Monday, June 2, 2008

A Couple of Cry Babies

There were many things that happened over the weekend, so let's get on with it.

As I mentioned last Friday, the 80's redux continues - Of course I'm talking about Eddie Murphy and Beverly Hills Cop 4.

Actually, I mean the Celtics and Lakers. All went according to plan and the Celtics and the Lakers will meet for the NBA title starting Thursday night.

The fact that there's five off days between the Game 6 of the Detroit series and the first game of the NBA finals, certainly lends itself to many insignificant topics being discussed during that time span. The craziest topic I've heard and read about is that the games start too late (9 p.m.) on the East Coast for working people and kids.

I'm already tired of hearing Gerry Callahan rant about it on WEEI and pussy number 2 Eric Wilbur moan about it on Boston.com.

The Celtics are in the NBA finals, something that seemed unfathomable at this time last year, and people in the media are bitching about the late starting time. That's like winning the lottery and complaining about having to pay the taxes on your windfall.

The only reason Callahan is making a big stink about it is (no, not because he's the biggest baby in the world) because he has to get up at 4 a.m. for a 6 a.m. show. According to him kids or adults can't stay up till midnight (or they'll turn into little crybabies like Callahan) to watch a game.

Have people forgotten that the classic Celtics-Lakers matchups in the 80's (when I was a teenager) started at 9 p.m. No one complained then, I stayed up to watch the games - and was able to function at a pretty high level the next day.

In reading Wilbur's column about the late starts I particularly liked this line:

"Maybe you can include on your college transcript why you managed only a B- on the final for a class you aced all year long."

Which would be the case if college students were still in school now - most, if not all of them, are out. Way to be in touch with the readership Wilbur. I'm in graduate school and I'm glad the game is starting at 9 p.m. on Thursday - why you ask? Because I have class until 9:45, which will allow me to watch most of the game after class is over.

And I liked this line as well.

How about the sixth-grader from Worcester who gets home past 1 in the morning only to arise for school five hours later. As long as he picks up a Diet Pepsi Max on the way to the bus stop, what does it matter?

Actually, Wilbur it doesn't matter. How about the fact that that sixth grader is going to spend most of the day this Friday or next Monday telling everyone in school how cool it was to be at a Finals game and he'll be the envy of everyone in his class. Also, is Diet Pepsi Max the beverage choice of a New Generation? I would have guessed Mountain Dew.

So to all the Callahan's and Wilbur's out there - Take a nap, get rid of your skirt and suck it up - pansies. This working stiff/graduate student (and many others) will gladly be up to midnight (and later) watching the Celtics in the Finals. We're not going to be zombies if we don't get the amount of beauty sleep that Callahan and Wilbur require.

With Manny Ramirez hitting home run 500 (and subsequently 501 and 502) against Baltimore, It got me to thinking about what I would have asked for from Manny and the club to return the milestone ball to Manny. All that Damon and Jason Woo wanted were a few signed ball and bats from Manny to give back the ball.

That's very noble and commendable of them, not holding up the Red Sox and Ramirez for a King's Ransom, which would have been very possible. Eddie Murray's 500th homer field $500,000 at auction.

Here's what I would have asked for: 4 lower box seat tickets to every Red Sox home playoff game for the rest of my life and tickets to three Yankees games a year at Fenway for the rest of my life. One game would be in the Monster Seats, one game in the State Street Pavilion seats, and one game in the Right Field Roof seats.

That sounds fair.

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