Oregon State 12, Arizona State 6.
'Nuff said.
Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
Monday, June 18, 2007
Monday, June 11, 2007
Beavers headed back to Omaha
Oregon State is going back to the College World Series for the third consecutive season!
I admit I'm not a huge baseball fan. When it comes to professional baseball, I pay no attention at all until maybe late September. But watching the Beavers in the post-season these last few years (or listening over the radio or Internet) has been the highlight of each summer. And I am definitely a Beaver baseball fan.
Those of us who have worn the Orange and Black of Beaver Nation know the underdog role well in many sports. But there there have been some bright spots over the years. Men's basketball in the 1980s and football in recent years including some bowl victories. But the men's baseball team, while not drawing as many spectators or as much money to the university as the blue chip sports, has definitely brought home the prestige by achieving excellence last season. The squad's remarkable come-from-behind all-the-way march to a title is the sort of story from which film screenplays are scripted.
But this year's story has its own special ring to it, whether or not in culminates in winning another championship ring. Oregon State lost the bulk of its championship squad after last season. They only only finished sixth in the eight-team Pac-10 baseball standings. But the team, with many different faces than the 2006 championship squad shows they have the same heart, play well in the clutch and don't give up. That's the hallmark of a champion.
And, with the legacy Pat Casey is building at Oregon state, soon people will be saying that heart that perseverance, is the hallmark of a Beaver. Mighty Casey has hit a home run in Corvallis.
Go Beavs! On to Omaha.
I admit I'm not a huge baseball fan. When it comes to professional baseball, I pay no attention at all until maybe late September. But watching the Beavers in the post-season these last few years (or listening over the radio or Internet) has been the highlight of each summer. And I am definitely a Beaver baseball fan.
Those of us who have worn the Orange and Black of Beaver Nation know the underdog role well in many sports. But there there have been some bright spots over the years. Men's basketball in the 1980s and football in recent years including some bowl victories. But the men's baseball team, while not drawing as many spectators or as much money to the university as the blue chip sports, has definitely brought home the prestige by achieving excellence last season. The squad's remarkable come-from-behind all-the-way march to a title is the sort of story from which film screenplays are scripted.
But this year's story has its own special ring to it, whether or not in culminates in winning another championship ring. Oregon State lost the bulk of its championship squad after last season. They only only finished sixth in the eight-team Pac-10 baseball standings. But the team, with many different faces than the 2006 championship squad shows they have the same heart, play well in the clutch and don't give up. That's the hallmark of a champion.
And, with the legacy Pat Casey is building at Oregon state, soon people will be saying that heart that perseverance, is the hallmark of a Beaver. Mighty Casey has hit a home run in Corvallis.
Go Beavs! On to Omaha.
Friday, June 01, 2007
O State still ballin'
Oregon State's baseball team begins its defense of its national title today in the NCAA playoffs. The team is a longshot to repeat, but I will certainly be cheer the Beavers on.
I have fond memories of watching the the team play last year in the College World Series. They were the quintacential underdogs, coming up through the loser's bracket, always on the verge of elimination.
It made me proud to be back in Oregon.
The Beavers were a longshot last year too. Sometimes the unlikely does happen. It's the stuff of song and legend. Actually, two songs.
Go Beavs and good luck!
I have fond memories of watching the the team play last year in the College World Series. They were the quintacential underdogs, coming up through the loser's bracket, always on the verge of elimination.
It made me proud to be back in Oregon.
The Beavers were a longshot last year too. Sometimes the unlikely does happen. It's the stuff of song and legend. Actually, two songs.
Go Beavs and good luck!
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
You'd think the Blazers won the lottery or something
Portland Trail Blazer fans are shooting their wad in their undies tonight because the Blazers will have the first pick in the NBA draft. I'm definitely not as excited as the screaming ninnies I saw on the 11 o'clock news.
The station I was watching (I think it was channel 6 but, who knows) completely ignored the fact that the last time the Blazers had a top pick, it was the Stumptown sports bungle of the 20th century. Back in 1984 when Portland had the No. 2 pick in the draft they left a guy named Michael Jordan on the drafting table to pick Sam Bowie. Remember Sam Bowie? Not surprising. He didn't have much of a career after college. As for Jordan, he led the Chicago Bulls to something like a bajillion NBA title.
The Blazers' front office, though staffed with a different set of yokels now than it was 23 years ago, still have to prove they won't step on their dick and grind it into the ground before I will give more than have a shit about their draft pick or their team again.
I wasn't much of a Blazer fan as a young man, not until a roommate after college got me hooked on watching Portland play. Until he moved in I didn't even know I had what was then called "Blazer Cable." But Clyde Drexler, Terry Porter and Jerome Kersey and Buck Williams won me over (I never did really warm up to Kevin Duckworth though). And I wasn't a fan back in the championship season of 1977 in no small part because the TV we got in our house in Bumfuck Egypt came from Washington state, and they had the Sonics after all.
And in college, call me a traitor, but I followed the L.A. Lakers as much as anyone else, because a guy I got to see play in college, A.C. Green, was the Lakers' iron man off the bench.
I'd be happy to see the Blazers return to winning form. I'd love to see the Rose City become, as former Blazer broadcaster Bill Schonely would say, Rip City once again. But first the Blazers have to keep from fucking up the pick. Then their pick needs to contribute to something better than this season's 32-50 record. A winning season might be night. A playoff berth perhaps. Maybe even a playoff series win.
Would that be too much to ask? From the modern-era Blazers, it just may be.
The station I was watching (I think it was channel 6 but, who knows) completely ignored the fact that the last time the Blazers had a top pick, it was the Stumptown sports bungle of the 20th century. Back in 1984 when Portland had the No. 2 pick in the draft they left a guy named Michael Jordan on the drafting table to pick Sam Bowie. Remember Sam Bowie? Not surprising. He didn't have much of a career after college. As for Jordan, he led the Chicago Bulls to something like a bajillion NBA title.
The Blazers' front office, though staffed with a different set of yokels now than it was 23 years ago, still have to prove they won't step on their dick and grind it into the ground before I will give more than have a shit about their draft pick or their team again.
I wasn't much of a Blazer fan as a young man, not until a roommate after college got me hooked on watching Portland play. Until he moved in I didn't even know I had what was then called "Blazer Cable." But Clyde Drexler, Terry Porter and Jerome Kersey and Buck Williams won me over (I never did really warm up to Kevin Duckworth though). And I wasn't a fan back in the championship season of 1977 in no small part because the TV we got in our house in Bumfuck Egypt came from Washington state, and they had the Sonics after all.
And in college, call me a traitor, but I followed the L.A. Lakers as much as anyone else, because a guy I got to see play in college, A.C. Green, was the Lakers' iron man off the bench.
I'd be happy to see the Blazers return to winning form. I'd love to see the Rose City become, as former Blazer broadcaster Bill Schonely would say, Rip City once again. But first the Blazers have to keep from fucking up the pick. Then their pick needs to contribute to something better than this season's 32-50 record. A winning season might be night. A playoff berth perhaps. Maybe even a playoff series win.
Would that be too much to ask? From the modern-era Blazers, it just may be.
Monday, October 03, 2005
Orange and Black and Blue
One of the biggest sports headlines of Sunday was about the Oregon State Beavers football team coming from behind to beat Washington State in Saturday’s game in Corvallis.
The story of today, which will make headlines in tomorrow’s papers, is about two current and one former player facing charges in the death of an 18-year-old’s death over Labor Day in a dorm.
It’s such a proud day to be a Beaver.
Oregon State University
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The story of today, which will make headlines in tomorrow’s papers, is about two current and one former player facing charges in the death of an 18-year-old’s death over Labor Day in a dorm.
It’s such a proud day to be a Beaver.
Oregon State University
Sports
College football
Crime
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Tennis and tequila
Andy Roddick hits a return during Saturday's Pacific Life Open in Indian Wells, Calif. Roddick won the match on a tiebreaker after three sets. Photo by The G-man
Yea, yea, I know. I didn't post anything yesterday. I'm a bad blogger. But I feel no guilt about that whatsoever. I spent my afternoon with a friend at the Pacific Life Open in Indian Wells. We watched some tennis (Andy Roddick came damn close to losing his match, but mounted an amazing comeback to survive), watched some people (some women should not wear belly shirts, and some men should not walk around without shirts) got some sun.
I've gone to at least one opening weekend match of this tournament every year I've been here. I think I have anyway. I'm getting old, the memory fades. But this year I was at least smart enough to put on the sunscreen before I left. It was a beautiful, sunny day, and I for once do not look like a lobster after an afternoon at the tennis stadium.
After the tennis match, I returned home for a shower so I could meet another friend for dinner. I have to say, something must be out of whack with the cosmos or something. Two social engagements in one day? What the fuck? Never happens people.
It was a great day. Very fun, spent with two of my favorite people, and several large margaritas. By the way, if you are ever in the Palm Springs area, I highly recommend the Cadillac margarita, on the rocks, at Las Casuelas Nuevas in Rancho Mirage. The shrimp fajitas were good too, but after I couple of those margaritas I might not have known or cared if they weren't good.
All it all, it was a good day NOT to get married! Tennis, talk and tequila! Too much fun.
It's another nice day, and I'm determined to enjoy more of this weekend before I have to settle into my chores.
Where'd I put that bottle of tequila?
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