Long Overdue

The title of this post speaks volumes for me, I don't really know how else to say it, but it's true. I've noticed that not having your own computer really inhibits the availabilty (and motivation) for blogging. Back in the good old days (pre-computer-crashing), I would get a thought, hop on the laptop, and post it right up. Now it actually takes effort, as I have to get up and walk all the way over to the lab my dorm has.

Needless to say, that is why the post frequency has decreased immensely.

Also, this blog is primarily sports-based, and what do I have to write about this time of year? The Nuggets snuck a W out of Game 1 (SA's shooting down the stretch couldn't have had anything to do with it, as evidenced by their 28 point demolition which was close for approximately zero seconds tonight). The best way I can describe it is this: I don't think the Nuggets will win. Now, I am a fan of them and will not stop cheering and hoping and getting excited if it looks like they have a chance, but I still say this team is about one piece away from really putting it all together. Maybe it's a shooter, maybe it's something else, but you just have to think the Nugs are about one player and one full George Karl season away from being an actual threat. Until then, I'll be subject to hoping for a miracle.

Sticking with my NBA theme, I'm kind of feeling conflicted here. I am in no way a Suns fan, and could really care less if they win or lose. But should I root for them because it's interesting being in a city where there is so much hype and hysteria (and because the Suns are fun to watch because they play about 30 seconds total of defense each game and shoot about 45 three's)? The hysteria is a double-edged sword: I like reading and seeing and feeling the pulse of the city, but the problem is that the city isn't Boston or Philly or some actual sports town, it's Phoenix. These are the fans notorious for being fair-weathered. They sold out SIX games last year at AWA: SIX. Now everyone loves the Suns - EVERYONE. I even know people who are cheering for the Suns AND the Heat (how does that even work?). So part of me wants to see the Suns, a "regional" team for me, do well just so some East coast team doesn't win (I have the bias, yes), but another part of me wants to see Phoenix get destroyed Indianapolis Colts style (I don't like seeing teams that break the basic championship-caliber rules ever succeed). That's another thing, it's not just the fans: teams that don't play D should never succeed in the long run. They should be awarded the "Peyton Manning Annual Regular Season Statistical Champs" award, which should consist of front-row tickets to the ACTUAL Super Bowl/Finals, along with obligatory trips to Mexico under the alias of Javier Lopez (Click Here if you don't know what I mean by this).

Here's another topic that encompasses the two most important things in my life (temporally, anyway): Girls and Sports. I was talking with E.Dubb today, and I have a dilemma. Growing up, I always thought it would be so cool to meet a girl that was in love with sports, a girl that knew a lot about it and would love to sit down and watch SportsCenter with me. In my mind, the more she knew, the better. But now I feel like I need to backtrack a little: perhaps about four or five steps actually. See, after actually MEETING a few girls that are crazy-good with sports, and getting to know their personality in ADDITION to the sports thing, I'm not sure if I should be in love or be running away plugging my ears and changing my phone number. I liken it to the age-old debate on whether some guys feel intimidated/uncomfortable when their girlfriend is smarter than them. It's gotten to the point now where it's almost like I want the girl's knowledge of sports to be equal to the education level an oppressive dictator desires from his subjects: enough to understand how to function, but not so much where she wants to rise up and overthrow me. Now, the whole oppressive thing might set off alarms of sexism here, but that's not what I'm getting at in any way. I would love it if she liked sports, enjoyed SportsCenter, and even knew stuff about sports (team cities and names are an absolute MUST, and names and basic facts are cool too). But once it gets to the point where she starts challenging things, telling YOU news from ESPN, almost knowing a little TOO much for her (and my) own good, that's when it gets scary.

See, I have a friend with a girlfriend that is the former one described (knowing enough to where she's cool), and just the other day we were watching TV and she made some awesome comments and just knew what was going on, but she never tries to correct us or make us look/feel stupid about sports. And it's almost refreshing if she ever rolls her eyes or makes a "are you still talking about that?" comment/face. I've known other girls that try to correct or get in way over their heads, even going so far as to challenge me unprovoked. This problem is made 1,000,000 times worse if the girl: a) has no clue what the heck she's talking about, or b) if her stat/opinion is blatantly wrong, being exact by both sexes is a must - mistakes are not taken well by me.

Well I'm not quite sure what prompted what will definitely be perceived as the most sexist post of all-time, but perhaps only the most stereotypical would be in order. I wouldn't mind being friends with and hanging out with the afmorementioned sports girl, but I would be scared/annoyed out of my mind if she were ever my girlfriend. Now, if you think I'm totally wrong and completely off-base, don't freak out on me. Instead, click the little "comments" box and tell me where I have erred and I will consider such advice and re-adjust my stance as necessary.

Now, I feel like this post will suffice for the next day or two, but I'll try to sneak back on when I get the chance/motivation and give some more from the world that is mine.