’s his long association with Bernadine Dohrn and the Weather Underground.

It’s no credit to the establishment media that this information is only now starting to dribble out now. It’s almost as though they have been sitting on it, waiting for him to get the lock on the nomination before releasing it, if you get my drift. I wrote in this space months ago that Obama only had a small window of opportunity to get the thing locked up. Once a full inventory is taken of the skeletons inhabiting his spider web-filled closet, a lot of his declared supporters are going to end up with egg on their faces.

Hillary Clinton, though clearly behaving from a motivation of self-interest, still deserves a laurel of recognition for saving the Democratic Party from self-immolation, because spontaneous combustion is the only appropriate descriptive word for what the Democrats would have undergone had she bowed to the Republican-induced campaign to get her to throw in the towel.

If I were a political cartoonist, I would characterize Barack Obama as a slick carnival sideshow barker with a plaid suit, bowler hat and cane from a 1920’s traveling circus, exhorting the thick-necked rubes, deadened from a life of mind-numbing cultural deprivation, to enter the carny tent (maybe Hillary's the fat lady inside ha-ha!) where they would be shortchanged and fleeced, only to find the next day that the show had vanished.

It’s The Twilight Zone, with a huge dose of Theodore Dreiser and Sinclair Lewis thrown in for good measure, and not a little Federico Fellini (I’m thinking of the pilgrims going bananas at the site of the “miracle”). A smooth-talking guy appears out of Chicago (where else?), creates a firestorm of fanatical enthusiasm in a devoted following of cult believers and goes down in flames. It’s pure Americana, even to the point of an evil, insidious force working the controls from behind the curtain, The Wizard of Oz.

I have a lovely friend on my job who is a True Believer of Obama. The guy is an admitted attorney and conventionally intelligent, so it’s scary and disconcerting to me when he exhorts me, eyes gleaming, “Barack Obama will be our greatest president.”

Whoa, baby, let me have some of what you’re smoking so we can get on the same level. Based on what???

He goes on, “People who have heard Obama give one speech have declared they are switching over to him!!” Sorry, but that sounds to this observer like aliens taking over people’s minds, or Scientologist auditing. When I suggested to the guy that Obama might have had more success by working with the Clintons and the Democratic apparatus, and displaying a little patience, he brushed that off.“That’s the old politics.Obama wants to install a new system.” Yeah, with him at the top of it. Where have I heard that before?

This hackneyed American myth of a figure emerging from the heartland with no establishment ties is made to measure for a false idol with nothing to recommend him but a smooth line to bamboozle the suckers. Add to it Obama’s lock on the black electorate, though I’m sure that’s not as monolithic as it might seem to an outside white person like myself. All families feel that they are exclusive, and myself, being the ultimate solitary loner, am not even admitted to the deliberations of white families, so I can only avail myself of the writer’s suppositions. Still, I can envision plenty of arguments at black dinner tables throughout the nation, where the older generation, not so thoroughly impressed with Obama, whom more than a few of them would mockingly deride as “high yeller” or “house Negro,” a smooth door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman working his magic on mamma while daddy is out driving a truck.

Any mature black person who would dare to recall the friendship shown to the black electorate by the Clintons probably runs the risk of being unmercifully taunted by the younger generation, rarely at a loss for words, who would tend to see in Obama the sterling validation of their own ambitions and aspirations.

In terms of the white Obama supporters, their motivation for genuflecting in his presence is obviously the nostalgia of the older ones for a Kennedy and the desire on the part of the younger ones, who only know Kennedy as history, to want to be inspired, so through a process of transference they have focused their desire onto Obama, just as a lovelorn woman focuses her desire to have romance onto an undeserving object of affection who is ultimately ruinous to her.

Since this country’s manufacturing base has mostly left for points east anyway, and most jobs today involve what are laughably referred to as “social skills”, it sort of dovetails with Obama’s own record of non-achievement. After law school he went to work as a “community organizer” (what did he exactly organize? Again, it sort of sounds like mostly talking, if I may be permitted to inject an element of levity). Then, according to the account, he refused to go to work for wheeler-dealer Tony Rezco, then he did some “legal work” for Rezco, then he bought a house, with Rezco’s involvement, for a deep-discounted $1.3 million. Sorry, but Al Sharpton aside, I wasn’t aware of “community organizers” buying million-dollar mansions unless what they were organizing were real estate deals.

Anybody who believes that Republican politicians, who are themselves no slouches at flipping Chicago real estate (remember House Speaker Dennis Hastert, whose specialty was that city’s western suburbs adjacent to O’Hare Airport?) have not gotten to the heart of Obama’s real estate proclivities probably believes that the moon is made out of Wisconsin cheddar. No doubt the Republicans, who spared no expense to investigate the Clintons’ Arkansas activities over the course of several years, ultimately coming up empty, will not have ignored Obama’s Rezco connection, probably planning to serve up that little morsel to the electorate as well, as part of their planned smorgasbord menu of select Obama canapés in the fall.

It’s one of the little ironies of the Obama campaign that the exodus he is leading us on out of the enchainment of conventional politics should ultimately terminate in the first entirely brokered convention in fifty years, but that is exactly where this process is heading. What we are essentially faced with is the prospect of arm-twisting, horse trading and deal making on an unprecedented scale not observed since H.L. Mencken, driven to praying on his knees for deliverance after fifty inconclusive ballots at the 1928 Republican convention, was finally rewarded with Herbert Hoover. This process plays to the strengths of the Clintons, with Obama unmercifully overmatched. Unless I miss my guess, the 2008 Democratic convention in Denver should produce a riveting soap opera to delight political junkies for generations to come. Forget Theodore White. This is the best and the worst of times.

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April 27, 2008

BYE-BYE BELICHICK!!



  When Bill Belichick ran off the field without shaking hands with winning Giants coach Tom Coughlin after losing the Super Bowl in the last minute of the season, it's because, like a dying man, he saw his whole life passing in front of his eyes.

He remembered every evil, cheating thing he ever did and he knew that the chickens were now coming home to roost to pay him back for all his nefarious behavior.

He knows what he did, all the taping of opposing teams' defensive signals going back to since he started with the Patriots in 2000, taping opposing teams' practice sessions, probably bugging their locker rooms, bribing refs, paying hookers to knock on opposing players' hotel rooms the night before games, etc.  With all the high-stakes gambling that goes on, he probably used the inside information that he had to bet games and rake in thousands or millions of bucks like disgraced crooked NBA ref Tim Donaghy.

He almost got away with it.  NFL commissioner Roger Goodell already rolled over for him once, destroying the evidence when he got caught taping Jets' signals.  If Belichick would have succeeded in achieving a perfect season and the Super Bowl, his celebrity would have made him untouchable.  Nothing succeeds like success.  He would have achieved what disgraced President Nixon was shooting for - unlimited power.  Like Nixon, he overreached and got caught up in a disgraceful mess of his own contrivance.

Like Nixon getting defeated by the determined efforts of a couple of young people, Woodward and Bernstein, Goodell was undone by the determined efforts of a young Giant team led by neophyte quarterback Eli Manning.  These Giants saved football from a fascist dictatorship run by Belichick who, if he had been able to achieve unlimited power, would have turned the NFL into a gangster empire run exclusively for his benefit.  He definitely would have had a cultural influence on the larger world, corrupted as it already is by the abuses of power perpetrated by the Bush administration, which seized power in a stolen election and used it to empty out the economy into the pockets of his supporters.

But when Plaxico Buress caught the final touchdown pass in the last seconds of the Super Bowl, Belichick knew that he would not have the power to stop all the investigations that would inevitably close in on him.  He knew that he was washed up, and that his career was at an ignominious end.

This writer immediately knew it as well.  Right after that game, I predicted that Belichick was washed up and that he would not be returning with the Patriots next autumn.  I am sticking by that prediction.  Belichick is through.  He will be lucky to avoid going on trial for massive cheating like the NBA ref, Donaghy.

Remember, you heard it here first.


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April 24, 2008

The f-fone from FRANCE



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April 23, 2008

Now Comes The Fun Part (part ii)



Auguste Rodin - The Gates of Hell



April 23, 2008

With Hillary Clinton’s big victory in the Pennsylvania primary, we should immediately see Barack Obama’s campaign funding start to dry up. That’s because its Republican sources, seeing that he can’t put her away and despairing of seeing their good money chase bad, will shift their funding to McCain.

The monied interests reacted with dismay at Clinton’s huge victory. Dow and S&P futures are down this morning. They are petrified at the prospect of the chickens coming home to roost. Given the monstrous Republican stewardship of this country and the world economy at large they have plenty to fear from an inflamed electorate this November. The U.S. stands poised to embark on a vast social revolution presided over by – THE CLINTONS!

Obama was the chisel in Republican hands that shattered the Democratic Venus de Milo, their last firewall against the deluge (sorry for the mixed metaphor). He is still in the race but it remains to be seen how long he will be able to withstand all the body shots he will be forced to endure as ol’ HiliRocky steps inside to get mean and personal. Forget the delegate count. This is going to be a slugfest with the title going to the last man/woman standing.

style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffd700; " color="#4b0082">The Clintons treated Obama with kid gloves for fear of offending the black vote, but last weekend’s attack ads demonstrate that that phase of the process is over.  Now we get to see if Obama can endure the kind of treatment the Clintons have been living with day-and-night for the past 20 years. This Clinton primary victory, with the ensuing battle it is going to provoke, may be the death knell for the Democratic coalition that has existed since Roosevelt. The blacks are almost surely going to create their own party.

The only thing left for the Republicans is to bring out Dick Cheney and his shotgun. And I’m not trying to be funny. There is every possibility that the vast right-wing conspiracy might decide that American democracy is a concept that has run its course. In that case, Hillary Clinton might have to draw on her Bosnian sniper-dodging experience. Seeing the chaos in the Democratic Party, the Republicans might decide that the time was never better to declare a national security emergency, animate a coup d'etat and suspend the election, supported by a large rump of the electorate, maybe 25-30%. Where would that leave us?


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April 17, 2008

Joe Girardi's School of Baseball part II, Starring THE POPE!!!



Girardi - OK, boys, before we start practice today, I lined up a special treat for you.  THE POPE is gonna give you a little pep talk.  Come on up, Benny.

Yanks - Yay!

Pope - Hiya, boys!  Before I leave I'm gonna sprinkle your balls with holy water.  But first I want to address you some remarks of an inspirational nature.

As I drove up here in my Popemobile, I debated in my mind about how the Yankees could benefit from the Power of Faith.  You already got great pitchin with Andy Pettitte and Mariano Rivera.  You got Jeter and A-Rod in the infield.  You certainly got all the muscle you need to hit the long ball...

So how come you're constantly crapping out in the playoffs?

I recently had a long talk with Mother Teresa while we were knocking back a few Peronis and watching the Yanks on the Vatican Channel.  I know she's dead but she still comes back to visit me once in a while.

The subject got around to why so many great Spanish stars are succeeding in baseball, and when we analyzed the situation, the one thing all these guys have in common is that they cross themselves when they go up to bat.

Now, that might seem like a small thing, but if you think about it, bringing God up to home plate might be the determining factor in getting on base.  Maybe if you got on your knees and prayed while you were waiting in the on-deck circle, that might not be so bad either.  In fact, now that I'm thinking on it, maybe the Yanks batting coach could show you how to bat from down on your knees right there in the batter's box.  That would certainly reduce the strike zone and make it hard for the pitcher.

Then, when you draw a walk, you could walk to first base on your knees, like the pilgrims who climb up the stairs on their knees at St. Joseph's Oratory in Montreal.  Who knows, if the Expos had tried that they might have been more successful and they'd still be in business.

Now, everybody knows that as the greatest baseball team in the history of the world, or that ever will be, the Yanks are victims of vicious, insidious jealousy.

That's why you shouldn't be surprised if Red Sox fans are even willing to sell their immortal souls to Satan to beat the Yanks.  Take this Gino Castagnoli, who tried to bury a Red Sox shirt in the foundation of the new stadium to try to put a hex on the Yankees.  

If I get my hands on this prick, you can forget about me being Pope or anything else!  I'm going to turn Castagnoli over to the Spanish Inquisition and let them stretch him on the rack.  That should get his mind off of baseball for a while, the creep!

But I feel sorry for David Ortiz, whose name was on that shirt.  He was so upset when he heard about it that he had to take the day off.  He don't want to be in Boston with those crumbs.  He just can't find a job in New York.  When he came to confession he told me that he HATES playing in Boston.  He cries himself to sleep every night, living in a town of fat slobs who eat beans and fart all day long.  The people of Boston are so cheap they don't even change their underwear.  They built a $50 billion tunnel and it collapsed the first day it was open.

Anyway, forget Boston.  Look, I brought my baseball glove and my bat.  Since Jeter's injured maybe I can try out for shortstop.  If you let me play I'll call up The Flying Nun and we can have a party.

I told the College of Cardinals that maybe we should move the Vatican to New York, but they all want to go to St. Louis.  Anyway, that's all for today.  Carpe diem!

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April 15, 2008

POPE TO VISIT YANKEE STADIUM



When the Pope visits Yankee Stadium he promises to sprinkle holy water on the spot where construction worker Gino Castagnoli buried the David Ortiz Red Sox shirt.

"If I get my hands on [Castagnoli] I'm going to turn him over to the Spanish Inquisition, so they can stretch him on the rack," said the Pope.

 The Pope said he is bringing his baseball glove to the stadium for A-Rod to hit him a few flies.  "Everybody at the Vatican loves the Yanks," the Pope said.  "We're going to fly the paint a mural of Joe DiMaggio on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel."

The Pope said that he will not be visiting Boston on this trip.  "Forget the Red Sox.  They're a bunch of bums," he joked.

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April 14, 2008

RED SOX - They Burn Witches, Don't They?



Yankee fans have disgraced Bronx construction worker Gino Castignoli to thank for exposing to the light of day, like the vampire Nosferatu, the evil Boston practice of invoking the demonic forces of Satan in a bid to win professional sports championships.

If Belichick's cheating earned him an asterisk, the Red Sox deserve to have a scarlet W branded on their foreheads all eternity for their insidious attempt to implant the seed of evil into the womb of our new palace of champions even before its completion. (Let's hope it doesn't collapse on the first day like their $50billion expressway did)

Boston has always been a capital of the black arts, even at its historical inception.  Witness the witch burnings of the seventeenth century, when a few lowly witches were roasted alive while the higher-ups, who were actually running the show, managed to escape.  Does this not bring to mind the workings of the Mitchell Commission, chaired by George Mitchell, himself a Director of the Boston Red Sox, which conducted a witch hunt of principally Yankee players while giving Boston a free pass?

I needn't remind you of the unethical, cheating Belichick, whose satanic practices ultimately availed the Patriots only ignominy and disgrace, landing them forever in the garbage can of sports history.

But this proven episode of lunatic Boston partisans attempting to sell their immortal souls to the devil, because if Castignoli's invocation of the demonic legions of hell had succeeded he surely would have paid for it by the immersion of his own soul in the fiery furnaces of perdition, up to his neck in stinking excrement for all eternity as the devil's willing slave to evil, serves to teach anything, it proves that no Boston success is above suspicion.  

Boston is the capital of the Black Arts, and it must be scourged.  That is why I am advocating an exorcism of Fenway Park, Gillette Stadium and Boston Gardens, to cast off the evil spirits even at the price of Boston sports fans' heads swiveling around like helicopter props while they puke up stinking green geysers of bile.

Exorcism of the whole Red Sox Nation is the only solution to the malediction that is spreading out from that city and engulfing our Great Nation like a demonic oil stain.

Fortunately the authorities did not have to resort to waterboarding to force Castignoli to reveal the location of the accursed shirt, though that would have not been too high a price for the monster to pay.

Even Mayor Bloomberg is not above suspicion, because even though he looks and talks like a typical New York boss, HE IS FROM BOSTON!!!!  How do we know that he is not a demon seed planted within our bosom like the shirt was planted in the stadium, a Manchurian Candidate from Massachusetts?  I'm not saying it's so.  I'm just pointing out how we have to all of us adopt the vigilant attitude displayed by The New York Post, who uncovered the nefarious undertaking.

Remember, as Russian espionage has shown again and again, the most honorable intentions can be undone by reprehensible subterfuge.

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April 13, 2008

MEXICAN SOCCER - Goats vs. Eagles



Break out the quesadillas, mamacita!  This weekend marks the triumphal reprise of Mexico's most explosive sports rivalry, El Super Clasico, pitting the Goats of Guadalajara against the Eagles of Club America in a grudge match which makes the Michigan-Ohio state rivalry seem like a placid boat ride through the Floating Gardens of Xochimilco.

As befitting a country that enjoys washing down 100 varieties of spicy hot peppers with 50 brands of tequila, where being a good neighbor means not shooting off your guns after 4 AM, where sessions of the Chamber of Deputies sometimes resemble chair-throwing Lucha Libre matches, replete with masked bandidos screaming "We don't got to show you no stinking badges!" and where Saturday Night qualifies as a national emergency, the matchup taking place this Sunday night before 115,000 hysterical partisans at the Estadio Azteca will evoke the pre-Columbian football matches of the Mayan empire, where the post-game award ceremony consisted of priests ripping out the still-beating hearts of losing team members and drop-kicking them into the ravenous mouths of anticipating schools of piranha fish that inhabited the sacred lagoon for the extra point.

This rule no longer applies, and I'm not advocating its restoration.  That honor I would reserve for politicians.  But regardless, Mexican players continue to play as though their lives depend on it, zooming around like Speedy Gonzalez for ninety-plus minutes at an altitude of a mile and a half above sea level.

The beauty of the Super Clasico, which dates back to the dark age of 1943, is that while the America team is composed of the finest players to be found throughout Latin America, the Goats, who derive their name from a derisive 1916 newspaper sports column, pride themselves for fielding only the finest Mexican-born players, so that it frames it in terms of Mexico against the rest of the world on a yearly basis.

Since the results over the last 70 years break down to almost exactly 50-50%, it doesn't exactly scream in favor of the parochial, nationalistic approach for fielding a team, and I don't recommend it for our country, but it certainly has emotional appeal for a screaming mob of frenzied fanatics hungry for glory.

Now, you're prob'ly asking yourselves, "Why is this guy, whose previously favorite activity was in trying to convince Red Sox/Patriots fans to drink Clorox and commit mass suicide, why is he all-of-a-sudden so hot on Mexican soccer?"

Well, I'll tell you why!  Because in their infinite tequila-soaked wisdom, the Chivas of Guadalajara have decided to break into North American soccer by establishing a Texas branch, called the Texas Chivas, to compete in the MLS against New York, San Jose, Chicago, et al.  This could be the big breakthrough that MLS is shooting for!  Who cares about Beckham and the boring European game anyway?  With 50 million Hispanic people living in this country, the natural marketing approach screams for bringing the exploding firecracker of the Latin American game to the American market.  

It's a winner!  With Spanish-speaking Univision and Tele-Mundo ready to break through with the Texas Chivas to an already rich and established North American market with all the already pre-fabricated excitement that goes along with the Mexican game, it's only a matter of time before the rest of us are swept into the excitement.

Whatever you think about NAFTA blah-blah-blah, we are all one American people - English, Spanish, French and Portuguese-speaking - from Alaska to Tierra del Fuego (except for Boston).  We don't need no stoopid Juventus or Tottenham Hotspurs to ring our chimes.  We got Pele and Maradona, Argentina and Brazil, the Chivas and the Eagles.  This is America!  We got all the soccer we need right here!

I say, "Chivas, welcome to the U.S.  Work your magic on us!  All North American soccer needs is a kickstart from our Mexican cousins to get our big Harley engine roaring, and American soccer can TAKE OVER THE WORLD!

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April 10, 2008

FAN NATION Soccer Tourney



Soccernation Tourney: What is the best rivalry in soccer (club only)?

The Waiting Game said04/04, 10:31 PM
In the 1st argument only pick your two teams

Mine are:
Celtic and Rangers

200motels said04/05, 04:03 PM
Thanks for inviting me. This is my first throwdown, so I don't know if I am adhering to the conventions.
I choose the rivalry between two historic Mexican clubs, Am??rica, formed on Columbus Day, 1916 and Los Chivas (the Goats) de Guadalajara, formed in 1908. Los Chivas??? name is actually El Club Uni??n, but they were derisively called a bunch of goats by a newspaper and the name stuck.
Since I speak fluent Spanish and have a great love for Mexico, I follow Mexican soccer very closely on Spanish-language television. Am??rica and Los Chivas are the two greatest teams in Mexico. They meet every year for a game which is called El Cl??sico (or El Super Cl??sico) and which ordinarily draws over 100,000 spectators at the stadium and many hundreds of millions more around the world. This game has been played since 1943 when it was won with a 3-1 victory by Guadelajara.
This is the hottest rivalry in Mexican soccer. There have been many bench-clearing riots on the field, notably in 1983, when both teams were charged with assault, and in 1986.
El Super Cl??sico is the most important game of the Mexican football season, always played at Estadio Jalisco or Estadio Azteca.

The Waiting Game said04/06, 02:01 PM
ok so you started arguing, but what ever

Simply known as Old Firm, Rangers Celtic is not simply a rivalry, but a representation of the battle between Catholics and Protestants that have raged in the United Kingdom and Ireland for the last 400 years. Based in the city of Glasgow, Scotland there is a firm divide between Celtic fans (Catholics) and Rangers fans (Protestants), which results in Old Firm twice a year.

It isn???t only about the deep religious views either, these teams play damn good football:

Between Rangers and Celtic they have:
63 Scottish Cups
93 Scottish Premier League Championships, that is ridiculous
Since 95 Celtic and Rangers have finished 1-2 in the SPL all, but 1 year


The two teams have played each other 375 times in their history with:
Rangers winning 151
Celtic winning 131
Drawing 92

Not only do these teams hate each other, but the domination they share over the other Scottish teams can???t be found in any other major league.

200motels said04/06, 10:57 PM
In pre-Colombian Mexico the great Mayan empire had a ball game resembling soccer, where the teams had to put the ball through a stone loop using just their hips or their heads. As a matter of course, the losers were cut open and their still-beating hearts were ripped out and thrown into the sacred lagoon. This charming custom has been allowed to lapse, but the spirit endures.

Since Los Chivas field only Mexican players and America uses players from all around the world, El Super Clasico is the playing field that pits the Mexican spirit against the rest of the world. The players know that it is unforgiveable to lose a game because they are fighting not only for the trophy but for the sacred honor of football. It is not uncommon for players to dress up like superheros, like in Lucha Libre, to confront their opponents. The hundreds of thousands of fans who attend the game typically create riots in the stadium.
The frenetic pace of the games make you forget that they are being played a mile and a half above sea-level. It's easy to choose one team over the other but they are pretty evenly matched at the top of football, so it is pretty much left up to the gods to decide which team w

The Waiting Game said04/07, 03:29 AM
1. Yeah, and people have been playing games resmebling soccer in Europe for hundreds of years. I don't care if the Mayan were playing it before the Scottish. Truth is that Celtic Rangers started playing in 1888 that is over 50 years older then Los Chivas and America.

2. What stadium in Mexico holds "hundreds of thousands of fans"?

3. As quality as those to teams are they do not dominate mexican soccer like Celtic and Rangers do in the SPL!

4. If you want riots go back in the last 400 years of history involving Catholics and Protestants. As for Celtic Rangers for such a huge rivalry there is not very many fatalities, but rioting still takes place.

The truth is that Rangers Celtic have played more games then Chivas and America, they have been playing each other 50 years longer then Chivas and America, they have an extrmeley close record for the 354 games they have played.

And most importantly every time these teams play eachother it means something really important, whether the SPL crown or a chance to play in the Champions league. These two teams always seem to provide us with talent, drama, and quality soccer.

200motels said04/07, 02:24 PM
Considering the height of emotion that the subject arouses in me I feel that I should be indulged the small degree of hyperbole I expressed concerning live attendance at the Super Clasico. Once you exceed 100,000 spectators the counting goes into the hundreds of thousands.
Football is not just a sport of athletic brilliance. It is a showcase of world cultures. In no other country is the fusion of classic and contemporary cultures more complete than in Mexico, where even though the players??? lives are no longer on the line they play the game with the same life-or-death urgency.
Mexico is the pinnacle of Latin American civilization. The Super Clasico assembles a super team of players from throughout that region (America) and pits it against the most superb Mexican-born players (Chivas). By this process are the teams subjected to a hardening process as in a blast furnace of fire, presided over by the spirits of the warrior kings of the ancient nations and revered by the present incarnations of their subjects. The resultant spectacle is a pageant of primordial passion the emotional significance of which has no equivalent anywhere in sport.

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Club America (my fav club in the world) and Las Chivas de Guadalajara is the biggest rivalry! I personally watch the FMF and it doesnt get any better than 'El Clasico'!

MH7KiNG | 04/06/08, 12:08 AM

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Hey but what is up with the ?'s

MH7KiNG | 04/06/08, 12:09 AM

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It's an error in some computer systems or something like that.

Keeper | 04/06/08, 07:11 AM

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ill wait to vote on this one.

200 motels, you can vote for yourself

jeevs BS | 04/06/08, 12:34 PM

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I vote for America

200motels | 04/06/08, 11:05 PM

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anyway, if i have to vote for myself to win it's not fun

200motels | 04/07/08, 07:14 AM

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he voted for him self

jeevs BS | 04/07/08, 01:14 PM

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For my account of the 1969 Soccer War between El Salvador and Honduras, in which thousands died because of a soccer rivalry, visit my web site at www.200motels.net.
Thanks for inviting me. Cheers

200motels | 04/07/08, 02:27 PM

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Pretty darn good for your first TD 200. You get my vote.

Thugmeister G BS | 04/07/08, 03:06 PM

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Palmeiras vs Corinthians...check it out (people literally die in every classic with clashes between fans)

Ghosthunter is spooky! | 04/07/08, 03:23 PM

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Boca River... it's big, it's violent it's long rooted in Argentinian history.

FCB82 | 04/07/08, 03:39 PM

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I particularly enjoyed the part...."As a matter of course, the losers were cut open and their still-beating hearts were ripped out and thrown into the sacred lagoon.
Too bad that they didn't kick the hearts in...then the custom might have endured.-----------H-------------<>extra point here.

Baun-ded | 04/07/08, 04:09 PM

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Not sure if I would have gone Mexican League but 200 Motels makes a better argument, so he gets the vote.

J. HOVA: THE PRINCE OF ZAMUNDA | 04/07/08, 04:22 PM

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America and Chivas have a game this weekend! Cant wait! Vamos Aguilas!

MH7KiNG | 04/07/08, 07:12 PM

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The Estadio Azteca holds more than 100k people. 115,500 actually.

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April 06, 2008

Chinatown



It’s Chinatown.You’ll never get to the bottom of it.

John McCain said this week that he will advocate taking a hard line against Russia. Wait a minute! I though Russia was our friend and France was our enemy. Oh, that was last week.

Let’s see: we are against all of Latin America except Colombia, who is our number one drug supplier. That makes sense. Bush wants to use the Federal Reserve to regulate the financial markets, which is what he was opposed to, but after the latest feedback from Republican congressmen that the party faces a meltdown in November he decided that it’s now a good idea.

McCain lost his marbles a long time ago when, after getting shot down by Jane Fonda, he told his Vietnamese captors, “I’m not leaving without my boys.” The Vietnamese told him, “Hold on a there minute there, Duke, you invaded us!”

The Republicans realize what they have in McCain, George Steinbrenner in a Navy uniform, which is to say: a crackpot. That’s why all their attention is turned to the Democratic race. They dressed up Yoda in a wash and wear suit and called him Barack Obama, and they are using him to derail Hillary Clinton, who is really the latest Terminator morph of Bill Clinton, who is anxious to get back to chasing skirts around the desk in the Oval Office for another eight years.

The reactionary media is screaming at Hillary Clinton to withdraw from the race until they are blue in the face, but peer pressure is not working on her. Weeks after she told her lame story about Bosnian sniper fire they are keeping it alive with on the ground reportage from Bosnia, dragging up testimonials from snipers who insist that they had the day off the day she landed. This stoopid Bosnian story is all that they have left, all other gambits having failed.

Obama is receiving massive infusions of campaign cash. Don’t tell me that all that money is coming from Democrats who hate Hillary Clinton. That animal doesn’t exist. Black people don’t like her because she is standing in the way of their candidate. How soon they forget – Bill and Hillary Clinton were the most devoted allies the black electorate ever had, and now they are calling her a bunch of dirty names. No good deed ever goes unpunished. No matter – all those campaign donations flooding to Obama are not coming from black voters. They’re coming from Republican sources.

The Republicans are desperate to keep the nomination out of Clinton’s hands. Look at the polling: she beats McCain in every market, but McCain beats Obama in every market.

Only an idiot cannot make the connection. An Obama victory translates into a McCain administration. Eight more years of no medical insurance, endless Iraq war, economic meltdown with hedge fund traders paying income taxes at a rate of 15% while I pay 40% and receive nothing back, foreign and domestic chaos.

Forget it, it’s Chinatown.

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April 04, 2008

Jose Conseco, the Shakespeare of the Basepaths



As a belated April Fools Trick MLB commissioner Bud Selig sent a couple of flatfoot investigators over to Barnes & Noble where baseball's very own Shakespeare, José Canseco, was signing his latest epic tome, "Vindicated."

The book, whose cover features a baseball with a hypodermic needle stuck in it, details Canseco's ongoing low-rent crusade to clean up baseball.  Oh surrrre! That puts him right up there with that other fearless reformer, Selig himself, who sat around mute for years while players were juicing themselves right up to the hilt with nary a discouraging word, like the where the deer and the antelope play, until public and congressional pressure started breathing down his back, making things so hot that he was finally obliged to throw some of the game's greatest stars to the wolves to save his own hide.  Bud, you take the cake! The dogfood cake made with 100% pure Alpo.

In his book, Canseco reserves the place of honor for his erstwhile chum, A-Rod, whom he admits presenting some years ago to a character he describes as "a known steroid dealer," though he does not summon up the courage to actually do more than insinuate that A-Rod possibly may have contaminated himself by suggesting that soon after that fateful encounter A-Rod seems to have ballooned up 20-30 lbs.  If you say so, Jose!

Canseco is also circumspect about his opinion of Roger Clemens possible steroid consumption, on the advice of his book publishers who are necessarily sensitive about Clemens' litigious proclivities.  Sensing that discretion is the better part of selling bogus garbage books about professional sports, the publishers restricted Canseco's accusations to the realm of snaky, back-alley insinuation.

Which leaves the most explosive charge for last - that Canseco introduced A-Rod to his then- future ex-wife, Shirley, who was a cocktail waitress at Hooters, and that A-Rod tracked the poor, innocent thing down and corrupted her like the wicked Frenchman in "Les Liaisons Dangereuses", so that when Canseco finally married her she wasn't a virgin at all like he had imagined!  The Horror!!

Of course, he has no proof of this either, because his ex- denies it and A-Rod refuses to even grace it with any commentary whatsoever.

In short, what you have here is a book which is about nothing, which reveals nothing and which resolves nothing.  Now don't get me wrong, I am not writing a book review.  I wouldn't waste my hard-earned filthy lucre on a piece of garbage like that when there are so many other worthwhile books on the market with names like "Cooking With Fruits and Nuts" and "Butt-a-Roni The San Francisco Treat."

But now that Canseco is becoming a major literary figure, right up there with Funny Cide, the first racehorse ever to write a book (he didn't write it himself, stoopid, he dictated it to a stenographer when he had his little horsey butt in a sling), he is attracting the attention of Bud Selig and MLB, who probably feel they have nothing to lose by teaming up with him to produce another Coney Island public relations sideshow.  Not to impugn the respectability of Coney Island, which is a pristine source of wholesome, clear spring water compared to the sewage slop of professional sports).

Selig and Canseco should make a lovely vaudeville song and dance team.  I can actually see Canseco as the prima donna like Daffy Duck and Ol' Bud as the impresario Elmer Fudd in MLB's version of Les Grands Ballets de Looney Toons, where freakin Canseco leaps across the diamond into Selig's waiting arms.

All that I can wish for is now that Mets starter Orlando Hernandez is starting to recover from his foot injury and is now to able to kick real high for his delivery, I hope he rears back and lets go a flying kick into the butts of both Selig and Canseco.

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