Hi, and apologies (I guess) for once again spinning this blog towards sports. It's maybe all I know, like, which, is maybe why in life I find myself a hollerin' to whateverhername is in life "HEY! Come back here!"
I read the Sport's page (hey, not even finished yet) and I cried. THERE. How is that?
Yes, there's the tragic loss of Kyle Bush, 41 year old Nascar driver - but, I hadn't even made it to that part of the paper.
Dander. Up. Distaste in mouth. Kansas City Chief receiver Rashee Rice, ALL the talent in the World....all the decision making skills of a Jerry Springer audience member. (Nutshell, a couple years ago now, he wrecked a rented car in Dallas, was driving 117 mph, lost control, wrecked, hit another car..... occupants of the other car needed medical assistance.. Rashee walked away. A recent 'hint' of domestic abuse - and who knows on that stuff but it does make one wonder... and then the most recent.. .tested positive for THC which, is a violation of his probation. So, he's in jail, will miss an early mandatory 'OTA' camp. Dear boys and girls, "This is the way not to do it."
Turning the page, which, in today's E edition of newspaper, means, clicking the arrow for the next page, or, pressing the touch screen if you don't mind possibly getting grape jelly on the screen. (How come everything that tastes so good is so dadgum sticky?)
Lucas Erceg, KC Royal's baseball pitcher, and the story behind '6/10/20' written in magic marker on his baseball glove. It's pretty commonly known around these parts, the 6/10/20 is Lucas's date of sobriety. In town to visit, record, Lucas - the Vice President of a State of Kansas behavior healthcare entity, Mirror Inc., and, along with him, the 9th ranked heavyweight boxer of the land. Each, equipped with their own redemption story. They had noticed the date on the glove - and surmised it's meaning.
Lucas willingly participated - and video will be taped, spliced. used and seen by over 20,000 people in Mirror's treatment centers and jail programs. He was specifically nabbed to show that 'those needing assistance' come from any, all walks.
Blogger note.... I ain't real sure howinthehell you denote, annotate, whatever, whichever article these excerpts came from, ie, I plagiarize. . Theys all in the KC Star, fork up $9.99 a month, you too can get 'em, but, be warned, them suckers raise your rates without telling you, and if you pay no attention to your bank account, the rate goes from a fingernail to the whole damn arm in six months or so.)
The ugly of Lucas's story. Not a great childhood. Drinking started in High School. Continued through the adulation of the "nothing can go wrong on or off the field" thanks, basically wholly, to athletic prowess, lack of discipline, 'life GPS'. It continued, escalated, though every minor league town on the path.
6/9/20, the day before the date written on his glove - he sat 'in a haze' by 37 empty beer cans and his PlayStation. His then girlfriend Emma, told him she was leaving Arizona to go back home to Cali, and, she wasn't returning if he was still drinking in a few weeks..
The pretty/good of Lucas's story. Then girlfriend Emma is now wife Emma.. oh, and they added a beautiful daughter, Elsie Marie. "my everything, man" Lucas proclaims. Objects in the rear view mirror may be closer than appear - and that's certainly the case for Lucas. His initial withdrawal was a horror with cold sweats, body functions grappling with hydration. "It never gets easy, but it gets easier."
A test was, after the Royals defeated the Baltimore Orioles in the Wild Card Series, sprayed champagne accidentally landed on his lips. "Nope." Puckered up even harder, "not getting in."
Click that arrow, next story. It's the one I cried on. Uh huh, the lineup card exchange that happened between the Red Sox and the Royals. Victor, you're an idiot, WHY would you cry over that? Well...
Hey, first.. did you know newspapers added video in the form of X? I was like, "wahl I'hl be damned." The video showed the Red Sox third base coach... Norman Rockwell couldn't painted it any better... EXACTLY what you'd think a 3rd base coach looked like.... hat, shades, grizzed face with stubbled whiskers, a build that looked like he'd been thru one too many Golden Corral buffet trips... You cried over that Victor? No... patience...
The coach's son works behind the scenes for the Royals - in scouting. 20 something, also painted succinctly by Rockwell in the X video. Insteada normal Royal's coach bringing out the lineup card, coach's son was dudded up in Royal's gear.. HE, was there to give the umps the card, meet in the circle. While it wasn't as cool or unsuspecting as a military mom or dad getting home from, say, Afghanistan or similar, sneaking up on their child, hugging... but... the dad (grizzled coach) kinda lost it... pounded his chest with his fist - looked to the Royal's dugout as if to thank them, then, of course, big hug with son. That, that brought a tear. Make fun however you wanna!
Click the arrow.
If old Norman Rockwell was given 'structions to sit at the easel and paint 'Perfection", it might look like #15 of the Kansas City Chiefs. OF COURSE I'm biased, but this much I can tellya, as a man, he's a leader. In however many years we've had him here, only two times have I questioned him... Once, Super Bowl parade, obviously one too many Coors, eh, ok.. and two, screamed at a player on the sideline... mighta been warranted, who knows.
He's respectful. In glory he deflects the praise to his teammates.. admits his own errors.. never verbally disparages an opponent, takes responsibility when things go wrong... all in all, a joy. Fans of other teams hate him, which, to me, tells me, again, we're lucky.
I've built this up too much, sorry. Mahomes had very serious surgery to repair an ACL and LCL in mid-December. Certain, Vegas has betting odds on will he (or not) start the very first game. There is worry of a tweak, a twist, a hit, yada... but GM Brett Veach put it pretty darn good when he said "Needless to say, he's way ahead of schedule. I think the biggest challenge we're going to have is protecting him from himself." That's it Victor? Uh huh, bite me, it oozes of accolades and thanks.
There ain't no emotion in sports.
OK, I'm off. Now that I got ESPN again, I'm gonna go watch a 30 for 30 on Chris Herron. He's a former NBA player who overcame cocaine/heroin addiction and now travels to speak to NBA teams about it... His last dabble with it, found him lying in a back alley in Vegas. He'd learn that day his family left him. He'd been robbed. The only thing on him was a pawn shop receipt where he'd pawned his son's PlayStation.
There ain't no emotion in sports.
God I love this land, and you. Thanks for the tears.
Love, Victurd
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