Sunday, February 19, 2012

LeBron James - Can He Come Home Again?

LeBron promises not to disappoint.
Each time that the Cleveland Cavaliers play the Miami Heat, ESPN and talk radio overflows with the same questions... should the Cavaliers retire LeBron's number? Should LeBron get a statue in town? What would happen if LeBron wanted to come back to Cleveland?

Each time, I force myself to switch the station so my head doesn't explode all over my living room.

It is fair to say I'm not a fan of LeBron James. Was I a fan when he was in Cleveland? Absolutely. I am now and always have been a Cleveland fan, not matter how painful that choice may be. I loved cheering for LeBron, when he was our home town hero. I overlooked the shenanigans of the Chosen One and his posse. After all, they didn't break any laws, and to the best of the rumor mill, LeBron was not a gun toting hooker wrangler, so his demands were acceptable, at least in my mind at the time.  Is that right or wrong? I don't know.

But then the Decision came. LeBron made it very clear that he didn't want to be in Cleveland.

Fine, God bless, let's move on.

Before any of my faithful readers calls me bitter or angry or wants me to get over LeBron James doing what was best for LeBron James and taking his talents elsewhere, I am over it. If you go here, I explain and admit that any anger I have isn't directed entirely at LeBron.

I am over him leaving Cleveland, but that doesn't mean I have to be his fan. There are lots of athletes/ celebrities that I don't like. I don't like Ben Roethlisberger. I don't like Kobe Bryant. I can't stand Hines Ward.

Just because someone is a great athlete or can flash a dazzling smile, I don't have to be their fan. I can respect the skill and athletic ability of someone, but that isn't the only reason I root for them. Let's face it, it is hard to cheer on a jerk. If anyone taught us that, it was Albert Belle.

So the question becomes, why would Cleveland want to retire his number or chase after him to come back? In my mind, that is like asking the bully that gave you a wedgie while stealing your lunch money if you could buy him dinner.

LeBron hasn't shown any interest in coming back to Cleveland or even a tinge of sadness on how the Decision went down, so why would we honor him with a retired number?

On the last trip to town, rumors flew that LeBron was insistent that the Q be swept for bombs. Fans were still booing themselves blue in the face anytime he touches the ball.  The beer jockies were forced to pour everything into cups so that plastic bottles couldn't be chucked at LeBron's head.

The Q would crack in a thousand tiny pieces if LeBron were given a ceremony to retire his number.

Let's get some pride in ourselves Cleveland.  

I want to win, but not with LeBron.

He isn't worth it.

LeBron looking for his rings.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Photo Fun - CSI Edition


Today's Photo Fun picture is one of favorites and solidifies my status as a nerd. Now, let's be clear, I don't speak Klingon, that would be my cousin, so maybe I am a nerdlette. And, no I'm not kidding about the Klingon cousin. You ever wonder why I don't use my real name in social media? I did for Facebook and my cousin promptly posted some apocalyptic rant in Klingon.

I'm a big fan of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, the original Vegas version. I mean, I'm a huge nerdy fan of CSI. If you have time, get a cup of coffee and read this post and you can see just how much of a nerdy fan I am.

When I lived in Indianapolis, the bright shiny lights of Chicago were only a MegaBus trip away. The Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago hosted the CSI Experience and I took the first bus I could to see it.

A crime scene
The CSI Experience was set up so that you could weave your way through one of three "crime scenes" just like a CSI would. You could follow clues and then walk through ballistics, looking at bugs, all the stuff from the show to help solve your crime.

This was all very cool, but even cooler than the crime scenes were the miniatures. There was a story arc on the show of the miniature killer and "her" models were on display. The picture above was the miniature of one of the crime scenes. The detail in the model was amazing.

The models on display, were all used in the show, with some even being recalled for reshoots. 

I am especially happy that this picture came out because there were truckloads of kids running through the exhibit, some of which thought it was proper museum behavior to lick the display case. Shockingly, that is not an exaggeration.





While we are all waiting for the big game, this is a perfect time to share with you all my visit to Indianapolis last weekend, my only chance to run through the SuperBowl Experience without all the tourists.

Before I continue, I have to tell you, the city of Indianapolis does an amazing job with big events. For anything ranging from the blue-jacket-wearing Future Farmers of America to the Indianapolis 500, the mindset of the city is perfect for visitors. Like most Midwest cities, people are welcoming and full of Hoosier hospitality.


 I haven't lived in downtown Indy for over a year and the changes are amazing. Georgia Street has been permanently changed into a pedestrian walkway (Cleveland readers, think East 4th), and a ginormous zipline was created to speed visitors through it. Personally, I am a big chicken, so I sat this event out. The funny thing about the zipline is few people thought about how to get up to the top. If you look closely at the picture, you can see all the stairs that adventure seekers had to climb to get to the top. There was a lot of huffing and puffing, but it seemed like a blast.


I started working at Lucas Oil Stadium when it opened as a bartender and it is a pretty cool stadium. The roof retracts and the giant window slides open, which was rarely done. Rumor had it that Peyton didn't like the harsh shadows from the sun, so the roof was mainly closed. That and there is no drainage on the field and nothing is waterproofed, so closed it stayed. 

 Several streets were closed off to allow for the concerts and bars and general fun.

 I went through the NFL Experience and I had a mixed trip there. It was HUGE and interesting, but I think it was more suited to kids. There were tons of pass, punt, kick type things and lots of stuff that looked like it was moved out of the Pro Football Hall of Fame in Canton to Indy. I ignored most of the "experience" things because quite honestly, the lines were long.

One display was a locker from each team. I don't think that they contained actual items for each player, since they were all almost exactly the same. The Browns' Joe Thomas was on display...next to the Broncos' locker, which was none other than Tim Tebow. The was a long line of people wanting to Tebow.
Wilson had an area where you could see how a football for the big game was made. I had no idea the number of steps involved. The SuperBowl game balls have some sort of invisible DNA markers on them that can be verified via laser. Whoa.

Next to Tebow's locker, the most photographed exhibit was a tie between the Lombardi Trophy and a display of rings. This picture can't even start to do justice to the enormity of some of the rings. Blingity bling is an understatement.

As the night progressed, I wandered into the street, took in some live music, ran into old friends and took part in a tailgate that made the Munilot seem tame.
Ok, not really, nothing is rowdier than the Munilot, but all in all it was a great time. I hope some time in my lifetime the Browns will be in the big game.