Friday, October 5, 2007

X-M's, Fausto, Bugs, Manny's Dong and the Reverse Bartman

Before we get to anything else, let's take our daily look at the X-M's and how they did in today's action.

Alex Rodriguez- 0-4, 3 K, no hits in his last 28 post season road at bats, second longest streak of all time, what a joke.
Asdrubal Crabrera- 0-4, 6 Runners left on base
Jason Veritek- 0-4, 2 runners left on base
David Ortiz- 1-1, 4 BB, 2 intentional walks, 2 R

Statistically a pretty bad day for all of the XM's, except for David Ortiz. But in my opinion it was a fabulous day. The Sox pulled into a 2-0 series lead, leaving the Angels one loss away from four months of thinking "what could have been." And, above all, the Yanks are down two, and A-Rod is one bad game away from being a Chicago Cub. What the hell is wrong with this guy? 0 for his last 28 road at bats, 4 for is last 47 overall post season at bats, and since he left the M's he hasn't had a decent post season. For being the best player in baseball, he isn't very good.

*Hilarious random stat that I hope you all noticed when watching the Yanks v. Angels game. The longest 0-fer streak in post season history is 30 at bats by Billy North, the next three...A-Rod, Dan Wilson and Rickey Henderson, all XM's. It's nice to be able to think about your favorite team while watching other teams in the playoffs, and with any luck, we will have one of our own on top of that list by Sunday night. Go A-Rod!!!

As for players who didn't ever have the privilege of wearing the navy and teal, Friday was a hell of a night for baseball. Fausto Carmona is my favorite pitcher in the post season, and not just because he carried my fantasy baseball team into the playoffs. His sinker is everything a sinker is supposed to be. He made A-Rod look like a fool four times, and he apparently he isn't bothered by bugs. Which brings me to my next point. That had to be one of the most disgusting things I have seen in a really long time. I had about a billion random thoughts during the three innings where the bugs were attacking the game. Here is a short list:

-Cleveland is an awful, horrible, gross place.
-Joba Chamberlain attracts bugs like a pile of shit.
-Was the bug spray they gave Joba actually attracting the bugs? After he sprayed that stuff on himself, he had more bugs on him than a Mexican taco truck.
-Why didn't the bugs affect Fausto? Maybe he likes it? Fausto is great.

The night game was even more fun for a lot of reasons. I am getting far too much pleasure out of watching the Angels get beat, but whatever, I have to feel better about the Mariners some how. (By the way, during the Sox/Angels game we got word that the M's fired all of their coaches except Jeff Pentland the hitting coach. Other than Pentland, the McLariners will have a whole new staff next year. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE HIRE NORM CHARLETON!!!)

The second best thing that happened in the game was what I will refer to as the "Reverse Bartman." This is a perfect example of how the Red Sox have the best fans in baseball. (I'm talking about the ones from Boston, not the teenie bopper "Red Sox Nation" douche bags who populate every other city in the country) I guarantee that if that was a Angel batter who popped up and Jason Varitek was in the stands trying to catch that ball, that kid would have gotten out of the way. But it wasn't. It was Manny, and that kid did exactly what he should have done. When the other team is in the stands, get in their way. And that is exactly what he did, and he made a pretty nice catch too. His play kept Manny alive, Manny walked, and the next batter drove in a run. That kid should get an RBI. Fifty bucks says he got laid because of that play, and that is why the Red Sox have the best home fans in baseball.

But the best thing that happened in the game was Manny's HUGE walk off. I had even more thoughts during this play than I did during Joba and the bugs, here they are:

-It's huge!!
-Why is he still standing there in the batters box? Doesn't he know that even though the game's over, he still has to run.
-Walking Pappi to get to Manny is like talking your way out of a fight with Evander Holifield so you can fight Mike Tyson, what's the difference, you're gonna get your ass kicked either way.
-Why is he still standing there with his hands in the air, somebody tell him he has to run.
-I couldn't hit a 5 iron as far as he hit that home run.
-It's really really big!
-I just got a text from Jonah expressing his thoughts on Manny's pipe.
-Is he still standing there?

-When was his last hair cut?
-That ball may cause a car crash....in Connecticut.
-Good he's running, or jogging very very slowly.
-If I could do what he just did, I'd stand in the batters box for twice that long. And if my hang down was as long as his, I'd take off my pants before I sauntered around the bases.

The best part of the whole thing though, was this: we were watching the game at Sport Restaurant near the Seattle Center, for a KJR event. We had a special section set up for people who wanted to watch the game with us, and win prizes and get their pictures taken with this huge bobble head doll named "Postseason Pete". Most of the people in the section were Red Sox fans, and by the time Manny pulled out on K-Rod, they were all good and drunk. By some crazy stroke of luck, Softy decided to start up a conversation with the ladies next to us about the size of, of all things, David Ortiz's piece. I don't think he knew how much this topic means to me, because before long I was giving a full on lecture about how Manny's is twice as long, 24 inches to be exact. After five minutes I had everyone in our section, about 20 people, calling him Manny two foot. And...when he hit his huge jack to end the game, all 20 of them chanted "Two Foot, Two Foot" for about two minutes. This is instantly one of the greatest moments I've had in my 3 years at KJR. It ranks right up there with the Too-Short experience, the Norm Charleton stories, and beating Dave Henderson (Hendu) in a putting contest for 20 bucks. My ultimate goal is to get as far as I can in the sports world while acting the same way I would in my living room with my friends, if things like this keep happening we're going all the way.

"Two Foot, Two Foot."

Ex-Mariners Update

Yorvit Torrealba- 2-3, 2 RBI
Jose Mesa- .1 IP, 1H, 3R, 3ER, 2BB, 81.01ERA
Brian Fuentes- .1 IP, 1H, 2BB, 1K


A far less impressive day two for the X-M's. The question of the day is this...why do professional baseball teams continue to let Jose Mesa pitch in the playoffs? Doesn't anyone remember the World Series that he single handedly lost in Cleveland? Doesn't anybody remember what he did as a Mariner? He is an absolute disaster of a pitcher in the post season. The Phillies are simply one more bump in the road that is Jose Mesa's mediocre playoff career.

And here are some funny things I heard about, or read regarding yesterday in playoff baseball.

1. LeBron James sat in the front row of the Indians v. Yankees game with a Yankees hat on. Not only was the game in Cleveland, LBJ's home town, but he plays for the Cavs. What a dummy. I heard they booed him. More proof that there are band wagoneers EVERYWHERE!!! But he's the King, and Cleveland is his Kingdom, he can do whatever he wants. I would have booed him though, thumbs up Cleveland.

2. I saw a sign in the Cleveland crowd that read, "Hey Wang, wong number!!" That's a good sign, the best I've seen so far in the playoffs. Again, thumbs up Cleveland.

3. Bob Melvin is one win away from the NLCS. That is high comedy, especially because he is beating Lou Piniella. Possibly the worst Mariners manager of all time is out dueling the best. Go M's.

4. Did anybody see Wang's sinker. It looked like a little league fast ball. I would have gone 2-4 with 2RBI against him. It was like T-ball. Hey Ching, your sinker doesn't sink. My advise, try the forkball.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Playoff Surprises

So we are one day into the Major League Baseball playoffs, and there are a number of interesting story lines, and a few hilarious sub plots. And I have to say, as pessimistic as I was 24 hours ago about what these playoffs had in store, I am feeling the exact opposite tonight. First we'll discuss the best parts of each series, and get my ever accurate predictions.

Boston vs. The Los Angeles Angels of Disneyland-

Well, after game 1, the most interesting and fulfilling story line for me as a Mariners fan is that the Sox are gonna kick the crap out of the Angels. Nothing vindicates my hatred more than seeing our most bitter rival get blown out. The things that are going to captivate the sports world are as follows: Josh Beckett is really really good, David Ortiz took a page from Shaq's "Don't Try Until the Playoffs" book, and that while Mike Scioscia may look like Bobby Knight, he can't coach worth The General's spit. Add to that the fact that the top three coolest Dominican guys are in this series - Manny, Pappi, and Vlad - and you have a series worth paying attention to. Boston in three.

New York vs. Cleveland-

I am always interested in any series where Alex Rodriguez has a chance to further cement himself as the most un-clutch player of all time. If he chokes, the Yankees are dead in the water, and he is done as a Yankee. The real excitement though, will come from Cleveland's starting rotation, which I feel is the best in the playoffs. I'll take C.C. and Fausto over Wang and Pettite any day. Throw in a solid Jake Westbrook and a decent Paul Byrd, if it goes past game 3, and the Indians are looking pretty good. Mussina officially sucks, and Clemens is getting pretty close to joining him. And, did you know CC and Fausto went a combined 8-0 with an ERA of 2.08 in September. Conversely, the Yankees beat the Indians all six times they played this season. Go figure. A-Rod will have a monster series, but Cleveland in four.

Arizona vs. Chicago-

I have a really hard time watching this series without overheating with anger due to the fact that both of the managers used to be ours, but when I get past that, this is a great series. The things that have me most excited to watch this series, are the same things that had me excited to watch the Cubs all year, Carlos Zambrano's arm, and Carlos Zambrano's bat. I love watching this guy pitch. He over powers guys with his fastball, then makes them look very very silly with his nasty curve, all the while wearing his hat tilted slightly to the east. If that weren't enough, he batted higher than any other pitcher in baseball this year (.249, 45 points higher than Richie Sexson), and has the ability to go yard big time (12 career home runs, twice as many as Willie Bloomquist). But Zambrano isn't the only reason I love this series. The Diamond Backs are by far the youngest team in the playoffs. Guys like Chris Young, and Brandon Webb are the future of baseball, and this our first chance to see them on a national level. After game 1 though, I am a bit disappointed. The Cubs lost, and although Big Z did have a double, he looked like mid season Z, not late season Z, which is too bad. On the plus side, this means we get to see him in game five. Plus, as long as they're not playing the Mariners, I will never root against any Lou Piniella managed team. Oh yeah, Cubs in five.

Colorado vs. Philadelphia-

This is my favorite first round series by far. The way both of these teams played down the stretch to even get to the playoffs is what baseball is all about. The Phills running down the Mets in the most absurd collapse in baseball history. The Rockies not only winning 12 of their last 13, but also coming from two runs down in the bottom of the 13th in the one game playoff. Crazy!! The only bad part about this series is that one of these two teams dream season run has to come to an end. Also, I love both of these managers. Remember back in the first or second week of the season when Charlie Manual flipped out and started yelling at reporters? That was hilarious. Plus, the Rockies manager's name is Clint Hurdle. Can you think of a better name for a Colorado manager? I can't. Clint, it just makes sense. Rockies in five.

Hilarious Observations:

-The funniest thing that I have noticed so far is that Tony Clark still plays professional baseball. Remember Tony the Tiger? That guy was really good...in 1997. I didn't know he still played, let alone started. And for the youngest team by average in the playoffs too. If he wasn't on the roster, I think the average age of the D-Backs would be 16.

-The NHL season started today. Canada is happy.

-TBS is trying way too hard to secure it's place as a serious sports station. They have so many poorly informed formulas for attempting to relate to the sports world. First, we love Ernie Johnson for one reason and one reason only, because Charles Barkley tells him that he is gonna "slap the hell out of him" all the time. You can't just throw Cal Ripken and Frank Thomas on screen with him and assume we'll take to that the same way we do to Charles and Kenny. It's not that easy. Second, we like stand up comics, but don't over do it. Every other commercial was for the new Frank Caliendo show. I love Caliendo, he is hilarious. But I don't need to see all of his impressions every time somebody strikes out. Talk about blowing your load. After all of those adds, what are they gonna show on the show? Baseball? This next rant requires it's own paragraph.

Third, I said we like stand up comics. Dane Cook does not meet that standard. He is not comical. But that isn't what pisses me off about those commercials. What really makes me mad is that TBS or Dane Cook or somebody assumes that we need to be convinced of how great the baseball playoffs are. That fuck bag Dane Cook and his smug cock loving smile are not doing anything to remind me of how much I love October. And I thank the baseball gods and all that is holy in Cooperstown, that the Mariners didn't make the playoffs and we were forced to watch Dane Cook tell us why we should love our team or our sport. Look at this clip about the Cubs, http://youtube.com/watch?v=6udu1QFeCwQ. If I were a Cubs fan, I would be enroute to the Cook residence with a bunch of duck tape and a mini bat.

Listen here Dane Cook. FUCK YOU!! I don't care if you had sex with Jessica Simpson or if you like to eat cashew nuts off of your own dick, or what ever. You need to stop making these commercials. You are an insult to baseball, and sports in general. You are not funny. And there is not only one October. It happens every fucking year. There have been millions of Octobers. How can you say that the Cubs have lost for 99 straight years, and then say there is only one October? That doesn't make sense Dane. It is always October for Dane Cook, because October rhymes with Cocktober, and Dane Cook loves Cock. Fuck you Dane Cook, fuck you.

Lastly, here is a new feature I plan on having every day of the baseball playoffs. The ex-Mariner Box Score. We will track how our ex-players are playing this October.

Yorvit Torrealba- 2-4, RBI
Brian Fuentes- 1 IP, 1 K, and it was a really important strike out too.
David Ortiz- 2-3, HR, 2 RBI, R, BB
Jason Veritek- 1-3


And remember, this is just one of many Octobers. Fortunately for the Mariners, there will be others. Fuck Dane Cook.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Who Called Doc Brown?

It seems like the world of sports has jumped into the Delorian and turned the clock back to about 2000 or 2001. Randy Moss has 7 TD catches through 4 games, Daunte Culpepper scored 5 TD's by himself on Sunday, and Brett Favre looks like he's 27 not 37. If not for the fact that the Mariners were in the playoffs in both '00 and '01, I would be convinced we had time warped. But alas we are home for another October to watch what seems like every ex-Mariner play on other playoff teams.

Here's a quick list of ex-M's in this year's Playoffs: Mike Timlin, Jason Varitek, David Ortiz, Ron Villone, Alex Rodriguez, Asdrubal Cabrera, Brian Fuentes, Yorvit Torrealba, Lou Piniella, Bob Melvin, Freddy Garcia, Jamey Moyer, Jose Mesa, Greg Dobbs, Randy Johnson and Jeff Cirillo.

While I admit that I am glad that most of these guys are no longer with us, this is still a long list of guys that will be busy this fall, while our team is fishing and golfing and watching football.

But let's move on from the M's to a more happy topic, the Hawks. They look good. Maybe I'm not as crazy as I looked in late August when I predicted that they would win the Super Bowl.

One more thing on the M's. I was really really wrong about that prediction....jeez, playoffs? Playoffs? Don't talk about playoffs. I won't take any crap about jinxing them though, they suck, I had nothing to do with that.

Back to the Hawks. They are one botched hand off away from being 4-0 and they looked really sharp on Sunday. Not that holding the 49er's offense to 3 points is all that impressive, especially when they had to play Trent Dilfer for most of the game, we will still give credit where credit is due. Julian Peterson is on his game, Rocky Bernard is back to his 2005 form and now that Trufant is back on the left side he is playing like he did in his rookie season. Let's look at strengths, weaknesses, and things people need to know and should shut up about.

Strengths:

-Matt Hasselbeck. His passer rating is over 100, he is completing 67% of his throws, and he is as healthy as he was 2005. All of these things lead to wins.

-Dieon Branch. For everyone who said that trading a first round draft pick for him was a bad idea, how does that crow taste? He is perfect for our offense. We throw slants and outs. We are a dip and dunk offense, and he is the perfect short pass, slot receiver. He's gonna catch 85 passes, and 10 TD's. And above all, he seems to be high less than 75% of the time, which gives him a huge edge over Darrell Jackson.

-The Defense. Lofa Tatupu, Julian Peterson and Leroy Hill are quite possibly the best linebacking core in the NFC. We actually have safety's (Russel and Grant) who know how to tackle and catch and they have yet to let any receiver get behind them all year. The only weakness is the Jennings/Wilson corner platoon. They are undersized, but they are both very fast and very athletic, and if our only defensive weakness is one corner, I am happy.

Weaknesses:

-Shaun Alexander, and his inability to run. Although our O Line isn't what it was in 2005, it is vastly better than it was in 2006, if not only because Walter Jones is actually healthy. That said, Shaun Alexander sucks. He hits the hole about as hard as an 8 year old girl hits a soft ball. He dances and tip toes and waits for the play to develop, then he takes three steps and falls before the contact.

-Shaun Alexander, and his inability to catch. He has a broken hand, so his already terrible receiving skills are now even worse. With two healthy hands he couldn't catch a cold in Alaska, now he's a paraplegic in the middle of a lake. He's dead, and he will be our downfall.

-Shaun Alexander, and his inability to block. Why not just put in a wet paper bag on passing plays, at least that way maybe the defense will slip on it or something. My advise to Shaun is to move to Spain, become a matador because that is how he blocks, buy a villa in the hills and make olive oil. Olay!!

Things people need to shut up about:

-Our Scoring. We don't have a big play offense, so accordingly we are not going to score 40 points a game. We play a very conservative version of the west coast that thrives on time of possession, running, and accurate passing. That said, when we win we will have the ball for two thirds of the game, and we will only score 20-30 points. But...we will win most of the time if we execute the offense correctly. So far so good, so shut up.

-Josh Brown. Franchising a kicker is, in most cases, unacceptable. But when your kicker won four games in the previous season on last second kicks, franchising him is a totally defensible action. Josh Brown is good. He is consistent. And above all he is clutch. There is no substitute for a franchise with a cold blooded kicker. Thus we franchised our cold blooded kicker.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Podcast # 1, Fantasy Football with Ben Steitzer

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The Road to the BigTime has taken a small step for man, but a giant leap for Bunktown. I hope you enjoy my first podcast, it is very bad. Next week the production value will be much higher, I promise. For now, enjoy the content, Ben is funny. Just copy and paste the url to your navigator. It will send you to the podcast. I hope you like it.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Haitian Voodoo Rattle!?!

Every once in a while an announcer will lose his mind and act like he's at home watching the game with his friends. I always appreciate this for a few reasons: it means the announcer really loves the game, it is exactly what I would do if I were an announcer, and it is always hilarious. Over the years I have seen and been told of loads of great announcer slip ups, some I've seen live, some I've YouTubed, but until yesterday I'd never seen one this ridiculous. Before I get into my frog like dissection of this call, let me share with you some of my all time favorites.


The Band is on the Field- We've all seen this one. Often referred to as "the Game". The fact that the band was on the field was indeed crazy, but the announcer went nuts. I couldn't find the long clip, but in this one you get the picture. http://youtube.com/watch?v=WgZvkB_i0xc

That's Kinda Gay- This is one of the all time greats. It's a classic case of an announcer forgetting that he isn't in his living room with his buddies. http://youtube.com/watch?v=fXm5vTTTSzk


Appalachian State vs. Michigan- This is a great example of a commentator who decided that the game was so important that he'd forget the fact that he is supposed to give an objective account of the game. The guy is a fan, you can't fault him for that, still funny though.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=q5JPeJnRi6s

Howie Long- This is one of the best kinds of announcer mistakes. Whenever you deviate from the script you are bound to throw the rest of your crew off, but sometimes you just get tired of Joe Buck. And that is exactly what Howie Long did here. The best part is when Joe Buck asks him, "What are you doing?" http://youtube.com/watch?v=bhmhK5gEtf4

Plano East vs. John Tyler Texas State Final- Until today, this was my all time favorite clip of an announcer going totally unprofessional and bat shit over a game. This clip has it all because the game is amazing. The comeback is a thing of legend, but the behavior of the hilarious Texans calling the game is even better. At one point the color commentator says that he, "wet his britches." They break every rule of broadcasting in this four minute clip. http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZHkABO0VwCg



AND NOW....THE GRAND CALL.

Watch it first. Then read my annalysis, then listen again. It only gets better with time.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=IYkdPxRwPVA

In order for a call to achieve maximum points for hilarity, it's important that the play that is being described is great. In this case, Ronaldinho delivers. This goal is absolutely amazing, and without a doubt one of the best goals I've in a long time. That said, I think the announcer may have engaged in a little unwarranted hyperbole. (Shout out to Dan) Let's go call by call, and I'll explain why I love this call so much.

Before the goal even happens, there are hints of insanity in the announcers voice. As they are passing the ball around you can tell that he is the type of announcer who over reacts to even the most common of actions. Any play caller who refers to a team as "in top form" or "sintillating" is clearly looking to over dramatize the game. If you listen carefully you can hear him gasping with excitement at every touch of the ball leading up to the goal. This is great because it means that he is real fan and that this is more than just a job to him. But that doesn't mean he isn't crazy.

What I really want to know is what he is doing for the 10 seconds following the goal, when he allows his partner to describe Ronaldinho's magic. Traditional journalism would say he was acting professionally and waiting his turn to talk, but we know that isn't true because nothing this guy does following the pause falls into the category of Journalistic professionalism. My guess is that he was changing his "wet britches", no no, his wet knickers.

Then comes the call. And quite a call it was. He starts it off with an attention getting, semi clever comparison to the shock that is caused by a dryer in a bath tub. I liked that call. Clearly he had thought of it long before hand, and it was totally contrived, but nevertheless it was pretty funny. Then he decides to play one close to the vest and call the play "breathtaking." At first listen, I was a little thrown off my such a cliche, but when you realize what he follows it up with, it becomes obvious that he was pacing himself, as not to cause massive corrolary damage. The next call is bind blowing. A perfect mix of comedy, insensitivity, political incorrectness, and down right absurdity. I don't even know what it means, but for the rest of my life a great play will be known as "putting the Haitian Voodoo Rattle" on it.

He continues to run off what seems like every call he has ever come up with for the next 30 seconds, then the call takes an even funnier turn. After he is done spewing all of his hyperbolic nonsense, the camera pans to the crown reaction. He has clearly thrown all of his common sense to the wind at this point, and when the camera fixes on a young blond kid going nuts for Ol' Ronnie, he takes a shot at the kid. "And little blondie says, 'I wanna be like him,' I doubt it very much." Why would such a great goal make you want to degrade a kid, this guy is clearly bat shit insane.

The final minute of the call is more of a calm after the storm sort of vibe. Less screaming, less words, but still the excessive descriptions and comparisons. He calls him the soccer Jesus, then recoils into a post orgasmic ball. The only thing that sucks about this is that he can never call another game. He blew his entire collection of calls in a two minute period, sprinkled in with a little kid bashing and blasphemy, and his career is over. Never the less this is my favorite call of all time. With that said, I'm putting the Haitian Voodoo Rattle on this article.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

The Athlete Pyramid

I figure that since I've been slacking so badly on my duties as a blogger, I'd better dip into my vault of failsafe blog topics to attempt to redeem myself. I promise that I haven't just been sitting on my thumbs and doing nothing, there are a number of updates in the works, I am simply attempting to make "Road to the BigTime" more exciting. While I am confidant that my witty ramblings on Seattle's sports scene are plenty to quench the thirst of my loyal readers, I feel obligated to offer more. So stay tuned for a couple of new additions to the blog. In the mean time, let's discuss a topic that I find myself in the middle of at least once a week. As I generally do when I am attempting to impress or apologize, and since this blog is dedicated to doing both, I will be creating a list. But this list will be slightly different from some of the others that I've done. The traditional Top-10 style doesn't work in this case, so I will be enlisting the Athlete Pyramid. The format will resemble the food pyramid that our 4th Grade P.E. teachers lived and died by. The bottom has the most space, 6-10 spots reserved for athletes who deserve to be mentioned as great, but not the greatest we've ever seen. The next level is the fruit and vegetable group, 4-7 spots for athletes who's athleticism maybe deserving of a top spot, but who played sports that were less physically and athletically demanding. The next level is the meat and cheese group, 3-5 spots for the athletes who are truly great and are nearly the greatest. And then there is the top level, reserved for the sweetest, greatest most amazing athletes of this generation. There are no number restrictions when it comes to the top group, but as our P.E. teachers told us a thousand times, "Make sure you use them sparingly."

A few caveats before I unveil the pyramid. First, this is a measurement of athleticism, not of leadership, or character, or championships, we'll leave all that to other lists and focus this effort on physical greatness. Second, I am only 22: I haven't seen all that many athletes. This is a list of this generation, so hold off on the "what about Jim Brown or Babe Ruth or Willie Mays" questions. And last, calling golf, tennis, soccer and cycling the "fruit group" is funny, so chill out.

The Athlete Pyramid





Grain but not Greatest:

Mike Vick- Michael very likely would have been on a higher level had he given himself the chance to evolve for a couple more seasons, but instead of juking corner backs and shaking defensive ends, he'll spend the tail end of his prime in prison watching his back and guarding his end. Too bad.

Ronaldinho- Clearly not the best soccer player of all time, and in my opinion not even the best player of his generation, Ronaldinho has still been able to balance the rare combination of over the top flair and sound fundamentals into one of the most exciting packages in sports. The best part about watching this guy is that you never know what he's going to do next. But unlike Jason "White Chocolate" Williams or other guys who choose to be excessive in their actions, he is generally successful with his tricks. And while his flashiness made him famous, his skills make him great. You don't win back to back FIFA World Player of the Year Awards for no look passes and bicycle kicks, you need some substance too, of which he has plenty. And listen to this British announcer blow him down after this great goal. Granted, it is an amazing goal, but this guy goes nuts. Listen up, I think he says Haitian Voodoo rattle. http://youtube.com/watch?v=IYkdPxRwPVA.

Barry Bonds- Barry makes the pyramid not because he hit 756, and holds nearly ever offensive record in baseball history. In fact, his last five seasons, in my opinion, may have dropped him from a higher level on the pyramid. Remember back to the 90's: Before 756, before 73, before BALCO. Back when Barry was the first 40/40 guy NOT on steroids. Remember the 10 gold gloves he won. Remember that he was the only guy even close to being in Griffey's league. That alone earns him his spot on the pyramid. The guy was great, and even though he has spent the last 6 years cheating, lying and marring baseball's record books with asterisks' and suspicion, he deserves his due. We'll reserve the bottom left corner of the pyramid for Barry and Vick, they can keep each other company.

Peyton Manning- I have a major problem putting a pocket passer on the level with all of these super athletes, but Peyton deserves his props. He may not run a 4.3 or be able to dunk, but if you throw 50 TD's in a season you have a lot of talent. All of the athleticism in his body somehow found it's way into his right arm, but that arm is enough to earn him a spot in the pyramid. Let's just say that if we were playing a giant game of capture the flag with all the guys on the pyramid, Mia Hamm and Annika Sorenstam included, I'd pick Peyton last.

Randy Moss- Straight cash homie. There is no question as to why Moss makes this list. Two time West Virginia High School basketball player of the year on a team with future NBA starter Jason "White Chocolate" Williams (how did he get two shout outs in a piece on super athletes?), as well as all of the football accolades, Randy Moss is a freak. A super-freak to be exact. If he keeps up what he did in his first game as a Patriot, he'll be on one of the top levels of the pyramid by the time he retires. And I know that is what he's shooting for.

Shawn Kemp- His sperm should be on this list too. Don't be surprised when the entire 2016 Olympic swim team is a bunch of black guys named Kemp. He was a pretty amazing basketball player too. His athleticism only gets better with time also, because everyone forgets what a specimen he was. He only had about 7 good years, all in Seattle which is considered Southern Alaska by most of the national sports media. Every time "Best Damn" has a dunk list, every one freaks out over Shawn like they didn't see him in his prime. Had he played in New York or Boston, he'd be revered as one of the most amazing athletes ever. But he didn't, so my pyramid will have to be his patsy prize.

Reggie Bush- This is a guy who should, barring injury, be on the top level of this pyramid by the end of his career. He has everything Barry Sanders had, with a little more size, a team that doesn't play on astroturf, and a much better city to play in. Any body who can do a front flip into a sommersalt from the five yard line while running faster than 99.9% of the human population is a god. The best part about Reggie is that he's 22. We get to see at least 7 years of this guy tearing it up. I'll make sure to leave some room for Reggie atop this list.

Nate Robinson- A bit of a homer pick, but I have arguments. Anybody who can play two sports at a division 1 college is a freak. Especially if you aren't playing QB and pitcher. Nate was a starting DB as a freshmen, and quit football to become the starting shooting guard as sophomore. He still holds the WA State record for 100 meter hurdles, which is impressive, but when you realize that the hurdles are more than half as tall as he is, it is down right shocking. Plus he won the NBA dunk contest. He may never be a great basketball player, but as far as athletes go, he's in a rare class.

Dieon Sanders- Another two sport star, but this time it was two professional sports. Arguably the greatest cover corner of all time, and a certain NFL hall or famer, Dieon also batted over .300 four times in his pro baseball career. Prime Time led the league in interceptions three times, and it would have been more but teams avoided throwing to his side of the field. Plus, I'm a sucker for any person who sported a jerry curl in the early 90's.

Roy Jones Jr.- The guy won championships in four different weight classes. He held seven different titles (WBC, WBA, IBF, WBF, IBO, NBA and IBA) at one time, something no one else had ever done. In my opinion he is the greatest pound for pound fighter of all time. He won a silver medal at the 1988 Olympics, and by all accounts got robbed for the gold. Plus, he is on Team Jordan, which means that he is MJ's favorite boxer, and that is good enough for me.

Fruits and Vegetables:

Tiger Woods- Arguments can be made for Tiger being one of the greatest all around athletes of all time when you take into account all the things that he's done in his career: wins, dominance, money, majors, etc. My rebuttal: He's a golfer. He could win every golf match by 100 strokes, which he almost does, and I still wouldn't put him in the highest level of athletes. That is what this level of the pyramid is reserved for, athletes that are undoubtedly great, but play sports that require less athleticism. True, Tiger maybe a great athlete, but when you play a sport where guys like Phil Mickelson and John Daly win regularly, physical dominance isn't all that impressive. That said, Tiger is looking more and more like a linebacker, and if he continues to get bigger, we may have to rethink his spot in the pyramid. For now, he's the king of the fruits.

Roger Federer- If Tiger is the King, does that make Federer queen of the fruits? If you've seen the Gilette commercials, the answer to that question maybe yes. All kidding aside, he is the greatest tennis player I've ever seen. He has already won 11 grand slams, 3 away from Sampras' record, including 5 straight Wimbledon tournaments. It's hard for me to root for a Swiss guy who spends $800 for haircuts and wears a head band, but his greatness is undeniable. Plus, he continues to kill Andy Roddick, which is enough for me to love him.

Pete Sampras- I'm just going to come right out and say it, I love Pete Sampras. I used to love spending the first few weeks of my summer vacation as a kid watching Pete dominate Wimbledon. He has the most all time grand slams wins. He led the US team to the Davis Cup in 1994. And like Federer kills Roddick, Pete used to kill Agasi. And unlike Federer, Pete is American. In some sports I could care less what nationality the athlete is, tennis is not one of those sports. I only root for American tennis players. To be more specific, I only root for American tennis players named Pete Sampras, Serena and Venus Williams, and James Blake. But, like golf, tennis isn't as athletically challenging as other sports, so while I love Pete, he belongs in the fruits and vegetables category.

Lance Armstrong- Seven straight Tour de France titles. That's all that needs to be said. I'll admit that I don't know all that much about cycling, but riding a bike is hard. Especially when it's 100 degrees outside and your at 5,500 feet, and there are about a hundred angry Frenchmen chasing you. French people hate Lance more than they hate George Bush. And any time you can piss off a bunch of punk ass Frenchies, without bombing the middle east, it's a good day.

Mia Hamm- She is the greatest female soccer player to ever live. She is the all time goal scorer in international soccer history, male or female. And, she's married to NOMAAAAAHHH. Here is an admission that I thought I'd never fess up to. Let it be said that I am only admitting this to prove how much I respect Mia Hamm. I enjoyed watching the 1999 US Women's World Cup team more than I've ever enjoyed watching any other soccer team ever. They are one of my favorite teams of all time. Mia Hamm and the rest of that team were so exciting to watch that I actually skipped a little league baseball game to watch the final game versus China. Well, now that everybody knows that I'd better start making the blog more female friendly, because I just lost my male readers.

Annika Sorenstam- Well since no guys are reading anymore, let's talk about another great female athlete. All jokes aside, Annika Sorenstam is the Tiger Woods of womens golf. Or should I say, Tiger Woods is the Annika Sorenstam of men's golf. Either way, she is great. She's the all time wins leader, the all times major championships leader, and she has even made the cut in a few mens tournaments. She is the greatest women's golfer of all time, and anybody who is the greatest of all time their sport, and is a member of my generation in sports, is going to make the pyramid.

Meat and Cheese:

Ken Griffey Jr.- Like all of the members of the fruits and vegetables group, Griffey is the best player of his generation, but unlike them he plays a top tier sport. I consider myself lucky to have been a Mariners fan in the 90's because although I had to endure year after year of pathetic losing, I got to witness first had the greatness of "The Kid". He was the youngest player to hit 300 home runs and two years later, he was the youngest to 400. He won 10 consecutive Gold Gloves, and he was elected to 14 straight all-star games. Had he not been plagued by injuries in his time with the Reds, we'd be celebrating the breaking of Hank Aaron's 755 with Griffey, instead of loathing the mere mentions of Barry Bonds. (Is he dead by the way? I haven't heard Bonds talked about once since he broke th record.)

LDT- I'm gonna let it slide that it is LDT's personal fault that I lost to Ben Steitzer in fantasy football last week, because he is the best athlete to play in the NFL since Barry Sanders. LaDanian Tomlinson throws, runs and catches at least 30 TD's a year. It's a joke. He stiff armed the Denver Broncos safety's head off last year, broke the NFL record for TD's, and said Bill Belichek is a cheater. He could eventually be considered the greatest player in NFL history, for now he's on the second highest tier.

Kobe Bryant- 81. That's all I need to say. But I'll say more. He is a freak. He reverse dunks on guys heads for no reason. He's dunked on Yao, Shaun Bradley, Dikembe Mutombo, and every other 7'+ center alive. He has that rare desire to humiliate every one he plays against, and he often does just that. Whether you love him or hate him, there is no questioning his greatness.

Zinadine Zidane- Who? Oh yeah...that head butt guy. I am pretty sure that is going to be at least 90% of the people who read the blog's response to this selection. But please, allow me to explain. Zidane is the best player of his generation, and one of the top three best soccer players of all time, and had he not head butted that Italian Materazzi arguments for his being the best ever would already have started. He made two separate World Cup finals with France. He was the FIFA world player of the year twice. And he scored this goal, http://youtube.com/watch?v=GmN8zp5QDSI&mode=related&search=, which is good enough by itself to make at least the bottom level of the pyramid.

LeBron James- It's HUGE!! And in case you haven't heard, it's growing. In the past six months he has become exactly what we all wanted him to be. The 48 point game against the Pistons. The entire Olympic qualifying tourney. The ESPY's. All gold. This guy had more hype the movie "Godzilla", and unlike that piece of crap, he has lived up to it. Although it makes me sad to do this, you have to remember that he graduated high school in the 2003. That is the same year as me. Look what he's done in the past 4 years. Although, as far as I know he doesn't have a hilarious sports blog. Booya LeBron!! Also, he could play tight end for any team in the NFL and make the Pro Bowl.

Greatest:

Michael Jordan- I'm not going to waste your time explaining this one. We've all seen and heard everything there is to see and hear. If the average athlete is "Space Jam", Michael Jordan is "The Godfather."

Barry Sanders- YouTube this guy, and then try to tell me he isn't top five of all time. He was 5'8", 185 pounds, and played on very mediocre teams his whole career. Had the Lions not screwed him out of his money, he would hold every rushing record there is. He was everything that Reggie Bush, LDT and Mike Vick are, plus he had really cool shoes. (Remember the Nike's with the strap and the blue and black stripes...hella hard)


Bo Jackson- Another two sport star, but in this case we have a guy who was hall of fame caliber in both sports. Any body who can hit a baseball 500 feet, and run Brian Bosworth smooth over on Monday Night Football with in a month of each other is an all time great. Had he not had the hip injuries he'd be a first ballot Canton selection. And speaking of great shoes. The neon orange ones with the air bubble...great. Just look at the tapes of him at Auburn if you have any doubts about this guys abilities. He was a freight train that moved like a Ferrari.

Lawrence Taylor- He revolutionized football. A player who was as fast as a safety, but as strong as a lineman, who could catch like a wide receiver and hit like a tidal wave. Just as Joe Thiesman what his hits felt like. No one had ever seen a play like LT before. And without him we don't have Ray Lewis or Shaun Merriman or Brian Urlacher. Plus, he snorted coke of a strippers boob in "Any Given Sunday." LaDanian Tomlinson is one of the greatest athletes to ever live, but the fact that Lawrence Taylor existed means you can't call him LT. There is one, and only one LT.




So there's the pyramid.