8/13: Griggsy’s Gripes

Griggsy is back with a vengeance. Not really, he’s just got more thoughts on various things (hooooorrrrraaaaayyyyy football is back). While he’s gripin’ on the internets, I’ll be gripin’ as I mop the floors at my weekend job. All things depending, I plan on getting the new Pens Preview up between tomorrow and Tuesday. Until then, here’s Griggsy

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A couple of odds and ends to tie up to start off this week’s show.

First, in two weeks, I will be on vacation in an undisclosed location (one that hopefully has lots of sun and sand). So, no Gripes from me that week. Be strong, you’ll make it through. Second, I do encourage you to leave feedback, whether you love what you read here, or hate it, or just think it’s OK. I’m always trying to get better at this, so please do let me know what you think. I am still debating whether I should give Walt my e-mail address to put out there to get more feedback. More on that in coming weeks.

For now, here come the Gripes:

->I’m finally excited for the NFL season. No, it has nothing to do with the preseason games that started this weekend. And no, it definitely has nothing to do with the precipitous decline of Das Buccos (more on this later) leading to me turning my attention elsewhere. In actuality, my excitement comes from the text I got from my best friend last night.

“Sending out the FF info e-mail out tonight.”

Yep, fantasy football. Woooo!

I know there are a ton of people out there who think fantasy football is a pointless waste of time where grownups play armchair GM/coach for a fake sports team. And I get that. Which is why I am very selective about how much fantasy sports I do. I have one (very intense) fantasy baseball team, one (extremely intense) fantasy hockey team, and this is my single fantasy football team. The reason for my participation, especially in the football league: It’s a blast to do it. There are 10 guys who play. My (above mentioned) friend is the commissioner, I assist him with the league, and all 10 of us just enjoy the hell out of making fun of each other, each other’s teams, and everything under the sun, really. Anything that allows you and your friends to have more fun for a couple of months out of the year, do it.

Also, it gets me more interested in the NFL as a whole. I am not going to be drafting only Steelers, so this requires me to keep tabs on every team’s goings-on across the league. It’ll make me watch a few more preseason games, and will have me watching pregame shows early on Sunday mornings during the season. It forces me to have more knowledge about the league, and I am a fan of gaining knowledge.

I know they’re not for everyone, but if you are making fun of those who do fantasy sports leagues now, you’re in the minority now…

 

->The insanity of Steelers fans struck again this week. Well, that might be too strong. Let’s just say that some fans were a bit ridiculous after finding out about an injury. There is a segment of fans that get attached to players very fast, and sometimes they do so without real merit. They showed it again this week when it was announced that rookie late-round draft pick Baron Batch, a running back, suffered a season-ending ACL tear during practice Wednesday. Batch was making a decent name for himself in training camp by picking up on the playbook fast, and impressing coaches and fans with his skills when given the opportunity to do so. However, Batch was still a long shot to do anything beyond making the team as a 4th string running back and special teams player.

If you read the Twitter accounts of many Steelers fans, though, you would’ve thought this was a sign of the apocalypse. Reactions of shock, horror, and unmitigated depression. If you had removed the player’s name from the reactions, you would have expected this to be the aftermath of the loss of a Harrison, Woodley, Miller, or Wallace. Someone needed to slap some sense into these people. I liked what I heard about Batch’s showings in camp, but losing him will not have an effect on the result of any single game. Perspective, people. Save your wailing and gnashing of teeth for when Ben throws 3 interceptions in one half, or when the defense collapses in a 4th quarter. Or, you know, you could just not do that either…

 

->As mentioned above, the Buccos’ slide has taken them well below .500, putting them in serious danger of a 19th losing season. While there are still plenty of games left between now and the end of September, a lot of those games are against Milwaukee and Saint Louis, two teams that have absolutely crushed the Pirates in recent seasons. That’s not encouraging at all.

Was it nice to win two of three games from the World Series champs in San Francisco? Of course. But they didn’t face the Giants’ two best pitchers (Lincecum and Cain), and new acquisition Carlos Beltran sat out all three games. Let’s not start thinking that things are right back on track. A weekend in Milwaukee will tell the tale on that…

 

->Despite saying that, I don’t want to hear anyone say the Pirates should start looking to lose a majority of their remaining games to get another high draft pick for next season. That is absurd at this point. The team can’t go from 54-54 to residing in the bottom five in the league standings, and to try would be a pointless venture. Not to mention, that would not win the hearts of any fans. Now, I don’t think that teams need to take fans into account for every decision they make. But this team, with these beaten-down fans, are a special exception, for sure…

 

->As expected, over the last few days I’ve started to watch DVD’s of old Pens playoff games, trying to hold me over until hockey starts picking up again. And something struck me as I sat here watching the post-series celebration and handshakes. I am honestly surprised that a sports company hasn’t put the footage together from the numerous camera angles they have available and used it to make a DVD of these celebrations in uninterrupted form. Half of the time, there are interviews or handshakes going on, making us miss something that would be great to see: two guys that tried to maim each other all series having a conversation while shaking hands, or two teammates sharing a moment of unbridled joy away from the middle of the ice.

I am stunned this hasn’t been done yet. Hell, I’m stunned that no one’s had this idea yet…

Um, you know what? Ignore these last few sentences. Nothing to see here.

Now, where the hell is the number for the patent office? It was here a second ago…..

Fearless

I had a number of things I wanted to talk about, but I’ve been having a bugger of a time putting things into words today. I started writing a different entry this morning. I just haven’t had the focus I needed to put into words what I was thinking. Unfortunately, that feeling is nothing new to me. It has been one of those things I’ve had to deal with before and I like to keep reminding myself how much it sucks. Good for a little perspective at times.

Originally I was going to post about my pond I’ve been working on (I promise I will and will post the photos soon), but it felt a little lazy and disingenuous, especially when compared to some of the other things I’ve discussed. Outright I didn’t have the concentration or ability to work on a new Pens Preview. I really enjoy writing those, but they require some serious focus and dedication to examining details and working through tons of stats and various numbers. I’m feeling edgy right now, no way would I be able to write one of those.

Then I saw something that got me going. Grant Imahara of Mythbusters fame Re-tweeted a link to a video early today. He linked to this video.

Generally speaking I avoid listening to commercial radio and/or Pop music/Top 40 type stuff. Just not really my style (that, my friends, can be another post where I get on my snobby soapbox about the lack of talent, or more appropriately, the inability to sell a record based on talent because the consumer is a tasteless assclown). Honest to goodness, the most exposure I get to pop music is when it is covered by the people on Glee (haters gonna hate). The most exposure I had to this song was from Glee’s rendition of it or the random and sparse occasions when I would be in a shop or someone else would have a radio tuned to a top 40 station. With such limited exposure to it I never really considered the lyrics or, frankly, who the artist was. I had to look up that the track is one of Pink’s songs. What makes that even more depressing is that I really enjoyed Pink’s 1st record and was so-so-to-happy with her second major release. She just kinda fell off my radar as time went on, but that’s nothing new to any who know me.

I watched the video and I really enjoyed it. So I watched it again. Then another time. Each time I was noticing something about it, but it wasn’t about the actual video of the people featured in it. I was noticing the lyrics to the song. As mentioned previously, I don’t often find much value in pop music. In all likelihood this song, too, will be forgotten in a relatively short stretch of time, but I wanted to give it a few moments of my time because it speaks to something I like in my music, literature, etc – it empowers.

You may laugh, and I may look like a fool for saying so, but it is a song that I feel is something of an anthem for people, or at least a rallying call. Obviously there is a party element to the song, but I see it all as a carpe diem type mentality. More importantly, I see the call for individuality and being oneself. The repetition in the chorus calling for all the underdogs and those who are “wrong in the right ways.” This is a common thread with those of us who are a one-off type personality.

I am an odd bird. I don’t deny this. I pride myself on being, well, a little strange. Those who have come to know me over the years can attest to the fact that, well, I’m pretty darn weird. Not a bad weird or a creepy weird, just…odd. I don’t often see things the way others do, nor do I often have a popular opinion on things. I am a self avowed geek of all trades. I don’t deny it and I was one of the few who embraced being an oddity at a younger age. It worked for me and I try to encourage people to be themselves in this life instead of what other people want them to be.

The song, however, really caught my attention when I saw it paired up with the video of the cosplayers from the Comic-Con. Comic readers, cosplayers, video game players, etc have been at the fore of groups deemed socially unacceptable and generally seen as a strange underclass of weirdos that nobody likes. I grew up reading all types of comics. I am a video game collector. I’ve been to a number of E3 conferences. I go to toy and collectible shows. I’ve even been known to dress up for events before in costume (William Howard Taft being one of my more famous appearances). I know the looks I’ve gotten from people for being, well, all of those things I listed. They are even more shocked when they actually talk to me and realize I am sociable, rather intelligent, don’t smell like dirt that’s been humped by a hobo, and cast a wide net when it comes to things that interest me.

This video, though, got me really thinking about how these people, my people, really are wrong in all the right ways. We don’t belong but we also don’t really care. We are, as the song says, a bunch of “dirty little freaks.”

The people featured in this video are everything I like to see in others and like to see in myself when I can. These people are fearless.

They know the type of reactions they get from the general society and just how many people could possibly see them lip sync-ing to a Pink song on Youtube and they all said “fuck it” and just went with it because of being sure of who they are and what they do for themselves. I admire the Hell out of all of them for doing as such and I wish more people were confident in what they do in this life. It is like the old saying of sing/dance like nobody can see you. Just go out and do your thing. Be yourself. Be empowered. Be fearless.

I know that some of this has been poorly worded and phrased. I apologize for that. Like I said, I’ve been real edgy and unable to focus. Additional apologies as this has gone from one idea to the next. It’s been one of those days. In light of yesterday’s events and the milestone marker it was, I’m surprised I’m as together as I am. I also want to take a moment to thank everyone for their kind words and their thoughts over the last few days. I know I allow myself to get down about things and sometimes lose the perspective that I do have a number of good people in my life who genuinely care about it. It doesn’t go unnoticed or unappreciated, even if I am terrible at expressing it sometimes. But that’s who I am and you all have accepted me for who I am, just as I try, try, try to accept all of you for who you are.

Fearless. Not cocky, not covering up shortcomings, not a sleight of hand. Unafraid of what criticism may come and being in one’s glory. What a feeling. I hope I can continue to be fearless about things in my life. I hope you all, too, get to experience that. Be without fear and you will live forever.

Now For Something Completely Different

I just wanted to take a few moments tonight to say a few personal thoughts. Avoid the Clap has been operating now for two weeks. It has been a truly wonderful experience. Some of you knew me from elsewhere, while others are just getting to know me now, but know this – I love to write, and without having an audience and the feedback I have received, I likely would drop off on writing things nightly or almost every night.

As I mentioned, the blog has only been operating for two weeks so far, but you, the readers, have contributed to 3700 views and over 300 comments. Unreal.

Obviously I am the primary author, but we’ve also got Griggsy and hopefully a few other guest posts coming up as time marches on. If it weren’t for all of you commenting and reading and spreading the word about the blog I likely would have packed it in after the experiment failed. I am here to write both for myself and for all of you. You may not agree with what I have to say, and I can’t promise I won’t say something that won’t rankle some feathers, but I like to hear all views, even if they are different from mine.

I write for you as much as I write for myself. This couldn’t have happened without the encouragement of a few others and I certainly wouldn’t be so committed to keeping the posts coming as regularly as possible. I now spend time thinking about what I want to write about and working on ideas for stories I want to write, knowing I have an audience.

This is for you. I’d be nothing without you.

Let the good times roll.

I will likely be out of commission for the next day or two, so there may not be new posts, but I can tell you I want to get the next Pens Preview up before the week is out and we’ll have a new installment of Griggsy’s Gripes for the weekend.

“The good old days weren’t always good and tomorrow ain’t as bad as it seems.” – Billy Joel, “Keeping the Faith”

Thank you. From the bottom. Tomorrow? It ain’t as bad as it seems.

-Walt

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