Matt Pipho, Senior
Joel Figueroa, Junior
Matt Pipho, Senior
Joel Figueroa, Junior
Hello All,
The other day I was talking to my dad about our favorite baseball team, the Baltimore Orioles. It was one of the few Oriole-centric conversations we have had in the past decade that was upbeat. In came on the heels of Adam Jones, the O's centerfielder, contributing the game-winning RBI in the all star game.
You see, my first great memory as an Orioles fan is watching my favorite team get robbed in game one of the 1996 ALCS (against the hated Yankees, no less) by a 12 year old. When this kid named Jeffery Maier caught a Derek Jeter pop up (I maintain to this day that the ball would have been caught by O's right field Tony Tavares) and stole Game 1, the momentum and eventually the series for the Yankees, it set off a course of events which left this franchise the worst in baseball. This 12 year old did not realize the damage that he had just done to a 9 yeard old living in Tennessee.
The Orioles signed Albert Belle to a long term contract instead of Bernie Williams. They signed David Segui long term. They passed on Aaron Sele (a surefire bet to win 15 games EVERY year in the early part of the decade). They passed on Tim Lincecum in the draft. They did everything in their power to make me give up hope.
And it hasn't only been the Orioles. I enjoyed banner year in 2001, watching the Hurricanes win titles in baseball and football and The Duke Blue Devils win in basketball. The Dolphins made a run in to the playoffs. Things were great, except of course the Orioles. Since then, it has been all downhill; even good teams like the 2002 Hurricane football squad, the 2005 Blue Devils and the 2008 Hurricane baseball team have ultimately fallen short when it counts the most (perhaps the most devastating moment for a sports fan is tasting a championship and then being denied; I feel bad for the teams that lose the Super Bowl). Let's take a look at what has transpired since that glorious year, a year that spoiled me and was perhaps wasted on a 14 year old:
PRO FOOTBALL: I root on the Miami Dolphins. I have followed them through ups and downs, mostly downs. I watched them waste the prime of Dan Marino's career by failing to establish a competent running game. I watched them go 1-15 (with the 1 win coming while I was in Israel, unable to watch the game). They finally made the playoffs for the first time in the better part of a decade, only to get trounced by the Ravens. It has been rough, and will probably get worse this season, when they have the inevitable "fall back to Earth" season.
PRO BASKETBALL: I have been an NBA free agent since the first sports team that I ever fell in love with, the Charlotte Hornets, skipped town. In a sport that I love I do not even have a team to root on.
COLLEGE BASEBALL: The 'Canes have always been good but not great since winning their last national title in 2001. Most other program's would envy our success, but this is the same program that expects championships and nothing less. They continually knock on the door, but fall just short. In 2008 they punctuated the season of perhaps the most talented team in college history by going 1-2 in Omaha.
COLLEGE BASKETBALL: I am born in North Carolina, where college basketball is a religion. I have always rooted on Duke (so shoot me). Since 2001, they have been unable to capitalize when they have more talent than the other team (2003); more often, they have just been overrated, getting dominated by UNC and failing to advance to a Final Four since 2005. The other team I follow closely, Miami, is always too flawed to be considered a serious contender in the ACC.
All in all, it has been a rough stretch.
However, the Orioles, for the first time in recent memory, have a young core to build around. Matt Wieters is billed as the Next Big Thing at catcher, Adam Jones and Nick Markakis are bone fide studs in the outfield and the minor league system has perhaps the best pitching depth in the major leagues.
What's more, my other teams are starting to come around as well.
The Dolphins have a good set of football people running the team. Miami baseball is always a
threat, as is Duke as long as Coach K is around. The Orioles have their young core of talent.
What's left? That's right, the Miami Hurricanes football team.
I have written often about my optimism for this team. Perhaps no unit showed more promise and made me believe more than the receiver group. Dedrick Epps and Laron Byrd are two roughnecks on the field, and Travis Benjamin and Aldarious "Glue Hands" Johnson remind me of Old School 'Canes. Today, we break down this unit.
RECEIVER
Last Season
The receivers ae young and unproven, but for the first time since the middle of the decade, they are giving us hope. Gone are the days of using the punter as a receiver. No more Lance Leggett or Aikeem Jolla. No more forgetting to sign receivers in our recruiting classes. We are starting to stockpile weapons again, and it seems like we have the coaching staff in place to use them.
Maybe Dan Stein's sporting curse really is lifting, one team at a time.
Hello All,
Today we continue with the position breakdowns for the upcoming season. But before we begin, I would be remiss to not talk about the biggest night of every year in the Stein household: The season premiere of Entourage.
My brother and I have been enjoying the show since its first season on the air, and a couple of years ago we turned our dad on to it. At this point, even our mom watches it, making it the only show embraced by all four Steins.
On Sunday night, Season 6 premiered, and I have to say that it received four thumbs up.
In anticipation of the big night, I watched the first five complete seasons on DVD in one week. I then sat down with my dad and had a serious talk about my concerns for the show's future. At the root was the sense that the show was moving away from what had made it so good in the first place: five friends having the time of their lives in Los Angeles.
Last season was great, but consisted of Vinny Chase getting knocked down time and again, with little room for fun from the crew when their brother was hurting.
At the end of the season there was a ray of hope in the form of an offer for Vinny to do a Scorcese movie, and that got the Stein men excited.
The creators of the show seem to have read my mind, because the new season started down the exact road I would like to explore. The boys are back in the same house they loved so much before being forced to sell it. Vinny and his best friend/manager Eric are pulling girls left and right, and Drama and Turtle (Vinny's brother and other best friend, respectively) provide comic relief at Eric's expense. At the same time, the group is beginning to grow up, which is also necesarry. There is even talk of an Oscar for Vinny.
Vinny is finally getting his driver license. Eric is thinking about getting his own place. Turtle is dating Jamie Lyn Siegler. Drama has his own successful television show and condo.
The premiere was made even better when Vinny's super agent, Ari Gold, sauneters on to the screen and announces that his agency is performing well even in bad times thanks to the addition of an old friend, Andrew Klein. The only one who seems to be unhappy is Ari's longtime assistant, Lloyd, who has decided the time is now to demand a promotion.
The feather in the cap of this episode was the return of Eric's ex-girlfriend and current "friend", Sloan. Sloan is my favorite character aside from Ari, and the reason that my dad thinks Eric (the smart one) is "a stupid idiot".
At this point, we can only guess where the season is going. However, a few things are certain.
-As my brother said, they have "returned to the Entourage we fell in love with". R- rated comedy, sex, and undying friendship; a formula that works.
-Although this has always been true, now more than ever the show is about Eric, not Vince. As Eric goes the group has always tended to go, and that was very obvious in the premiere.
-This is a season of change. Lloyd is finally standing his ground against Ari. Vinny is becoming more independent, as are the rest of the boys. Eric is finally playing the field, perhaps using this as a strategy to get back with Sloan. Turtle is finding love (which made my mom very happy), and perhaps a career of his own.
These are all good things. This show maybe has two seasons left in it before going the way of The Sopranos and Sex and the City before it. The tagline for the season stated that "Life Changes. Friends Don't." It seems as though the boys of Entourage are becoming men, and realizing that in order to grow as people they have to embrace change. I am excited for the ride.
As Entourage returns to its roots, my dad and I hope Miami will do the same. The Hurricanes built a number of great offenses around a dominant running game. These teams featured not only great lead runners like Edgerrin James, Clinton Portis, Alonzo Highsmith and Willis McGahee, but they also had a fleet of stud backups (Warren Williams, James Jackson, Frank Gore). With any luck, this season will see a return to the old school 'Cane way of using a smashmouth running game to set up a big play passing game.
Always guard the inbound passer.
* It is hard to make statements like this about last season's quarterback situation. While at the end of the day the statement is true, it does not reveal the complexity of what actually transpired. There were plenty of moments last season when Marve looked better than Harris. What really undid Marve was his inability to get the most out of his complimentary players, as Harris did. However, there are several who would like to say that Marve was bad, Harris was good and the solution was simple. This is just untrue. While Marve may have been a bad apple and certainly needed to make better decisions, he led the team to some big wins and that should not be forgotten (most notably the Virginia Tech win, when Harris looked lost).
I was reminded of this kind of revisionist history while watching one of my favorite movies yesterday, "Major League". At the end of the film, the cursed Indians are able to beat the heavily favored Yankees in a one game playoff to make the playoffs. However, what is lost in history is the epic choke-job the Bronx Bombers pulled. Let's take a look:
- In the bottom of the 7th inning, with the Indians down to 7 outs and down 2-0, Cleveland third baseman Roger Dorn singles to bring Pedro Serrano to the plate. Serrano is a massive power hitter who is known to struggle against the curvevall. The New York pitcher promptly runs the count to 0-2 on 2 curveballs, making Serrano look like a fool. The logical next pitch is a curveball low and in the dirt, as Dorn is no threat to steal. What does the Yankee pitcher throw? A fastball, letter high and over the plate. The predictable result? A two run homer to tie the game and steal the momentum for the Tribe.
-In the top of the 9th, Indians skipper Lou Brown brings in Rick "Wild Thing" Vaughn to face Yankee Triple Crown winner Clu Haywood. Haywood, aside from having an all-time great moustache and uttering the always hilarious "How's your wife and my kid?" one liner during the movie, has hit two home runs in his only two at-bats against Vaughn. Vaughn quickly runs the count to 0-2 on two overpowering fastballs. Haywood, being the Albert Pujols of his day, has got to maintain discipline in this instance and wait for the 1-2 count that is sure to follow. After all, there is no way Indian catcher Jake Taylor is going to let Vaughn throw anything close to the strike zone. Vaughn rears back and fires a fastball somewhere around Haywood's eyes...and Haywood swings! The crowd goes wild and the Indians head to the bottom of the 9th with their leadoff guy on deck, needing one run to win. Would this happen to Pujols? Manny? I think not.
-Taylor comes up with Willy Mayes Hayes, the fastest player in baseball, on first. The Yankees bring in their closer, The Duke. Hayes gets a lead PAST the first base cut in the infield, which is absolutely ridiculous. He then gets an awful jump and arrives at second at the same time as the throw from the catcher...only the second baseman fails to put the tag on in time. Now the Indians have the modern day Cool Papa Bell in scoring position with their 2 hitter at the plate and one out.
-After The Duke takes the dumb risk of throwing at Taylor's head with Hayes on second, Taylor makes the heroic gesture of pointing at the left field stands after signaling to Lou Brown for the squeeze bunt. Taylor puts the bunt down and beats the throw to first narrowly. As the throw comes to Haywood at first, he is staring at Hayes flying around third base to try and score. As Haywood receives the throw, he steps off the bag...turns his back to home plate entirely, casts a disgusted look at the umpire for calling Taylor safe... while HAYES IS RUNNING HOME! HAYES IS THE FASTEST PLAYER IN BASEBALL!!!
-Haywood finally realizes what is going on and makes a perfect throw home...to a catcher that is too far off of home plate to block Hayes from scoring. Haywood's throw beats Hayes, who stupidly hook slides in, leaving himself wide open to the catcher's tag...only the catcher is so far out of position that he is late on the tag (twice in three plays a poorly positioned defender costs the Yankees) and the Indians win.
To recap, the Indians win the playoff on a squeeze bunt in which three different mental errors came in to play. Could you imagine if this happened today? To the Yankees?! The New York press would run 6 months of "choke" stories on the back page, Haywood and The Duke would be traded to the Rangers and the Steinbrenner family would fire the manager, possibly in the dugout.
The point of the comparison is that everyone who watches Major League remembers the Indians winning. What gets overlooked is that the YANKEES CHOKED.
Jacory Harris may have ended up winning the job, but anyone that thinks it was because he dominated the field of play is wrong, just as anyone who thinks the Indians won the playoff without a lot of help from the Yankees is wrong.
I have high hopes for Harris and think he will be a good one. But the jury is still out, and the hype machine may want to tone it down a bit.
One final note. With the passing of Michael Jackson, certainly a well-deserved icon, it is time to recognize the greatest living artist: Stevie Wonder. Wonder may not have the dance moves of Jackson, but there may be no one more musically gifted to ever come along. Below is my favorite Wonder song.
Always guard the inbound passer.