Foot in Helmet Disease

AB tends to work with many steps. They both contract and expand with reps. One is ballyhooed internal muscle and one is a ballyhooed receiver with hustle. Both like to admire the likes of adorers, though one has a fetish for helicopters.

Antonio displayed massive drama while in the P.A. and now he might land in a stadium near LA. Might meaning he might decide to walk. And one meaning Las Vegas might balk. About the Raiders being overvalued while the love is in the East Bay where the fans are being screwed.

But Brown is to report to train with his posse while he taps around his story like Bob Fosse. Now the team has said all-in or all-out. Without his hat, he’s in full pout. First its said that he has cold feet. Threatening his status of being elite. Then it’s the helmet with size and shape. Blurring his vision while on his break. What next, we ask, from this prima donna? He belongs either in Vegas or crying to his Mama?

He’s come up from being without a home. It seemed like in Steeler town that he made it his own. But one disconnect, two disconnect, three and four. What does Gruden and the Raiders have in store? Gruden has a 10 spot of years on his deal. Thats 10 of Mahomes driving his defenses to squeal.

But back to AB cause he likes all the focus. Forget about quitting, that was all hocus pocus. He will dominate when he gets the ball, from a ball boy or incumbent Derek Carr. It wouldn’t be a drama if it wasn’t a wide receiver, the world is their oyster while the pain is with believers. And if he finds his helmet online, for a bounty of a practice helmet signed, then he will be a straight up magician, following the leagues mandate and condition. Instead of spray painting a hat as a primer, not a good look for a sideline to sideliner.

You think he will make the Raiders relevant. Remember Moss, Walker, Nelson, and that $ spent? They’ve been looking forever for a replacement Tim Brown. Guess what, the name is right but the attitude’s a frown.

The Joe Killed The Radio Star

The Joe killed the radio star. And moved him to a podcast. The radio dial always seems too antiquated to last. And personalities come and go like New Yorkers through a turnstile. And before you know it, the memory slows and you don’t remember them for awhile.

Take the case of Josh Friedman, who was let go by a Miami station. I’ve been here twenty years and its always been his vocation. He goes back to a point in time of sarcastic misuse, when Neil Rogers made him the butt of a joke because of a rumored hygiene issue. But at that time it was ok cause Neil made you relevant, unless you were Howard David and you wore a toupee like muskrat.

Let go by a station named “The Joe”. A new name that is to give some more flow. But the name sounds like the child of some one dumb as rocks. The Joe sounds like something sloppy and personalities full of crocks. We don’t expect much from this iteration of this Miami sports talk station but I’m sure they need a talent like Josh that smells like a pit that people use to mosh.

Expecting to hear an expert voice but its absent now. And his radio voice is certainly one that should be heard somehow. I always got the sense that he was the one to show the ropes, to youngsters, some talented and some dopes. A lot of us get expedited cause of a reason or another. But radio seems especially cruel to a fan or show runner.

I hope Josh Friedman makes it back to an airways or podcast. Seems like his talent shouldn’t be on a flagship at half mast. And now we have regular scheduled  programming but with one less on the farm. Seems like Miami radio is losing a lot of its charm.

Kneeler not on the fence

When the music plays and the bombs burst in to air, there is more dissenters that may dare. Those that kneel to the preamble. Those who kneel who are not able. To voice their opinion or share their disdain, on how people are deported, muted or slain.  Like a Pan Olympian fencer who gloriously medals, if he opines then many say that he meddles. And has the dishonor of having to give back, his hard earned bounty while others attack…..

Innocent civilians cause their voices weren’t heard, they write manifestos and injure the herd, of people who visit a WalMart to shop, not thinking they’re targets about to be shot. Would it seem more American if an anthem was playing, while people screamed obscenities while simultaneously praying? While a white male terrorist takes the gun to aim, and fire at his victims to kill or at least maim?

In an arena for a sporting event, athletes protest a silence that’s loud. They’re ridiculed for sharing their thoughts in a country that’s proud. In having the 1st amendment which guarantees the right, to speak even though it appears to slight . Of the people who fought and died in the fight. On the left side as well as the right.

So the bad publicity is what an athlete will Garner, some think of Eric and kneel even harder. And what they give up is more valuable than fame. But, at the risk of getting a moment of shame. They get self respect for bringing attention. To the things that are wrong in this glorious nation.

Stephen Ross, RISE or POTUS?

Look whose in the news again, someone PR deaf. If he didn’t have billions I’d think of an invalid. He runs the Dolphins like he doesn’t have a clue. The team colors should change from aqua to maroon.

That’s how Bugs Bunny calls adversaries morons, or ignoramuses or da past coaches of da Dolphins. At least the past 20 when there is nary a winner. And most of that the fault of the host of this dinner. In the Hamptons benefiting the orange colored man. Who doesn’t like anybody whose not white like his clan.

It comes out that Ross does more than just vote for Trump. He supports him financially with the gym monies lump sum. Equinox is now synonymous with an investor whose tone deaf. Its not the right he speaks to but to who that he has left.

And although he leads good work with mission called RISE. The people that are helped are the same they ostracize. Now its reported that difficult discussions were had, helping a POTUS who is monumentally bad. That ends with a player agreeing to disagree, will his heart be in to score TDs. When his owner took his power and betrayed the one thing they agreed on besides getting paid?

They being POTUS and his current cabinet crew. Not the 63 neither or left with some discord. And now there’s been talk of some outrage. But Andy is keeping his membership which stabilized the brand. Not the one that Stills plays for that kneels before the game. That brand has been marginalized post Marino and not the same.

And we are treated to another moment Stephen Ross has foot in mouth. He has billions and a judgement that’s clearly in the clouds.

Udonis Haslem

What was the order from the Heat troubadour, was this one player whose back for another tour. Without his running mate DWade in tow, although UD does not run much anymore. At least when the lights are on and when the games count. But UD was never about the arena when loud.

Udonis is much more a behind the scenes mentor. A guy who sweats the detes with those who are younger. Who knows what takes to be with the magic 3s. Whether its Dwyane Wade or all the trophies. Haslem is like 40 in both number and age. But I ask which roster has a 12th that’s more of a sage?

There are some who compare this to C. Anthony. It really isn’t apt but kind of funny. The math doesn’t equate when you initially relate what Carmelo does with his points in the paint. Udonis doesn’t have close to the game of this Famer. But his intangibles makes this argument lamer.  Carmelo has been on four different rosters. And each departure has been worse than the others. The last one in Houston was a reminder to thee: You can’t spell Carmelo without the word ME. Just with Stephen A he says he is different, the GMs look at tape and say “thanks but no thanks”.

The more apt comparison may be to Jeremy Lin, another former Knick unemployed and akin. Like Carmelo, he said publicly that he doesn’t understand what the league doesn’t see. One thing that sets UD apart, is his one story line, right from the start. He’s sacrificed more than many who thrive, and that’s why in this league, he’s the one still alive.

Udonis Haslem has been with one town. Part of Heat Culture that’s league renowned. If you don’t fit, we don’t just acquit. We ship you to Portland and say “that’s it”. But Haslem has always fit but not always lean. He started overseas before that scowl became mean. The Miami Heat took one look and said he might stick, and with year 17, the times sure went quick. And with three rings and his blood family set, his Bball family is forever in debt. ‘Cause with all of stars that came and went from this town, the one with all heart is the one still around.

 

Dolphins ’19

Josh Rosen is trending in the Miami mentions. Football is starting and we’re talking in the trenches. The Dolphins have already lost one Offensive coach. But they all seem offensive to the eyes of a sloat. Drawing hard for a hard withdrawal from watching this feces they call pro football.

Year after year since Marino retired.and coach after coach being cut or fired. This team has been something like cow manure, give or take a year two without squaller but valor. For instance the year they had Chad Pennington. When they were carried with defense and good running.

One decade later the losing is like Frozen. A lot of cartoons and a lot more losing. And through it all we’ve had game managers, brittle and feeble and like good neighbors. They announce that State Farm is there, only in niceties and fables. Instead of the violence the gridiron demands. To be tough, skilled and act like a man. Its never enough to get over the humps and while the Pats have 6 rings that look like lumps.

So hopefully we have a golden child named Rosen. And Fitzpatrick who is all world for four games or so in. But us Dolfans know the whole deal. We’ve been mediocre since we had Marino. And we just would like to be competitive for a change. And entertaining if that’s possible to arrange

Let the preseason begin with little fanfare, as Dolphins we know expect to go nowhere. And hope our expectations are somewhat shaken. Hopefully the drink will be stirred and we will awaken.

Cliff Branch RIP

Cliff Branch was a different breed, for a position that always asks to look at me. He was always a different kind of cat, and the DBs were always looking at his back. While he is raced for a Lamonica or Snake ball, which could never be thrown too tall.

To this former track star, football was his speedway and he was the car. Going against the greats like Brown and Haynes in practice, he made defenses stretch like elastic. He would call Biletnikoff his dad because of his guidance. But Raider fans know who was the real bad ass. Not to say Fred shouldn’t be a Hall of Famer, but having Branch on the other side was a real life saver.

One of only six to be a thrice Silver and Black Super Bowl winner, Branch was the constant and professional Raider. And although Antonio Brown might be the new bell cow, the sky is limited to Branch’s shadow. And one foot is now scheduled for an exam,  the other was caught on the Steeler door jam.

He was a reluctant superstar receiver who let his play do the talking and put away the tendencies of others to do the mocking. Like Terrell Owens and his Sharpee and all the other divas who ask to look at me. Saying they are always wide open, but its that’s just their big pie hole talking. While Cliff would prefer hauling  a 99 yarder instead of being a celebrity martyr.

So today I think and remember Cliff Branch, a man of many TDs and not too much dance. A winner for the Silver and Black, RIP to one that never gave no slack.