this one counts

I have to say, I'm only slightly surprised at the United States' 1-0 win over Algeria today. The surprise was not that they ended up winning, but that they didn't allow an early goal. And it wasn't for lack of effort. An Algerian striker whose name is irrelevant had a brilliant chance within the first 15 minutes and ended up hitting the crossbar. That was the turning point, because if that goal had fallen, it would've changed the tone for the entire match. As it was, the team had to know that they had a chance - they had many chances, in fact. There was another disallowed goal for the Americans, this time a missed offsides call, but we already knew that referees are terrible and that it would take at least two real goals to get enough that counted. Leave it to Landon Donovan to provide a goal at nearly the last possible minute; that's how we roll.
So with that, the U.S. went from facing elimination to winning the group, and England held on for their own 1-0 win over Slovenia to take second. But England is still a poor squad overall, despite their individual talent. Still, there would have been a lot of disappointed fans around the world if people had to watch Slovenia get slaughtered in the next round. Now the following rounds of the 2010 World Cup will have a lot to live up to to match this level of excitement.
who cares what happens, as long as it happens

clint dempsey tattoo (source)
I just realized that my hiatus was showing, so I suppose now would be as good a time as any to make World Cup predictions. If only such predictions weren't completely impossible to make with any hint of certainty. Today, a team - and nation - all but assured of their impending victory over the host nation were left stunned, and the two "best" teams in the group could not score a single goal. Yes, Mexico's 1-1 draw with South Africa was quite surprising, and France's 0-0 outing with Uruguay was wholly uninspiring. Tomorrow, the real fun begins, with the biggest match being the USA executing their upset of merry old England.
Since these prognostications are all in good fun, I'm going to go group by group and make up outrageous outcomes, so that I may look back and see just how far off I was. The best foreknowledge I have at my disposal is Pele's recognition of Brazil and Spain as the best two teams, which therefore guarantees that neither team will be taking home the cup.
if you’re going to lose…
...Lose it big.
I think the beauty of being subjected to a no-hitter is that it can really bring a team's offense under inspection, and hopefully elicit some change. As bad as the Braves looked tonight in Ubaldo Jimenez's six-walk no-hitter, there's solace in knowing that Cox and Wren couldn't possibly sit back and say that at least a third of the lineup (namely: Melky, McLouth, and Glaus) are up to league average, or that Terry Pendleton has any clue what he's doing with Atlanta hitters...
...Or could they?
Admittedly, I've seen worse. And Jimenez was throwing some very nasty stuff. Here's a post-game quote from Bobby Cox, regarding Jimenez: "He's hard to hit at."
Well-said, Bobby. Well-said.
over the hype
Well, he's proved that his supporters weren't being foolishly optimistic after all.
The Atlanta Braves' rookie right fielder Jason Heyward has made his big-league debut, in an opening day that saw the Braves best the Cubs 16-5. Some inconsequential stuff also happened, like Lowe continuing to play "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde," Escobar driving in 5, and McCann homering. But the big story was Heyward's three-run homer in the first. He also had an RBI single later in the game.
So this is what it comes down to: projections. Everyone knew Heyward would be good, but few had him pegged at being this good. Extrapolating his line of 2/5, 1 HR, 4 RBI, and 1 SO, Heyward's monster 2010 season projects thusly:
.400, 162 HR, 648 RBI, 162 SO
Yes, Heyward is on track to become the first person to hit .400 since Ted Williams batted .406 in 1941. Perhaps more astoundingly, he will more than double Barry Bonds' single-season home run record of 73. And while he will more than triple the current RBI record (Hack Wilson, 191), even his most ardent fans will be upset by his 162 strikeouts and 0 walks. Still, Heyward's contributions will easily outweigh those shortcomings en route to the first of many MVP seasons.
You heard it here first.
thankful at easter
This Easter, we should be thankful for God's provision. Whether "rich" or "poor," all who ask in the Lord's name have their needs fulfilled. The greatest testament to this is a personal one, and I have found this to be true of smaller things (like passing a trying exam) as well as larger ones (like salvation, the purpose of Easter). It can be incredibly difficult to imagine that we are "in good hands," as Allstate would have it, but the proof is often evident. So let's try to enjoy the spring and all of the blessings we've received, instead of fearing for the future. As Jon Foreman points out in his song "Your Love Is Strong":
So why should I worry? Why do I freak out? God knows what I need...You know what I need.
a different perspective
Has anyone else noticed the uncanny resemblance of Motorola's logo to an aerial view of Madonna's cleavage? Once you see it that way, you just may never go back.
who was robot zeus?
Bayern Munich's manager Louis van Gaal had the following to say about Manchester United's goalkeeper:
I always say Van der Sar is a manufactured goalkeeper. He is not so happy when I say it, but there are more natural goalkeepers in the world. Van der Sar has been made into a goalkeeper.
Of course, van Gaal had not yet seen Chelsea's new keeper, or his recognition of "manufactured" goalies would be more astute. It took a special caliber of player to dethrone the venerable Petr Cech from his starting role. 6'7" of solid, shining bronze, "Robot Zeus," as he became known, was an embodiment of perfection. His original ties to Robot Pele are nebulous, but his affiliation with Dieter Sphinxly and Grecian origin remain of little debate.
Although he could sometimes be beaten by less challenging shots, he routinely turned in fantastic saves and rarely got caught flat-footed. He did, however, show a propensity for wandering from his line, and his early days saw opponents seize the advantage of the open net. But with time his might became known, and there was nothing he could not accomplish on the pitch. For those blistering shots seemingly beyond him, some claimed to have seen sparks of lightning issuing from his fingertips and steering the ball off-course.
And when he sallied forth, teams crumbled. In tandem with Robot Pele, the goals pelted the nets. He became the all-time leading goal scorer among goalkeepers in the history of the English Premier League in a matter of two appearances. On top of that, he performed his role admirably, and the preponderance of clean sheets in Chelsea's record could be attributed directly to his influence.
His ascension to Olympus remains a dark day in the storied history of the Blues.
who was robot pele?
Robot Pele was a legend.
Then, one day, Dieter Sphinxly showed up at Stamford Bridge in a rented tuxedo along with a £10 haircut and a large, black box. His tenure as Chelsea's new manager began with the mysterious arrival of a tall, white-haired figure that never spoke and moved mechanically. And the legend intensified.
After several days with the team, it was apparent that the new recruit possessed otherworldly talent. His kit bore the simple moniker "R. Pele," and his feet moved with a fury never before seen. He could drain a shot from midfield with ease, and his tackles and crosses were always spot-on. It wasn't long before speculation began that he was, in fact, a robot.
But FIFA could not stop him. Nor could any defense. His one weakness - a dismal left foot - was consistently overshadowed by his all-around prowess. While the electric bills at the Bridge escalated, so did the footballer's stamina, and his dominance continued unabated.
And the legend grew.
Sphinxly would not reveal the player's origin, or the source of his immaculate skill. But the tabloids would reveal his training regimen: practicing "the robot" dance move for hours on end. When this came to light, other teams in the premiership became irate, insisting that no human being would be able to keep up with the pace of the league without ever touching a football on an off-day.
After a bout of tough losses, Sphinxly was sacked, and he took his player with him. Some claim to have witnessed the robot embarrassing schoolchildren in pick-up matches in rural U.S. towns, but nothing has been substantiated. The truth behind the story of Robot Pele's arrival to, and disappearance from, professional soccer may never be fully known.
a boring spring break
Have you ever had a flyer shoved into the door of your apartment while you were sitting mere feet away, and had to resist the urge to shove it right back out? If I didn't fear the reprisal of the less-than-upstanding individuals who deliver door-based menus, I would have done it.
But apartment life isn't all bad. One unspoken perk is the indirect knowledge you can attain about the person who lived there before you - through their mail. Yes, simply noting the names of the senders and of the intended recipient can provide great insight into what your forerunner is currently up to. For instance, I one day started receiving a vast quantity of tacky mail from various ambulance-chasing lawyers in the area, all addressed to the former resident of my apartment. I can ascertain that he has inquired about legal services for one reason or another.
And I can also assume he hasn't gotten to take advantage of all the presumably fantastic credit card offers that have been coming his way. It's all right though, because I know his forwarding address.
self-deprivation
There's something to be said for the merits of self-deprivation. One of the most difficult acts a man can perform is to deny himself harmless pleasures solely for the sake of self-improvement. These are not undertakings of moral significance; i.e. not teetotalism, nor abstinence from sexual impurity. Rather, I am referring to less consequential, but still important, things - like spending a spring break studying instead of enjoying the numerous available distractions.
Competing against one's own desires will always be an uphill battle, but it makes a man stronger. Yes, there are innumerable other ways to grow as an individual, some of which include: traveling, composing music, pondering, playing video games. But if any of these are what someone wishes to do, he's missing out. Man long ago realized that his time was precious, and his days numbered; an enlightened individual will look evanescent Life in the face and scoff, choosing to spend his most vivacious days cloistered in an apartment, perusing the uninteresting.
Higher education is the hobgoblin of little minds.


