Darth Sports

 The latest sport of Darth has been basketball, for the last couple of weeks. This type of basketball is so fun to watch because literally nobody is following any rules hahah. Nobody is dribbling, there is no out-of-bounds, it's just a lawless territory and I am here for it. 

Darth is the goober with the long long socks hahah I love it so much, 

An Open Letter

Dear fellow fans,

I understand that unlike me, you don't go to as many games as I do. I did purchase season tickets for Real, and I understand that you only come once in a while. As some helpful hints though, let me give you some advice, to help you in games. Listen, I'm going to yell in these games. People all around you are going to yell. You should have know this before you came, and to be surprised by it is just stupidity on your part. But if it bothers you, don't sit there all game with your hand over your ear. Either leave, or resign yourself to hearing it the whole game.
Also, I know you like your beer. It is awesome that now you can order yourself some beer, and can drink many cups during the game and get yourself tipsy. I'm just going to say, know your limit. Sure, have a beer. Sure, it's smelly and gross, but if you want one, go ahead. Have two, even. But if you get friendly after two, stop. If you get unbalanced, stop stop stop. If you can't control your drinking, don't have any. If all you do after a few beers is spill your beer all over me, that's just rude. Don't be the douche who can't control his alcohol at the sports game.
And lastly, I know that it sucks when people have to get up to leave during a game. But at halftime, don't throw a fit because someone needs to get up to go the bathroom. You CHOSE to sit near the aisle. If you sit near the aisle, you need to be prepared in advance for people to be walking by you.
I do hope this info helps you, and if you have any more needs, I'm always here.

Sincerely,
Vieve

And thats the game!

Well, sports fan, it's over, it's done with. Sports Week 2008 is finished. The last event, on Friday, was a baseball game. We watched the Bees beat Oklahoma. I'm not a fan of baseball. My sport-as everyone knows, is soccer. I think baseball is a dumb sport-I don't even consider it a sport. A lot of men stand around for like, seven hours, and once in a while, they run ninety feet and then stand around for longer. I think everyone can play baseball, and if everyone can play it, it doesn't make it a special sport. But I had fun at the game. We had baseball food, a hot dog, peanuts, and sunflower seeds. We yelled, we heckled, we had a good time. After the game, there were fireworks, and they were pretty good. Of course, having been spoiled at Disneyland with their fireworks, nothing can quite compare, but these were not bad. The music went well with them, and they were pretty snazzy. I was not disappointed. And, I'm sorry to say, I am starting to like baseball. I think I could start going to other games. Of course, I have yet to pay for one of these games. The only reason we even go to any is because we get free tickets from our respective companies. I don't think I would go if I had to buy my tickets myself!
Now that Sports Week 2008 is over, I have mixed emotions. I'm happy, because it'll give me chances to run now. Running Saturday was so awesome-I definitely missed it. I feel so ugh when I don't get to work out-I can't wait to feel great again. I think that's actually my only emotion regarding it, maybe I don't have mixed. I'm glad to be able to do my regular routine again. My Tivo got really full of stuff this past week. I am happy this Sunday is my day-I'm doing nothing today except for emptying my Tivo of stuff, painting my nails, and running. I'm super sore today from a really good hike we did yesterday, so I'm hoping the running won't be too painful. And I do have one more day of sports, tomorrow Real plays Toronto at home, and I am psyched for the game! I hope we beat them. I don't know if we will, but I would love it if we did.

Football. Futbol. Soccer.

Day 4 of Sports Week 2008 is over. This days sport was, again, soccer. Hey, it’s such a great sport, it deserves two days! The MLS All-Stars played West Ham United for a battle of…nothing, really, just pride. MLS won, 3-2. I think every year I’ve seen the All-Star game, we’ve beat whatever EPL team they throw at us. This year, West Ham gave us a run for our money, though. They scored first, and we answered back with a goal of our in, 60 seconds later. It was awesome. There were more goals, of course, and my favorite goal of the game was the one that won the game for us. De Rosario was fouled in the box, so of course he gets a penalty kick. He lines it up, everyone is waiting, holding their breath, and he shoots. It hit the cross bar, which shoots it down to the ground, and shoots in. It was awesome! I encourage everyone to watch this goal. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6QbRENTvR-k (let me say, the video of this is crappy. But it was all I could find)
There isn’t really a lot to report with this night, but I want everyone to be informed of all activities of Sports Week 2008. The game was played in Toronto, so we only had the option of watching it on TV. Toronto has some crazy fans, who throw streamers at every person doing a corner kick, whether it is someone on their own team, or the opponent. That makes no sense to me. The All-Star game has taken place at the newest stadium in the league (of late) which means that next year, it’s our turn to have it here! They’ve announced it already, so we know for sure it will, and I’m psyched. I’m hoping to be able to have a ticket to that. I really want for it to be included in the season tickets, but I don’t think that’ll happen. I’ll go, either way.
One more day of Sports Week 2008! This last event will be…tricky. I don’t know if it’ll be as fun as the other stuff we’ve done, but we’ve signed up, we’re going, and I am making it a mission to have a good time. There’s fun people coming, there’ll be lots of eating, I’m sure, so I know it’ll be fun.

Go, my favorite sports team!

We are now past the mid-point of Sports Week 2008. Last nights event was…a soccer game! Now you see why it was my favorite. My boys in red, Real, played a Costa Rican team, Saprissa. We…lost, sadly, but we put up a good fight, particularly at the end. Any Latin America team is going to be good, and give us a real fight for the win. Americans, as much as we try, will never be quite as good as them. We know soccer, we are good, but they grow up living it, breathing it. It’s all that those little kids do, play soccer; of course they’ll all be phenomenal. The referee last night wasn’t too bad, he was calling so many things, and for both sides, which was a weird thing. He liked to give out yellow cards, which is always a treat.
One of my favorite moments of the game was a fight. Of course, it was with our own Yura Movsisyan, he’s such a fighter. I’d hate to make him angry, I think he would punch me in the face and I would die. He’s a big guy. I don’t know the circumstances of the fight (who started it, what started it) alls I know is all of a sudden, there was a fight happening. Yura got a red card, as did the offending Saprissian. (Sapriss-ian? Saprissan? I don’t know what to call him!) They were both leaving the field, and Yura was running off the field. I thought that was weird, they usually take their sweet time. As they both were nearing their respective locker rooms, I figured out why Yura was running. He wanted to get to the other guy- to continue this fight. One of the Real assistant coach-type guys was sprinting to get to Yura first-which he did. He pulled Yura away, to our own locker room, and Yura did that thing where he pointed at the guy, then at himself, then at the guy again, as if to say “Believe me, this isn’t over. I’ll get you”. It was awesome.
There were fireworks after the game, but we decided to skip them. They’re fun and all, but it was already getting late, and we’ve seen them before, (this month, in fact) and already I was tired, and thinking of how we had to get up to go to work in the morning. We caught a little of them in the car, so I felt like we had seen them. If only they would mix up the fireworks, add some new music, and maybe choreograph the explosions to them, I would have gone, but I didn’t feel like I was missing stuff.
Anyway, this week is going quite well. There are only two events left of Sports Week 2008, and I think they’ll both be a good time. The one tonight will be one that I’m definitely looking forward to-it only happens once a year! I wish good luck to all the competitors. I still haven’t decided what team I’m rooting for…

It's the white in the knuckles

Last night kicked off Sports Week 2008. We literally have something sporty every night, so this week is appropriately named. Yesterday’s event was Fiesta Days-specifically the rodeo. I’d never been to a rodeo before this, but I was excited. I have wanted to go for a few years now; every time it gets to be about this time of year, I always see the billboards advertising it, but we never get the chance to go. Luckily this year, we did! Since we already had a bunch of stuff, we figured tacking this on would just complete the awesomeness of Sports Week 2008. I guess, technically, it started on Monday night, with the watching of the Espy’s, but since I didn’t watch any sports, just awards given out for sports, I didn’t really count it.
The rodeo is fun. I’m sure everyone that reads this has been to one, so I won’t need to explain it, which is good. There was Mutton Bustin’, which was one of my favorites. A tiny child riding sheep-there is nothing cuter than that. My favorite of these little kids was a boy who rode it all the way across the arena with only one hand on the sheep-kind of like how the guys ride the bulls. He was adorable, and rightly deserving of the record he set and the trophy he got. There was, of course, bull riding, and bareback riding, and trailer racing. The trailer racing was a little weird and over so quick! It was funny to watch two grown men trying to get onto a horse together and do a quick lap around the arena. The calf roping was ok, but it made me a little sad. Call me a sissy, but I felt bad for the little things! I know it probably doesn’t hurt them, and I didn’t care about the actual roping thing, but when they got the rope around their necks, and then that little *jerk* thing that happens when they have to stop running because of the rope, that made me a little sad! The thing I didn’t enjoy was the barrel racing. I just thought it was boring, watching the girls run around barrels. I know it requires a lot of skill and many hours of training, but I just didn’t like it.
I was hoping they’d have funnel cake at this thing. It seems the appropriate venue to have it-at a fair-type place, but, alas, ‘twas not meant to be. I will find some, somehow, soon. I wanted to have some at Disneyland when I went in the beginning of June, but never got around to it-there was so much other food to be had! Maybe I just need to visit the carnival of Fiesta Days, and they’ll have it there.
I’m glad to have this week kicked off-but I’m not looking forward to the amount of sleep I already am losing over it. Last night, we started at 8, and it was over at about 10:45. Put in time for getting home and brushing teeth, and already, I’m past my bedtime. The rest of this week looks to be about the same. But I’m not complaining-I’m excited for all the stuff that’s going to happen. Tonight is the thing I’m most looking forward to. What is it? You’ll just have to tune in tomorrow to find out…

I don't sweat, I glisten

I admit freely that this is probably the weirdest blog I'll do, but this is on my mind, so I will speak of it. Don't judge me, dear friends. If you don't want to, you don't have to read this. Just giving a fair warning.
I am not a sweater. By that I don't mean a piece of clothing, silly. I mean, I don't sweat. I can work out for hours, and I just have a healthy glow. I think its so weird-and in fact, I kinda hate it. I'm envious of people that can work up a good sweat. I don't know that I'd want it dripping out of every pore on my body, I think that might be kinda gross. But I think it would be good, nay, great, that if after a run, people would actually know I've been running. And its not that I'm running at like, a leisurely pace, taking my time, so that might explain it. No, I'm going at full speed, for quite some time, and...nothing. I am probably about a half hour into my run before I start to feel some moisture on my face. About twenty minutes later, I can feel a couple of trickles down my face, and that makes me happy. Thats when I think I'm actually working. But thats only when I run inside. When I'm making that trek outside, oh, forget about it. There's not a thing going on then. Maybe thats why I prefer the indoors, I get those four drops of sweat.
Even during the soccer days, I don't recall ever sweating that much. I don't know if its something thats wrong with me, or if its a defect I have. Either way, its not looking good. I heard once that the healthier/more in shape you are, the more you'll sweat. Well, I have worked out as hard as I can, I feel like I'm in pretty good shape, and still, I get nothing, so I think that theory is bogus. So for those of you who can work up a good healthy sweat when you work out, I salute you. You keep on keepin' on, and I'll do how I do. I might not look like I'm doing anything, but when it comes down to it...I just might be working harder than you are.