Sunday, July 10, 2011

3000 Dragons

I don’t think that Derek Jeter needs me to congratulate him for getting his 3000th hit yesterday. He doesn’t have a clue who I am nor will he ever read this. But congratulations anyway.
Jeter became the 28th MLB player to reach this magical milestone. He did so in a grand way going 5-5 in the game, smacking a homerun for the 3000th hit, and his last hit of the game was a game winner.
With his third hit of the game he passed Roberto Clemente, who had 3000 career hits exactly, and jumped into 27th place all-time.
He was the second player to hit a homerun for his 3000th hit. Wade Boggs was the first to do so in 1999. Ironically, both of those players are not known for their homerun hitting prowess.
Jeter was also the second player to have 5 hits on his milestone day. Craig Biggio was the first to do that.
Jeter becomes the 15th player to have 3000 hits with one team and the first-ever Yankee to do it.
Jeter at 37 years of age is also the 4th youngest to reach that mark behind Ty Cobb (34) Hank Aaron (36) and Robin Yount (37.) He was 8 days younger than Pete Rose when Rose stroked his 3000th hit.
Just three players who have reached the 3000 hit mark are not in the Hall of Fame- Rose, Biggio (who is soon to be eligible) and Rafael Palmeiro.
Next up on the all-time hit ladder for Jeter to pass is Al Kaline with 3007.
Jeter accomplishes this feat in an era of steroids and the long ball. Eighteen different times during Jeter’s career a player hit 50 homeruns or more. That was more that every other year in MLB prior to that. Jeter has been a model of consistency and honor during this particular period of baseball history.
Thankfully there was no doubt about whether Jeter’s 3000th hit was a legitimate hit or not since it was a homerun. Jeter’s 2000th hit was a dribbler down the third place line (against whom I forget) and the throw by the third baseman was a little high. He was awarded the hit. In the stands were his parents and the video of them during the play showed his mother mouthing the words, “That was an error.”
No matter though, it went down in the books and so have the next 1003.

There is joy in Pittsburgh as the mighty Pirates are in third place at the All-Star break just a game a half out of first.
Considering that they are chasing the Brewers and the Cardinals for the division lead one would think that this chase will have a short life, but its fun to watch a team that struggled so mightily for well nearly two decades still in the race at this point of the year.


I have dealt with naysayers all of my life who have told me that I shouldn’t or couldn’t do certain things in my life. So when I decided to start a podcast show (of questionable taste…hehe) as part of an eventual network of shows, again I was told that I shouldn’t and that I couldn’t.
Our first show, the Dungeon of Manlove (of completely questionable taste) has been heard in 36 different countries now, can be found on ITunes and has a growing subscriber base now in the hundreds.
Sure, “hundreds” isn’t a great deal yet, but we’ve only been for three months and our audience is specifically for adults with “questionable taste” and a bit of a dark side.
There is a second show already produced and running although we have not yet combined them into the network yet. A third show begins taping this week and two more are in a pre-production phase.

Never tell me that I can’t do something that is physically possible to do. Of course, people have been right a couple of times about some ideas that I have had, don’t get me wrong, but I only use lessons learned from those to make other things happen.

Success at these things is in the eye of the beholder though. This project is not yet developing any revenue for me or anyone else involved so I really only consider this 25% successful for me. I was told that even getting it off the ground was not doable in the sense that I could get an audience. Well…we have a growing audience and as it gets larger the chances for financial success grow as well.

With my HBO and Showtime services back I have spent some time getting my money’s worth out of them.
I just finished a “Game of Thrones” marathon on HBO.
It’s a fantasy medieval-times show with no historic background. This left the creators and writers able to do some interesting things with the story lines.
One of the things that I don’t like about these medieval types of shows is that they are always done with actors using a British accent. There are more scenes than I can remember where I simply needed subtitles to understand what the hell they were saying.

But, it was good anyway. There is some unpredictability in the writing which I love also. A couple of the main characters in the show, and one with a star-rated credit, got killed off in this first season. That, to me, makes a show good. I don’t want to be able to predict everything that is going to happen. Well, I guess an example of what I mean is a scene where the hero is just about to get killed and some completely implausible miracle happens and the hero is saved. I love fantasy and science fiction and I am completely fine with the presence of dragons and other mythical creatures. But there has to be some measure of reality mixed in with them at the same time. For example, let’s say that the dragon has the hero in his clutches and then eats him whole. If the hero escapes the stomach of the dragon by cutting his way out of its belly with a hidden dagger given to him by his father on his death bed 20 years ago strictly to be used in only just such an occasion, I have a problem with that.

I am currently in training for the Delaware Senior Olympics which run over the span of two months or so starting next month.
The Senior Olympics are open to those 50-years of age or older. I turn 50 in December but they figure your age on December 31st of the current year, so I am eligible for the first time.
Because of my schedule I can’t do as many things as I wish so I have simply chosen to compete in two specific events – Bench Press and Bench Press for repetitions.
The other day I was feeling pretty good about myself as I lifted 315 pounds one time. This was not my best-ever lift but it was my best since I tore the labrum in one of my shoulders a few years ago.
So, there I was all proud of myself until I watched the guy who spotted me proceed to do three sets of 8 each with 315 pounds.
Thankfully he was only 41 years old.
That competition is coming up on September 24th. I’m going for the gold.
I wouldn’t tell me that I shouldn’t or can’t do it.

Done.


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