Cause I'm a cowboy...

Yay! Brewers game yesterday! It was a fabu time as usual. I think it is near impossible to go to a Brewer game and not have a good time. Yovani Gallardo=Love. Simply amazing. Not only did he pitch a phenomonal game, no. He also hit a solo homer which ended up being the only run of the game. So he basically provided the offense too. If Yo keeps this up he is on the fast track to being the Brewers' ace.


Damn you Deadliest Catch! Damn you straight to hell! You always get your theme song stuck in my head and it drives me nuts!

Well I know the place, where the faces are so cold. Drive all night, just to get back home! Cause I'm a cowboy!

Enjoy a little Bon Jovi if you will.


Be proud! I am learning the in and out of blogger! It doesn't take me two hours to embed a video anymore! It only took two years...

...except I don't know why it says that stuff about width...

I was a Looper for the Lama...

A new pitcher for the Brewers this year, Braden Looper, looks like he is smiling all the time.


And we all know how I feel about smiling too much. While I just like smiling (smiling's my favorite!) I think there is such a thing as way to much smiling *coughRachelRaycough.* Now granted Looper just might makes faces when he pitches, everyone does it. But it is a little creepy. He just grins away. He grins while batting too.


It makes me think of dear old Davy Crockett. Do we all know what he did to bears? Besides kilt them when he was only three? He grinned them down. Perhaps Looper is just taking a page out of Davy's book. Maybe he is trying to grin the batters down. Who knows?



See look:

And yes I did make him wearing a Brewer uniform. I could have looked for a picture of him in one on JSonline or something but I just did a google image search. Anyway. Do you see the grin? Imagine that for 6-7 innings nonstop, kinda creepy right? Most pitchers mid-throw look like they hurt themselves or might poo. He just has a grin. A kind of painful looking one, but one nonetheless.

Ok fine! That picture doesn't really represent Davy Crockett smiling down a bear but who can say no to an image of ol' Crocket in his coon skin cap? No one. And if you can, then you're unamerican!

Does anybody know what the title of this post is from? Anybody...anybody...Bueller?

Caddyshack! Every time I hear his name I think of that movie. As well as Uggla or something like that. Dan Uggla I think it is. I could look but I'm too lazy. No, here I did. OhMiGosh! I was RIGHT! I knew it!

And odd enough, both reasons why are from this snippet from the movie.

Carl: So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.

Alright well I must go. Big day tomorrow! First Brewer game of the season for me! And shhhh I might be playing hooky to go...but it is alright. We aren't doing anything really. I would say look for me on TV but the game isn't televised...so maybe I'll do something to get a shout out from Bob!

Hasta la pasta!

Myth Plausible

I didn't know Jamie from MythBusters was also an athletic trainer for the Houston Astros!

I mean come on now, it is like looking in a damn mirror! Put a beret on the trainer and you have Jamie's twin. Maybe they were separated at birth! They both have a pretty sweet 'stache.

I don't think we can call this myth confirmed or busted. We'll have to call it plausible.

I would attempt to put a beret on Mr Athletic Trainer Man but Jezebelle is officially on the fritz. She needs to be fixed asap. I can't even boot up Windows on her. All I have ever done is love her and now she's being like this. Good thing she's still under warranty.

Anyway, the Brewers had a fabu road trip! Won both the series in Philly (haha reigning world champs my ASS!) and Houston after losing 2 of 3 from the Mets.

Going to the game on Friday! Weeeeeeee! Make sure to tune in, I think me and Briana are attempting to make it on TV again. I don't know yet for sure. If not then maybe we'll do our signs on the 13th when we go. We're also thinking about going on Wednesday for the day game since it is the five county discount so we can get amazing seats for half price. Holla! Now that is what I'm talking about!

Ok well...yeah. That's all I've really got.

Puppy chow!

Overreact much?

In light of a recent editorial that ran in UWW's college newspaper the Royal Purple yesterday, head football coach Lance Leipold has banned the RP from covering football.

Lancy-boy was upset over an editorial, and EDITORIAL mind you, where the writer talked about how one day at the weight room three athletes from an elite program refused to turn over their IDs to the weight room staff. They had their IDs on them, they just didn't want to hand them over. Eventually two caved and one didn't so the police had to be called.

And what did Lancy-boy have to say about it? "This is [expletive deleted] bullshit," Leipold said. "It's going to be a bitch to try to cover football next season."

Ooooooooooh Coach Leipold. Could you have dug yourself into a bigger hole?

The paper is out on Wednesday and by Wednesday night, an article was on the RP website about him banning the reporters from covering the team.

Someone needs to learn you shouldn't send angry emails right away Lance. It is a bad, bad thing to do.

I can't do this story justice just by recapping it here. No, you have got to read it because I guarantee you will be saying to yourself "wow, what a douche!"

Here is the editorial that ran that infuriated Leipold.

And here is the article about Lance's reaction.

He needs to cool his jets. and to take it out on poor little Chris! I know him, sort of, and he seems like a very nervous sort of kid, not very confident when he talks but I think he's a good reporter. He probably almost peed himself when Lance started to scream at him. I know I would. But then I think after the initial shock, I'd prepare my defense and lay into him.

Oh, and the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel has also picked up on the story.

Now if there is one thing I have learned in my years here and just by observing it is as journalists, we don't like it when you bitch us out for no good reason. Regardless of the level of journalism, it is kind of like when you screw with one, you screw with all. Just look at the headlines on CNN.com when Iran was threw that one journalist in jail. Sure Iran-Whitewater is a helluva difference but it is comparable. There are plenty of hack writers out there, there are plenty of bad reporters and I myself have discredited the RP on more then one occasion (and I wouldn't call myself an amazing reporter either). This is not one of them. If the story had ran as a news piece then yes, that would have been shoddy reporting on the RP's side. But it didn't. It was editorial, found in the opinion section. You could not mistake it for news. The reporter not once mentioned what program the athletes were from, just an elite one. So you'd think football or basketball. Lance made the mistake of opening his big mouth. He could have dealt with this in a much more professional manner. A lot of people in the athletic department don't really care for the RP, they see it as inferior. To the Journal Sentinel, it is, sure. But the thing they aren't thinking about is a vast majority of the students read the RP every week compared to the JS. And if you read the comments made by students following both articles, you'll see the majority of them disagree with Lance. The administrators underestimate the RP's campus power. And that's their own damn fault.

Oh, and I would loooooooooove to see how this effects recruiting. If my kid was being recruited by Whitewater to play some football and I read what Lance said, I'd be a little skeptical. D3 athletes don't get scholarships so I don't know how I'd feel paying for my kid to go play for a dill-hole.

Misssssster Coffey!

Dun dun dun! What went on in your head?

Get it? Mr Coffey? Mr. Crowley? Yes? No? Ok.

Brewers won today thanks to the wonderful pitching by Todd Coffey. Sure the fact that Jeff Suppan didn't suck was key. He actually did quite good today, I was surprised. But it was Coffey's pitching in a jam that earns him the praise. Got out of a bases loaded situation, and recorded the final 8 outs of the game to get the save. Holla!

So naturally since I'm on a Photoshop binge again I present you with this little diddy.
Todd Coffey is my blog's player of the game. Congratulations! All of the number of people you can count on one hand will know of your greatness and award as player of the day!

That's crap-tastic!

I do not care what people say. Rickie Weeks still sucks.

I think he had beginners luck the first few days of the season. Beginning of the season luck.

Basically he cost the Brewers the game. It is like he's got bricks for hands! He cannot complete the most routine plays. Princey tosses him a throw that should have been an out. Bloop! Rickie drops it. What the hell?! Until his defense excels beyond that of a high school senior, send him down to Nashville. Or better yet, trade him. Though it would take a desperate team to pick him up. I'd pay to get rid of him. Or he should be paying the Brewers to keep his job.

You are no good Rickie. I'm sorry. Until you can start making easy plays, I will not like you. Until your batting average becomes better then the pitchers, I will not like you. Quit sucking. End of story.
....ok does everybody know this whole Jackass guy I've got going on is from Happy Gilmore? Yes? Good.

In other news...

Went to La Crosse Thursday. I had to present at NCUR. Pretty easy place to find really. Jump on the interstate, ride that bitch for 130 miles, exit # 5, turn left, then turn right, then turn left. Well...there are other roads in there. But anyway. I think my parents were a wee bit worried I'd get lost. But I'm good. Damn good. If I could find my way around all these little towns finding high schools then I could find a college campus piece of cake.

There's a town called Sparta right by La Crosse and ever since the first sign on the road for it I kept saying "Sppppppaaaarrrrrttttaaaaaa!" Like from the movie 300. Yes I was alone. Yes I kept doing it. Yes I know it is sad.

Perks to NCUR? Free shit! What up!!! Free tote, good sized and pretty nice, that came with a free water bottle. Not to mention free lunch! It might have only been a ham sandwich but still. It was free. Oh, and not to mention a badass name tag. Mmmhm. It was one of those deals where it is like a little purse thing too. Apparently like you get on a cruise. I wouldn't know having never been on one.

It went good though. Talked to quite a few people, talked to some people for grad schools. Yeah, I don't know if I'm really considering grad school or not. But looking over some of the material, I think I might like getting my MURP just cuz of the name. A Master's in Urban and Regional Planning. No but really we learned about urban planning once when I was a freshmen and I was fascinated by it. Why? Because I hate sprawl. Also because I think there can be better land uses. They don't offer an urban planning major here or at least they didn't at the time. I don't know. I'm going to think about it. All the deadlines for fall admissions have passed already so I do have time to mull some shit over. Then again a whole lot of this depends on if I get a job. Then things can change.

Le sigh. I don't wanna grow up. I need to bag me a man already who I can live off of.

Right. So I went to the doctor yesterday cause I had to in order to get a refill on my leg cream and while I was there I thought I'd have her look at my poppy rib. You know, the rib that I can push in and it pops. Anyway good news. I don't have one too many ribs. Apparently my cartilage is extra flexible around there. She asked if I had any injuries that might have caused it and I was thinking and the only thing I could come up with was I fell of a teeter-totter. But then I wasn't quite sure when that was so I didn't say anything. But it was 2 summers ago that I when ka-boomies off it and I did start to notice my rib pop when I started down here at the grocery store so that was, like, late fall of '07 when it started to be weird. Perhaps it was the teeter-totter. Or perhaps not. Who knows. Anyway. She said that since it doesn't cause me any pain then really, there is nothing to worry about. The only real way to fix such things would be to have them take a rib out. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek! Check please! I'll keep all my ribs, a'thank ya.

Alright well I think I have rambled on long enough.

Tootles!

You Jackass!

Jeff Suppan sucks.

End of Story.
In other non-sucky news...

I got to see my little addy-poo this weekend! Squeeeeeeeeee! Oh when she smiles it just melts my heart! The cutest things ever!

Undergrad research day was last week. I basically stood by my poster for two hours and talked to a grand total of 10 people for the equivalent of 10 minutes. But I did talk to the Chancellor! Snap! I was standing there not really paying attention, looked over and BAM! The Chance man! So badass.

I have to go to the National Conference on Thursday. I was going to go up with the group and stay all day Thursday and Friday but after further review I realized there was no way in hell I was going to spend two days with complete strangers and sleep in the same room as one. Also they did a shit-tastic job of informing me of the travel plans so that sort of pissed me off. I feel like I have been under informed on everything during the whole Ugrad research process. And I do not like that and I shall let them know when I have to do a review of it.

Ok well that's it. The Brewers haven't been doing so hot. Le sigh. The game isn't on TV tonight which I thought it was so I'm trying to keep up with it via the game cast. Oh! JJ just hit a homer! Mmm, hot stuff comin' through right there!

...right. Adios!

Derby Dancing

I don't know why but the other day I got to thinking about the Kentucky Derby.

Now I know next to nothing about horse racing so I have to say, it's kind of odd. The think I got to thinking about was not the race, not the mint juleps or the horses. Naw. I got to thinking about the hats. The huge, glam hats that everyone who sits in the stands instead of the infield wears.

I freakin' love those hats. I'm not a hat person really. I like winter hats, I like baseball hats. Easter hats? No thanks. Fancy hats to wear to weddings or to visit the Queen? (which I do allllllll the time) Nuh. For some reason though, I want a huge Kentucky Derby hat. I want a hat with a brim so large it can provide shade for a small village. I want it to the point that I almost need poles to hold it up. It needs to by humongous in a tasteful manner of course.

Oh crap! I was so gonna post pictures but I used the other computer when I was looking at them! Hold on maybe I can find them quick.

Crapballs! I don't remember what I put into my google search to find them. I shoulda checked that before I started this blog...

They were huge and that's all that matters. One was black with red accents, one was a fuschia-pink and the other might have been white with some pink accents. They were pretty amazing.

I want to go to the Derby twice. Once I'll find me a rich date to buy me my hat that small aircraft could land on and another time I want to go to the infield. I read somewhere that while the infield isn't the best place to actually see the race, it is pretty fun place to party. The people sneak booze in by injecting their fruit with it! How amazing is that?! I should TOTALLY try to do that at Miller Park. I need a syringe though.

Anyway. There's that to do.

I just saw the movie Milk and it was very good. I highly recommend it to anyone. Sean Penn totally deserved that Oscar for it.

Alright. I'm out. Adios.