My Year in Cities
December 31, 2009 at 4:42 pm | Posted in Awkward, Minda's Take | 1 CommentJonah Keri does this, and although my list is much shorter, I’ll give it a shot. It’s every city where I spent at least one night this year. You’re about to see how boring AND how poor I am. And my love of day trips shortens the list even more. Yikes, this is bad.
Washington, DC
Madison, WI
I was in Pittsburgh and Cleveland twice each, but didn’t stay the night either time.
Not one of my trips to Kansas City involved staying the night. I always drove back late at night after glorious Royals games.
McCook, NE
Do Lincoln and Omaha count? I live in both of them at various times of the year…
Ugh, I think that might actually be it. If I hadn’t had surgery, I would be in Orlando right now.
And so ends my pathetic journey in never leaving the house. Where have you been? Leave yours in the comments, or on your own blog and then give me a link!
[Goal for 2010: Double this list!]
Regarding marching bands
December 30, 2009 at 11:47 pm | Posted in Minda's Take | 1 CommentMy brother called with this fact. I graphed it.
Public Service Reminder: Ndamukong Suh is playing tonight
December 30, 2009 at 1:40 pm | Posted in Football, Minda's Take, NCAA football | Leave a commentTags: Ndamukong Suh, Nebraska Cornhuskers, There is no place like NEBRASKA
He’s a beast, a one-man wrecking crew, and far and away the best college football player in the country (though that was apparently kept a secret from certain pieces of garbage Heisman voters, not that I am bitter).
He’s Ndamukong Suh, and we haven’t seen a defensive tackle quite like him, ever. Suh’s final game as a Nebraska Conhusker is the Holiday Bowl against Arizona, and I’m guessing every quarterback he’s ever terrorized is celebrating tonight.
(Still my favorite highlight EVER)
This is your friendly reminder to watch that game, because Suhis not the kindof player college football fans get to see every day, or ever. He’s a little piece of sports history and he’s flat-out fun to watch. So tune in tonight and treat yourself to the mighty House of Spears.
Where are the family men in pro sports? I know one.
December 29, 2009 at 2:59 am | Posted in Awkward, Baseball, Beating a dead horse, Idiocy, Major League Baseball, Minda's Take, Minor Leagues | Leave a comment[Another shortish post, as my right arm is still in a sling and so I'm typing one-handed.]
Yesterday, a question was posed at The Big Lead: Where are the good, faithful husbands in sports? Or more specifically, who are they? BigBrainOnBrett named some names, but it’s a short list. I have one to add – to his list of zero – in the baseball category: Mike Sweeney.
I guess BBoB was looking for “stars,” and that really isn’t Sweeney, not now anyway. But for a while in the early part of the decade, Sweeney was one of the best hitters in the American League. Maybe he was underappreciated or didn’t get that much attention because he was a Royal, but he really could mash. A long string of injuries cut down his production at the plate and his playing time. I hate to do that “what if” thing, but man…if Sweeney had stayed healthy, who knows what kind of decade we’d be talking about.
His time with the Royals ended after the 2007 season, but I did get to meet him while he was still here. That, and a later encounter at a church conference, led me to believe he’s actually as good a person as his public image suggests. So there’s one. Unfortunately, the poster at The Big Lead has a point – baseball players, as a whole, aren’t a faithful lot. I approximated their social norms in a MS-Paint’ed Venn Diagram:
Think all pro baseball players are rich? Think again.
December 21, 2009 at 7:56 am | Posted in Baseball, Idiocy, Minda's Take, Minor Leagues, Sad panda | 2 CommentsTags: ants ARE fascinating, athletes are people too, fixable injustices, Minor League Baseball, no seriously let's do something about this, Seriously they're only making 10k, talkin bout a revolution, won't somebody think of the CHILDREN
[Ed. note - today is shoulder surgery day, so I'm not sure when I'll be back at the keyboard. Hopefully there's at least one more post before this blog is taken out back and shot on New Year's, but if not...this is a good enough topic to end on. It means a lot to me.]
Your average baseball fan assumes professional baseball players are all wealthy. Obviously, this is true for Alex Rodriguez, and bizarrely also for guys like BJ Ryan (whom I saw blowing saves in AAA while still making $10 million). However, it’s a frighteningly untrue for most Minor Leaguers.
Maybe you’ve heard this figure, but it bears repeating: The average Minor Leaguer made just $10,000 this year. And a lot of that has to go right back to the team for stuff like clubhouse dues. And of course, many of them have to move all over the place several times per summer on the whims of their parent clubs. And what about the married ones? Being the wife – or child – of a minor leaguer isn’t an easy path. The lack of income, the constant moving, the not-so-great health insurance, the inability to get a job in many of the MiLB towns where the husband pays because they’ll be moving soon anyway…it’s not good.
The problem is, not enough people see that there’s an issue. The assumption still prevails that “pro ballplayer” = “wealthy.” Check out the illuminating blog of Garrett Broshuis, a MiLB pitcher who happens to be a fantastic writer. He explains this whole situation better than I can on his blog and his work at Baseball America.
This post from Broshuis was what finally stirred me into action, after I knew what was going on for several years. And bear in mind, no one’s asking for multimillion deals here. Sayeth Broshuis:
“Minor league players recognize what they are: minor leaguers. They know most are doomed for obscurity, and they don’t expect to be paid richly. They don’t expect to drive Bentleys or to dress as if they’re auditioning for the next Kanye West video. They just want to be able to afford to eat.” -Garrett Broshuis
This isn’t a plea for a personal donation from you. As Broshuis explains in the linked post, the necessary changes to the MiLB pay structures wouldn’t have to cost fans anything – or at most, a tiny amount, like 50 extra cents per ticket. All I want is for more people to see what’s happening all over the country. And hey, if you’re interested in helping to change things, shoot me an e-mail. We’ll need all the help we can get to make this much-needed change.
Hockey! Photography! Victory!
December 20, 2009 at 4:04 pm | Posted in CUUUUUUUUUUTE, Hockey, I was there!, Minda's Take, Nerdery | 1 CommentTags: CCHA, Hockey, I LOVE SPORTZ, Mavs hockey, Minnesota State Mavericks, photography, Spirit of the Maverick, UNO Mavericks
I’m having shoulder surgery tomorrow. Yes, right before Christmas. Yes, the first day of winter break. That was intentional.
Because I’ve had surgery on this shoulder before, I know I should enjoy using both arms while I can, because it will be a while before I have that privilege again. That, and I just like going to hockey games, so two of my brothers and I went to a UNO* game.
*That’s University of Nebraska at Omaha…not, like, New Orleans. Go Mavs!
Before the game, in the living room:
Obviously, none of the hockey pictures are perfect. We were about 8 rows back, so the posts in the glass were in the way of approximately everything. And the camera desperately wanted to focus on the marks on the glass instead of what was beyond the glass. But still. I had fun. Moving on…
At the Qwest Center, introducing “Your…UNO….Mavericks!”
Minnesota State took an early 1-0 lead. Oh look, that’s the puck in the net.
Minnesota State JUUUUUST missed another goal, a bit later.
Omaha’s goalie John “Not to be Confused with William” Faulkner earned his keep. Here’s a save.
The game was tight, so quite a few players had words with one another.
During the second intermission, a dad and his kid show that college hockey is fun for the whole family.
Neither team scored in the 3rd period, so we went in to sweet, blessed overtime. It didn’t take long for Rich Purslow to score the winning goal. Click on this picture to see a bigger version and check out all the fans’ faces across the ice. THAT is why sports are awesome.
And since that goal was scored RIGHT IN FRONT OF US OH MY GOSH, the celebration was also right there. Hellooooo, Mavs.
So that was fun. Since both teams are the Mavericks, the winning team every year gets the “Spirit of the Maverick” trophy. It’s good to have it back in Nebraska, where it belongs. Go Mavs! (our Mavs, not theirs.) And, thanks to both teams for providing one last fun thing to do before I go under the knife tomorrow.
Erin Andrews: Stalker should get maximum sentence
December 16, 2009 at 4:52 pm | Posted in Minda's Take | Leave a commentTags: Erin Andrews, Erin Andrews videos, Hope this judge has a brain, jerks, you can't just DO that
Erin Andrews, who is ESPN sideline royalty and one of my favorite broadcasters, wants the longest possible sentence for Michael David Barrett. He’s the [guy*] who stalked her, rigged cameras in three of her hotel rooms, and released videos of her in the nude. His lawyers are working toward a plea that would only lock him up for two years.
*I tried out about 17 other words there, but none of them were family friendly enough for this blog. You may mentally fill in those brackets with whatever word you want.
Now, re-read what he did to her. I’m no psychologist, but does a guy who does all of those things – and that’s just the stuff he has admitted to – sounds like someone who’ll stop in two years when he gets out of prison? Via The Big Lead, I see that other women have contacted Andrews’ lawyer, saying the same thing has happened to them.
Whether or not Barrett was responsible for the creeping on all of those women, I still agree with Andrews. There’s not really a point in giving him a light sentence unless it’s accompanied by a labotomy, because people who are sick enough to do that stuff in 2009 will be sick enough to get right back to it in 2011.
FOURTH?!? A.K.A. the Heisman voters are beyond stupid
December 13, 2009 at 12:33 am | Posted in Beating a dead horse, Football, Idiocy, Media, Minda's Take, NCAA football | Leave a commentTags: ARE YOU EFFING KIDDING ME, Colt McCoy, Heisman voters blow, Ndamukong Suh, Ndamukong Suh owns Colt McCoy, ranting and raving, Suh got screwed, uneffingbelievable
In my little heart, I had hope that Ndamukong Suh would wrap up his trophy-filled week by hoisting the Heisman up on the stage tonight. But in my brain, I was pretty sure it wouldn’t happen. Defensive players just don’t win the Heisman; it’s a “best at scoring touchdowns” type of award. (Woodson excepted, obviously.)
But hey, there Suh was, in his suit, next to QBs and RBs in their suits. He had invaded their world already – and the announcers were not shy about mentioning how Suh had utterly annihilated fellow candidate Colt McCoy a week ago. You’ve seen this, I’m sure, but it’s worth watching again.
In this 13-second clip, you can clearly see who is the better football player. And that whole game was like that – Suh owning McCoy at every turn. And it’s how Suh played all season, breaking through double- and even triple-teams to sack QBs, blocking opposing kicks, or even dropping into pass coverage to knock down passes.
And yet.
Colt Effing McCoy finished ahead of Ndamukong Suh in the Heisman voting. Colt McCoy was Suh’s…erm….I can’t say the word I want on this family-friendly blog. Prison-buddy, wink wink? ANYWAY. In no way are any voters justified in placing McCoy ahead of Suh.
That Suh didn’t win is sort of expected, but that he finished only fourth is a farce.
Tiger leaving golf is the worst idea in the entire world
December 12, 2009 at 3:42 pm | Posted in Minda's Take | Leave a commentTags: horrible ideas, ill-advises moves, OMG I AM ALSO TALKING ABOUT TIGER WOODS, Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods car accident

Before the Car Crash Heard 'Round the World, this was the only indication we had that Tiger wasn't a robot.
The day of Tiger’s car accident, when his condition was still being reported as “serious,” I had this fear that his injuries would be bad ones and he’d be done golfing. I pondered future-Minda telling her grandchildren about the day the best golfer in the world could no longer play golf.
Then, when it sort of started to become clear that the Woods’ have some domestic problems, and that Elin got mad about some mistresses and chased him down with a golf club…well, at least it was proof that Tiger was a person, not a robot who golfs. Up until this story, he was correct when he referred to himself as “boring,” because he has publicly displayed all the charisma of a kumquat for all the years we’ve known him, except those on-the-course moments where he pumps his fists to celebrate moments of, you know, being the best golfer in the world.
A few weeks ago, Joe Posnanski said he was fascinated by this story, not because he is secretly a tabloid addict, but because he was dying to know how Tiger’s oh-so-careful PR people would wrap this up.
The worst possible idea? Have the best golfer in the world quit playing golf. If the goal is to not have the New York Post put Tiger on the cover for 14 straight days, taking a break was the wrongest of wrong moves. The best way to get people to shut up about his, erm, “body count” was to get back on the course and shut them up by winning.
But running and hiding? Really? Now we’ll never hear the end of it. It’s going to be easy to fill in his absence from the golf world until….well, until I actually do have grandchildren to talk to about this. And those grandchildren will roll their little eyes and say, “Grandma, you’re still talking about that? We’ve been reading about it on [whatever absurd technology replaces sports/gossip blogs] since we were BORN.”
The only possible good that could come from this escape is to fix the Woods’ marriage. If they can manage that somehow, power to them. I guess the best way to stop a man from visiting road [friends] is to take him off the road. But I’d much rather see him golf again.
Site announcement: Closing the doors
December 9, 2009 at 4:22 pm | Posted in Minda's Take | Leave a commentIn the summer of 2008, when I started blogging here, I was told to write about “sports.” And that my potential audience would be “women.” That’s a huge, diverse topic and a huge, diverse audience. I’ve struggled ever since then trying to find the right voice and figure out who is reading this thing.
And I’ve hated almost everything I’ve done here. I don’t know how you all do this – if I wasn’t me, I wouldn’t read this blog, except for a few posts here and there. So, first of all, thanks for reading. There’s enough of you out there that I’ve been able to call blogging a “job” for a year and a half. It’s not a bad way to live.
That said, if I don’t like the product I’m putting out there, it’s hard for my heart to be in things. So it might be for the best, in my case, that the blog section of Twolia is shutting down at the end of this month. If something compelling happens in the rest of this month, like the Chiefs winning a game or Ryan Succop proposing to me, I’ll still post. But my heart’s not here, and I hope you understand why. I’ll still have my Royals blog (although it is moving to a new home), and occasional (hopefully more regular) contributions to Ladies… and The Rookies.
Again, thanks for reading, even as I’ve been totally unable to find the voice that would make this a good site. You’re the best.
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