Monday, November 15, 2010

Officials

Anyone who has watched a Jets game with me over the past month will hear me say several things every game. These include: "How does Sanchez have no one to pass to?!" and "Wow... the officials... again..." I mean, I assume the first one will work itself out. Our receivers are way too talented to stay covered all the time, and Sanchez's completion percentage has been on the rise, az that's not really a huge concern of mine. But the second one... I know these things are supposed to even out over the course of the season, but some of these aren't even-out-able, if you catch my meaning. I'll give you a couple of examples.

Week 6 against Denver, Jim Leonhard was called for an unnecessary roughness penalty for a helmet-to-helmet tackle of Brandon Lloyd, who had just caught a 29 yard pass on the sidelines. Then, the Jets challenged the play, claiming that Lloyd did not have full control of the ball until he was out of bounds. The call was upheld following review. There were so many things the officials had wrong on that play that it was laughable:

a. Video cameras from every angle show the exact same thing: Leonhard's helmet did not touch Lloyd's helmet. The hit was 100% clean.
b. Even before the replay, it looked as though Lloyd did not maintain control of the ball in bounds.
c. Following the challenge and replay, not only did the officials fail to overturn the call (thereby acknowledging their mistake), but they also failed to mention anything about Leonhard's hit.

You know, just once I'd like to hear the referee say that the officiating team screwed up. But wait, there's more. As you know, each team gets two challenges per game, unless a team successfully challenges those two, in which case the team is awarded a third challenge. Well, losing that first challenge left Rex Ryan with only one more challenge, and that very drive by the Broncos merited the use of the remaining challenge. But you can't count on the incompetent referees to make a decent call these days, so when Demaryius Thomas caught a 17 yard touchdown by the sidelines, Ryan felt that he needed to save his challenge for later. If you were watching, the Thomas touchdown looked precisely like the Lloyd catch; it was clear that he did not control the ball until he was out of bounds.

So let's follow the sequence of events: Botched call on the penalty, botched call on the sideline catch by Lloyd, the Jets lose the challenge, botched call on the Thomas touchdown, and because of the lost challenge, the Jets couldn't challenge the touchdown. Basically, that entire drive and touchdown was engineered by the incompetence of the referees.

Fast-forward to this past Sunday. Now, it's no secret that Browns fans hate Braylon Edwards, but that does not give the officials the right to let Edwards get pummeled. On his first catch of the game, a 6-yard slant, and you'll forgive me if I can't identify both Browns players, Edwards was wrapped up by the cornerback Sheldon Brown. On the tackle, Brown went after Edwards with his helmet, resulting in an injury to Brown. That play in and of itself should have been flagged for a penalty for an illegal hit. But wait, after Brown wrapped him up, another player went to assist Brown with the tackle, and if anyone was watching, it almost looked like slow motion. The player slowed down a couple of yards away from Edwards, lowered his helmet, zeroed in on his target, blew some smoke from his nostrils, shifted into 3rd gear, girded his loins, and launched himself at Edwards helmet-first. Now, some of that is conjecture, and I wish I could find a video of the play, but you could clearly see the gentleman lower his helmet and launch himself at Edwards. Just a few weeks ago, the NFL relayed to the officials that helmet-to-helmet hits against defenseless receivers should be flagged for a personal foul, and the offending player should be ejected, suspended, and fined. Now, here we are, a few weeks later, and two players make the same illegal hit on the same receiver ON THE SAME PLAY! And not one flag. No one even said anything about it.

And finally, 1:56 left in overtime, 2nd down and 4 yards to go at the 44-yard line, Jets driving for the potential winning score, and LaDainian Tomlinson springs through the right side for a critical 8-yard gain, making it 1st and 10 at the Cleveland 36-yard line. And then... holding on Brandon Moore, 10-yard penalty, repeat 2nd down. And now it's 2nd and 14 from the Jets 46-yard line. Two plays later, on 3rd and 14, Sanchez heaves a hail-mary interception around the goal-line. CBS looked at the replay several times. Jim Nantz and Phil Simms seem puzzled. "Did you see anything?" asks Simms? No response from Nantz. Az Simms says the PC thing, "but I guess we're not down there on the field."

These are game-changing plays we are seeing. The officials are doing the exact opposite of their jobs; they are taking the results of games out of the hands of the players and into their own; they are abusing their power and shirking their responsibilities. And the calls are not evening out. The Jets are winning games IN SPITE of the horrific officiating these past four weeks. I hate to over-dramatize this, but that's the way it seems to this frustrated Jets fan.

Thursday, July 08, 2010

Thursday Thoughts

I just can't help getting swept up in the whole LeBron tidal wave. I haven't really cared about basketball for over 10 years, but still. If you ask me, he has known the entire time where he will play; the rest is all marketing and publicity instigated by his agent and publicist. Personally, and I might be biased, I believe he wants to be The Man, az he should come to New York where, if he wins, he would become a god. That's really all I have to say. I'll be there watching at 9 tonight just like all the other mindless basketball fans.

Also, in case anyone was curious about my gchat status...

Boss: Why don't your spreadsheets all start with the footers already there?! When I start a new document, I just use the one I have open and just delete everything, so I don't even have to worry about putting footers.
Me: But that's so annoying.
Boss: You probably just start up a new Excel.
Me: I do not! You think I go to the start menu? I just click the "new" button on the top when I already have Excel open.
Boss: It's the same thing!
Me: No it's not! The start menu opens up a new Excel universe!
Boss: ::flips me the bird::

Ha-yoooj nerd. This guy.

Thursday, June 03, 2010

Trust

Az one thing I really wanted to mention when it happened a few weeks ago is a story of how nice New Yorkers can be. One Wednesday afternoon, I left work and walked over to Books and Bagels Cafe on 19th Street. It's sorta on my way from work to school, and I needed a "bed" on which my peanut butter could lay (see Hedberg, Mitchell). Anyway, I attempted to pay with a credit card, but the gentleman behind the counter told me there's a $10 minimum, az I began to walk out. He stopped me and said "you know what? Just take one. They're gonna go in the garbage anyway." Sweet! Free bagel! And just as an aside, I don't care if you're not in college anymore; free food is still free food.
I continued on my merry way towards class, and since I had some time to kill I popped into Peculier Pub on Bleecker for a beer. Now, as is my custom, I perused the menu for not a short amount of time to find a beer I'd never had before. One would think this would be easy, considering that they have around 300 beers on the menu, but not for this guy! As I'm cruising and perusing, a handful of rowdy, yet friendly gentlemen are going on and on about Beer Lao (an appropriate name for a beer from Laos, don't you think?). I finally make my decision and order a beer from the bartender, and she shyly informs me that they are out of the one I selected. The rowdy, yet friendly gentlemen took pity on me, and one of them said "after all that, you don't even have it? Get this man a Beer Lao, on me!" I repeatedly attempted to pay for my own beer, but the gentleman would have none of it. And then we got to talking, and apparently he had gone to Laos on a trip some years earlier and really enjoyed Beer Lao, and Peculier Pub is the only place he's seen it outside of Southeast Asia. Sweet! Free beer!
Az now I have free food and free beer. I almost scored the trifecta, but nobody offered to pay for my transportation.
Speaking of transportation and the trifecta, I would be remiss if I didn't mention this golden nugget. I was driving back to my apartment one evening, and I was listening to the traffic report on the radio to see if there was anything doing on the Henry Hudson Parkway. I can't remember anything about that, since the report was dominated by the broadcaster describing the traffic on the Brooklyn, Manhattan, and Williamsburg Bridges as a "trifecta of trouble." It was absolutely priceless. Words I need to use more: Trifecta. Also "trousers." I need to use "trousers" a lot more often. But that's another story.
Anyway, onto the issue of trust. In order to function, we need to have a certain amount of trust in everything and everyone with whom we interact. We have certain ideas in our head about how things are supposed to work. My close friend, Trusty McLoyalman would never do or say anything to hurt me deliberately. Speedy Airbaggington is a decent driver and will signal and look at his blind spot when switching lanes. Cloudy Stormerstein will do her best to give an accurate weather report on the news. And Yorkman O'Times will expertly give us stock tips based on his insider information. Another words, there sure are a lot of folks we trust, whether we want to or not.
But you want to hear an interesting one? What about authors? Some of us read a lot of books, and when we open a book for the first time, we are placing our trust in the author's hands. We trust that he or she has a plan, and the author will execute his or her plan regardless of the circuitous route we need to follow in order to get there. The difference with authors though, is that we are entirely at his or her mercy. The author has created an entirely new world with new creatures, new landscapes, and new rules. The further into the story we get, the more we come to rely on our conceptions of these rules. But what's to stop the author from throwing us a total curveball and screwing with our preconceived notions of those rules? Or worse, what's to stop the author from thowing us a total screwball and curving with our preconceived notions of those rules? The answer, of course, is nothing. With every page we turn we make a choice. Do I continue to trust this author? Is the next page going to reveal something so distasteful that I will choose to put the book down and pick up another?
I thought of these questions will I was reading on the subway this morning. I have no idea why the author forced our protagonist to do the dastardly deed, especially after spending the first 90 pages reeling me in. I have chosen to trust the author and press onward. We'll see if my trust is rewarded.

Tuesday, January 05, 2010

Kiddush Hashem

Let's try for two!

I'm listening to the Michael Kay show, and over the past week or two, I've heard a couple of promotional radio commercials for the Kay show during some of the earlier programs (Mike and Mike, Brandon Tierney, Colin Cowherd, etc.). These commercials usually have one or another of the hosts (Michael, Don La Greca, Bonnie Bernstein, etc.) and occasionally a caller saying something interesting, as if to say "our show has intelligent people saying compelling things! Listen to us!" One of the commercials featured a caller named David from Jerusalem. I can't remember what he said that they put on the commercial, but I believe the purpose of using that call in the promo was to demonstrate that their show is so popular that they even have people calling from Israel. Cool.

Anyway, sure enough, David from Jerusalem just called in again today to talk about football and the frustration of cheering for losing teams, and after the sports talk, Michael and Don were chatting with David and asking him about Israel. They asked him what time it was, and David said "it's about 20 minutes to 11 here. We're seven hours ahead." Then they asked him if he ever lived in the states, and David responded "yeah, I lived there for 35 years; I moved here a year and a half ago." They then asked him how it is over there and why he moved, and David said "I moved mostly for religious reasons. It was difficult because I moved without a job and actually spent my first year here unemployed. But I've started working, and every day here is truly a blessing. I think it was the right thing to do for me, my family, and hopefully, ultimately, my people."

I really think it was a huge kiddush Hashem that David spoke so intelligently and eloquently on the radio. There are so many callers who can't speak properly and don't use correct grammar, az for David to represent Israel and Jews the way he did was truly fantastic and inspirational.

Shkoyach.

Some Thoughts for a Busy Sports Week

There are few times when the Jets and Mets dominate the back pages of the papers in New York, az I couldn't let such an opportunity pass me by. Well, I'm not actually gonna talk about the Mets much; there's just not enough about which I can get excited yet. I do like the Jason Bay signing even though it's a bit expensive. In a vacuum, I think it's an excellent move, but not in the sense that you might think. A lot of people in the news and on the radio are saying that it's a waste of money unless the Mets improve in other areas, e.g. pitching. I don't really buy into that; I prefer to suggest that it's an excellent move as long as it portends the future signings of similar-type players. If Omar Minaya is thinking "well, we've got to do SOMETHING, and Jason is either the best or second best hitter on the market, so let's see if we can get him," then it will truly be a waste of money. I hope and pray that Omar is actually thinking "hey, Jason Bay has tons of plate discipline and gets on base all the time, so if I can get him to drive Carlos in and get on base in front of David, then he's a perfect fit. Maybe in the next couple of years I can get a couple more guys who get on base." I'll drink to that.

I'll get to the Jets in a minute (again, I'm not really gonna talk too much about them, except to say something probably ridiculously inappropriate. Stay tuned.), but first I want to take a jab at everybody's favorite ESPN Radio host Colin Cowherd. Now, I do listen to him every day from 12-2, az I submit that his show can be entertaining at times; in fact, I will agree that when it comes to the business of sports he has a lot of intelligent things to say. But when it comes to stats, it's best just to turn him off. Unless you get a gem like this! I forget exactly how it went down, but during the course of an interview, Colin said something like "...but Mike Cameron isn't as good as, say, Torii Hunter. I mean everyone knows that, right? Right??" And as I was just obliquely paying attention to the radio, I found myself nodding my head. But then I thought, wait, Hunter's career OBP can't be much higher than .340, and I know he's over-rated as a defender. Meanwhile, Cameron walks a lot and I know he plays good defense. Let me check this out.

I'm actually going to check baseballprospectus.com and baseball-reference.com this instant to see how they both fare WARP-wise:

Hunter (6,008): OPS: .802, OPS+: 107, EqA: .268, WARP3: 24.9
Cameron (7,435 PA): OPS: .788, OPS+: 107, EqA: .277, WARP3: 50.7

Hmmmmmmm. I win. Colin loses. I am awesome. And oh, by the way, Hunter's career OBP is .330.

And now onto the Jets. I hope they win. Stick to the plan: show different defensive fronts, blitz various defenders on different plays, run the ball hard, don't turn it over, show some tiger-cat, etc.

Anyway, the inappropriate thing I wanted to mention came about as follows. I was on the subway this morning, and someone was reading the Post. I saw on the front page something about the Jets, az I looked closer and saw that the daughter of Jets owner Woody Johnson died. It's really a tragedy for the family, but I could do without the "let's win one for the gipper" nonsense that hopefully won't come. Anyway, az I was walking into the office and suddenly it occurred to me "OhMyGod, Woody Johnson has the worst name of all time!" I'll leave you for today with a quote (thanks imdb.com):

[Noticing Dr. Evil's spaceship on radar]
Radar Operator: Colonel, you better have a look at this radar.
Colonel: What is it, son?
Radar Operator: I don't know, sir, but it looks like a giant...
Jet Pilot: Dick. Dick, take a look out of starboard.
Co-Pilot: Oh my God, it looks like a huge...
Bird-Watching Woman: Pecker.
Bird-Watching Man: [raising binoculars] Ooh, Where?
Bird-Watching Woman: Over there. What sort of bird is that? Wait, it's not a woodpecker, it looks like someone's...
Army Sergeant: Privates. We have reports of an unidentified flying object. It has a long, smooth shaft, complete with...
Baseball Umpire: Two balls.
[looking up from game]
Baseball Umpire: What is that. It looks just like an enormous...
Chinese Teacher: Wang. pay attention.
Wang: I was distracted by that giant flying...
Musician: Willie.
Willie: Yeah?
Musician: What's that?
Willie: [squints] Well, that looks like a huge...
Colonel: Johnson.
Radar Operator: Yes, sir?
Colonel: Get on the horn to British Intelligence and let them know about this.

Basil: Did we get Dr. Evil?
Radar Operator: No, sir, he got away in that big spaceship that looks like a huge...
Teacher: Penis. The male reproductive organ. Also known as tallywhacker, schlong, or...
Friendly Dad: Wiener? Any of your kids want another wiener?
Friendly Son: Dad, what's that?
Friendly Dad: I don't know, son, but it has great big...
Peanut Vendor: Nuts. Hot, salty nuts. Who wants some?...
Peanut Vendor: Lord Almighty!
Woman: That looks just like my husband's...
Circus Barker: ONE-EYED MONSTER. Step right up and see the One-eyed Monster!
Cyclops: RARRR.
Cyclops: Hey, what's that? It looks like a...
Fan: Woody. Woody Harrelson. Could I have your autograph?
Woody: Sure. Oh, my Lord! Look at that thing!
Fan: It's so huge.
Woody: No, I've seen bigger. That's...
Dr. Evil: Just a little prick.