Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Monday, September 29, 2014
Friday, September 26, 2014
A pretty good dream turns BAD (ASU vs. UCLA)
I had a dream last night where I was watching the UCLA/Arizona State game on TV. It was a miracle that Arizona State was in the lead in the 2nd quarter. It was as if I was watching TV in my bedroom. That was the place I was sleeping as I had the dream.
In reality, I woke up to find ASU in the lead through my iPhone on m.espn.com. I was feeling pretty good about myself and hoping that my Sun Devils could start the season 4-0.
See highlights below (or in my case, lowlights)
Now, I woke up to my facebook feed to find that ASU was losing big to UCLA at the start of the 3rd quarter. I was thinking to myself 'damn, here goes another choke job on the big stage by my Sun Devils."
Thursday Night was another colossal failure by my Sun Devils to make a positive statement in the national spotlight. Final Score: UCLA 62 ASU 27. This game follows a series of failures by my Sun Devils versus quality competition.
Here are some losses by my Sun Devils on the big stage:
#11 USC 44, #7 ASU 24 (2007-Thanksgiving Day)
#3 Georgia 27, ASU 10 (2008)
#8 Boise State 56, ASU 24 (2011 Las Vegas Bowl)
#2 Oregon 43, ASU 21 (2012)
#7 Stanford 38, #11 ASU 14 (2013 PAC-12 Championship game)
#11 UCLA 62, #15 ASU 24 (2014 Thursday Night)
In order to be the best, you have to beat the best. That is nevermore true than it was last night. My Sun Devils will never, never, NEVER become a part of college football's elite until they can manhandle the opposition that is in front of them that is better than them going into a game.
My Sun Devils will excite the masses in the beginning, make us feel good about ourselves, and then lay an egg on us.
Also, it's time to get rid of the #Blackout campaign at Sun Devil Stadium. The way my team plays, our fans seem dressed more for a funeral than for a championship quality victory.
It doesn't matter who our coach is or who our coach was. It matters who we have as players on our team.
The belief of you defeating an opponent has to come within my team's players. Our players have to be stronger than the other team's players in order to succeed. Our teams have to beat the stronger teams in order to be part of the national conversation when it comes to naming college football's elite teams.
UCLA finally figured it out how to be an elite team on Thrusday Night, by beating the hell out of someone in all phases of the game. UCLA is now part of the PAC-12 Championship race and the national conversation. ASU is not.
It's time for ASU to learn how to win a big game.
That's my dream. What's yours?
In reality, I woke up to find ASU in the lead through my iPhone on m.espn.com. I was feeling pretty good about myself and hoping that my Sun Devils could start the season 4-0.
See highlights below (or in my case, lowlights)
Now, I woke up to my facebook feed to find that ASU was losing big to UCLA at the start of the 3rd quarter. I was thinking to myself 'damn, here goes another choke job on the big stage by my Sun Devils."
Thursday Night was another colossal failure by my Sun Devils to make a positive statement in the national spotlight. Final Score: UCLA 62 ASU 27. This game follows a series of failures by my Sun Devils versus quality competition.
Here are some losses by my Sun Devils on the big stage:
#11 USC 44, #7 ASU 24 (2007-Thanksgiving Day)
#3 Georgia 27, ASU 10 (2008)
#8 Boise State 56, ASU 24 (2011 Las Vegas Bowl)
#2 Oregon 43, ASU 21 (2012)
#7 Stanford 38, #11 ASU 14 (2013 PAC-12 Championship game)
#11 UCLA 62, #15 ASU 24 (2014 Thursday Night)
In order to be the best, you have to beat the best. That is nevermore true than it was last night. My Sun Devils will never, never, NEVER become a part of college football's elite until they can manhandle the opposition that is in front of them that is better than them going into a game.
My Sun Devils will excite the masses in the beginning, make us feel good about ourselves, and then lay an egg on us.
Also, it's time to get rid of the #Blackout campaign at Sun Devil Stadium. The way my team plays, our fans seem dressed more for a funeral than for a championship quality victory.
It doesn't matter who our coach is or who our coach was. It matters who we have as players on our team.
The belief of you defeating an opponent has to come within my team's players. Our players have to be stronger than the other team's players in order to succeed. Our teams have to beat the stronger teams in order to be part of the national conversation when it comes to naming college football's elite teams.
UCLA finally figured it out how to be an elite team on Thrusday Night, by beating the hell out of someone in all phases of the game. UCLA is now part of the PAC-12 Championship race and the national conversation. ASU is not.
It's time for ASU to learn how to win a big game.
That's my dream. What's yours?
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
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Monday, September 22, 2014
Dreaming of two California baseball jobs and an airport
Over the weekend, I was involved in a deep sleep. This was one of those rare days where I could sleep in and enjoy a well-deserved rest.
In this dream, I was set to work in the press box at Dodger Stadium and Angel Stadium in Southern California. It was never determined what those jobs were supposed to be.
My first job in a press box was at Dodger Stadium in Los Angeles during the daytime hours. I remember having fun working with a crew I worked with in 1999 in Phoenix. I still don't remember what I was doing though. I remember sitting far out in the outfield during the preparation for a day game before I knew what I was doing.
After that assignment, I was en route to Anaheim for another game at Angel Stadium. On my way to that game, I was headed to an undetermined airport for some reason. I was driving my old 2-door Mercedes-Benz coupe to get to the stadium. Somewhere along the way, I drove to the airport. Not only did I drive to the airport, I drove through the airport.
I'm not sure why I did that. One of the people I recognized was a photographer from CBS46 in Atlanta. I was sure I was getting my car towed for parking my car inside one of the airport shops. I pleaded my case to get my car back. Unfortunately, no such luck for me. My car was being taken away from me.
The next think I know, I was headed out to the desert. I'm not sure why I was going there. I heard something on the radio that there was a traffic jam in Irvine, California. I recognized a voice in my ear, a voice of a CBS46 newscast director complaining about the mispronunciation of Irvine. He complained that it was being pronounced as "ER-VIN" when it should be "ER-VINE."
In reality, I woke up. I haven't been back to California since 2008. I haven't been back to both Dodger Stadium and Angel Stadium as a baseball fan since 2007. I have never worked in either stadium for anything.
One day, I have to return back to California, Dodger Stadium, Angel Stadium, and Petco Park for good measure.
In this dream, I was set to work in the press box at Dodger Stadium and Angel Stadium in Southern California. It was never determined what those jobs were supposed to be.
My first job in a press box was at Dodger Stadium in Los Angeles during the daytime hours. I remember having fun working with a crew I worked with in 1999 in Phoenix. I still don't remember what I was doing though. I remember sitting far out in the outfield during the preparation for a day game before I knew what I was doing.
After that assignment, I was en route to Anaheim for another game at Angel Stadium. On my way to that game, I was headed to an undetermined airport for some reason. I was driving my old 2-door Mercedes-Benz coupe to get to the stadium. Somewhere along the way, I drove to the airport. Not only did I drive to the airport, I drove through the airport.
I'm not sure why I did that. One of the people I recognized was a photographer from CBS46 in Atlanta. I was sure I was getting my car towed for parking my car inside one of the airport shops. I pleaded my case to get my car back. Unfortunately, no such luck for me. My car was being taken away from me.
The next think I know, I was headed out to the desert. I'm not sure why I was going there. I heard something on the radio that there was a traffic jam in Irvine, California. I recognized a voice in my ear, a voice of a CBS46 newscast director complaining about the mispronunciation of Irvine. He complained that it was being pronounced as "ER-VIN" when it should be "ER-VINE."
In reality, I woke up. I haven't been back to California since 2008. I haven't been back to both Dodger Stadium and Angel Stadium as a baseball fan since 2007. I have never worked in either stadium for anything.
One day, I have to return back to California, Dodger Stadium, Angel Stadium, and Petco Park for good measure.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Dreaming of Tulsa
Overnight in my sleep, I had a dream where I was by myself in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
I was riding around in a nice truck with my mom and her late husband along the freeways and Turnpikes throughout Northeastern Oklahoma. I remember having fun riding in the back seat of the truck as the sun was going down and later on as it got darker and darker.
I don't remember seeing any tollbooths or places where you drop quarters in for you to keep on driving without a penalty. I just remember riding along without a destination in mind.
Also, I had a dream there where I was applying for all kinds of editing jobs for all of the Tulsa Area TV stations. For some reason, I was fixated on applying for a job at KOKI-TV/FOX23. I logged onto fox23.com to apply like crazy for a job.
After I got onto the website, I got back in my mom's truck and kept on moving. I don't remember exactly where I sat at a computer in order to apply for that job. It was a blur to me all the way around.
In reality, I woke up.
I'm not looking for a job in Tulsa right now. I was in Tulsa to see my family in July and get them to meet my son Ben for the first time. Everybody loves Ben and Ben loves everybody back.
I can't wait to see my family again and for them to see Ben again. He'll bring lots and lots of smiles to everyone, including me.
I was riding around in a nice truck with my mom and her late husband along the freeways and Turnpikes throughout Northeastern Oklahoma. I remember having fun riding in the back seat of the truck as the sun was going down and later on as it got darker and darker.
I don't remember seeing any tollbooths or places where you drop quarters in for you to keep on driving without a penalty. I just remember riding along without a destination in mind.
Also, I had a dream there where I was applying for all kinds of editing jobs for all of the Tulsa Area TV stations. For some reason, I was fixated on applying for a job at KOKI-TV/FOX23. I logged onto fox23.com to apply like crazy for a job.
After I got onto the website, I got back in my mom's truck and kept on moving. I don't remember exactly where I sat at a computer in order to apply for that job. It was a blur to me all the way around.
In reality, I woke up.
I'm not looking for a job in Tulsa right now. I was in Tulsa to see my family in July and get them to meet my son Ben for the first time. Everybody loves Ben and Ben loves everybody back.
I can't wait to see my family again and for them to see Ben again. He'll bring lots and lots of smiles to everyone, including me.
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