Saturday, March 29, 2008

GO WILDCATS !!!

The happiest 275 fans at Friday night's NCAA Tournament Games had to be student's from Davidson College. Located about 20 miles from Charlotte, North Carolina, Davidson is a long 11 hour bus ride from Detroit the site of Friday's and now also Sunday's NCAA March Madness Games.

By now, everyone who follows college basketball knows Davidson will play Kansas to reach the final four. And they just might make it, after all they've won 25 in a row, and that's the longest win streak in the nation.

But back to the student/fans. The Board of Trustees, reached into their own deep pockets and announced to the 1,700 strong student body, that any student who would make the 11 hour bus ride, the trustees would pay for the buses, the hotel rooms, the meals and the tickets.

The race was on. The race to find enough buses. They found 7 and at 5 a.m. Friday morning loaded with 275 student's they headed for Detroit and Friday nights victory over Wisconsin.

The word is that late Friday night the school was still scrambling for more buses and more students for Sunday afternoons game against Kansas. The winner goes to the final-four. What a wonderful weekend for these kids. They will forge memories of a lifetime because the Davidson Board of Trustees remembered what it was like to be a student at Davidson.

Again if your a friend of college basketball, and old enough, you'll remember when Davidson reached the East Regionals in 1969. They lost to North Carolina. The Wildcats coach was the legendary, Lefty Driesell. And I announced that game on regional television. GO WILDCATS !!!

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Stuff You Need (But Probably Didn't) Know!

When my stomach was much younger, my favorite beverage was Stolichnaya. There was a time when I only thought it had been created to help us forget the bad days and long nights. Little did I realize there was lots of other medicinal information contained in that clear liquid.

For example:

1. To remove a bandage painlessly, saturate the bandage with vodka. The stuff dissolves adhesive. (No gain, no pain.)

2. To clean caulking around bathtubs and showers, fill a trigger-spray bottle with vodka, spray the caulking, let set five minutes and wash clean. The alcohol in the vodka kills mold and mildew.

3. To clean your eyeglasses, simply wipe the lenses with a soft, clean cloth dampened with vodka. The alcohol in the vodka cleans the glass and kills germs. (Life becomes clearer.)

4. Spray vodka on wine stains, scrub with a clean brush, and blot dry. (Then suck on the towel.)

5. Using a cotton ball, apply vodka to your face as an astringent to cleanse the skin and tighten pores. (Beats after shave.)

6. To relieve a fever, use a washcloth to rub vodka on your chest and back as a liniment.

7. Vodka will disinfect and alleviate a jellyfish sting. (Hurray)

8. Pour vodka over an area affected with poison ivy to remove the urushiol oil from your skin. (Urushiol is an oily toxic irritant present in poison ivy.)

9. Fill a sixteen-ounce trigger-spray bottle with vodka and spray bees or wasps to kill them. (A shame to waste on bees and wasps.)

10. Add a jigger of vodka to a 12-ounce bottle of shampoo. The alcohol cleanses the scalp, removes toxins from your hair, and stimulates the growth of healthy hair. (I'll get back to you on this one.)

11. Swish a shot of vodka over an aching tooth. Allow your gums to absorb some of the alcohol to numb the pain. (This is one of my favorites.)

NOTE: If none of the above don't work, then SHAKE BUT DON'T STIR, and sip gently.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Olympic Thoughts

It was the evening of February 20, 1980, when I arrived at the Moscow Airport. It had a long name and I have no idea what it was, but I do remember that it took me nearly three hours to clear customs. They really didn't want me in their country.

I was met outside of customs by a driver from the NBC News Bureau. My first question was, "Are they out?" His answer, "They're out of everything." "No, no, are the Russians out of Afghanistan?" His simple answer was, "You've got to be kidding." That's how I found out I wouldn't be back for the 1980 Moscow Olympics. President Jimmy Carter's boycott was going to stand up. I was scheduled to host Gymnastics and Athletics. (Track and Field.)

I mention this because of the recent rumblings out of Tibet and China's reaction. Communist forces moving in and a journalism black-out. However, as we know, word in one form or another always filters out and Olympic countries across the globe are beginning to make sounds about that "B" word, boycott. The difference now and 1980 finds the Olympic Rings have turned to gold, the gold of big business. Ironically this turn around was created by the very successful 1984 Los Angeles Games, also boycotted, that time by the Russians. Plus the Beijing Games closely involve the gold of business between China and the United States plus China's purchase of billions of dollars of loans to help the U.S. support our on going war with Iraq.

It's very complicated, but don't count on a boycott. Too many countries want to do business with the largest market in the world, China.

One other note. Isn't it ironic that in 1980 the Russians were in Afghanistan and in 2008 the United States is the occupying country?

The more the world changes, the more it stays the same.

Friday, March 21, 2008

HAPPY EASTER!

While searching the web I came across a taped segment from Oprah and I want to share it with you this weekend. There with Oprah was Mister Sour Mouth himself, Simon Cowell of American Idol.

He was talking with Amy and Randy Stoen of Minnesota. Their three year old daughter, Madelaine, has cancer and every day they drive her 100 miles for her cancer treatment from their home in Minnesota. Simon found out that things are so tough for the Stoens that they are having trouble making their house payments. He told them, not to worry, that day he was paying off their entire home loan of $162,000.

And he was now Madelaine's Guardian Angel. WOW !

HAPPY EASTER.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

The Best of Sports and The Worst of Sports

March Madness starts this week. I love the first round games on this Thursday and Friday. What a great time for 32 teams, half the field. They want to line-up and try their hand against the BIG BOYS. They'll lose and go home. BUT, they made it to the NCAA's. There are always some surprises. I pick Arkansas to scare a few teams. My second pick, maybe to the semi-finals, USC. "Fight On."

Major League Baseball starts playing for real in a couple of weeks. What ever happened to their latest drug problem, and congress?
Have you been reading about China. Unrest. And they don't like unrest. Haven't heard any more about Bush going to the Games.

About four decades ago Arnold Palmer was named the Athlete of the Decade. Several dozen sportswriters took him to task, claiming he wasn't a true athlete because he didn't run. HMMM, don't hear anything about Tiger, except he's the best ever. And I hope the NFL does clear up the mess with the Patriots and that the officiating in college basketball improves. What if they went to four officials, or even better, went back to one.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday!!

This new BLOG is one week old today. I have discovered that a BLOG is a lot like a new marriage. "Gosh, what will we talk about, the rest of our lives?" There's plenty to talk about. St. Patrick came down my chimney last night and stole all of the left over green beer. BUT, our world still goes around and around.

MUST READ: The new ESQUIRE magazine with George Clooney on the cover. Way in the back is the article on FORMER CENTCOM commander Admiral William Fallon. I've lost count but he must be the 8th or 9th FOUR STAR that C. in C. Bush has fired in the last five years. And to think Bush wants history to compare him to Truman. But Truman only fired ONE FIVE STAR. Back to the article in Esquire. Admiral Fallon will make an outstanding Secretary of State for our next president. Fallon wants to talk with the Middle East countries, not create war with them.

Happy St. Patricks.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Friday's Special Guest Blog

As an added feature to my blog I have asked a few select guests from around the country to contribute for the weekend. Here is the first from Jeff Davis:

The NFL does not make many mistakes, but when they do it is always a "doozie." SPYGATE falls within that category and was the first major catastrophe faced by their new commissioner. I asked my friend Jeff Davis, the author of the best seller, and highly respected, "ROZELLE - The Czar of the NFL," for his thoughts on this on-going and volatile subject.



Rozelle v. Goodell – How to Handle a Scandal
By Jeff Davis


It’s pure and so simple. The way a commissioner handles his first major crisis not only defines his term in office, but the way his league will operate in the public marketplace.

Pete Rozelle, the man who built the NFL into a multi-billion dollar business easily coped with trouble because he liked and understood the role of the media and valued the public’s need to know as well. That was borne out by the way he tackled his first crisis in 1963, when he was confronted with evidence on several levels that two of the game’s larger than life stars, Green Bay Packers Golden Boy Paul Hornung and Detroit Lions defensive tackle Alex Karras had been betting on games.

Rozelle conducted a thorough investigation, and got the facts. The other shoe dropped on April 16, 1963 when he announced he was suspending both players indefinitely for betting on games. He stressed that no player, especially Hornung and Karras, had done anything to rig the outcome of a game, either by throwing one or shaving points.

That move reassured the public that the commissioner was properly policing the sport. . The suspensions told everyone that he meant business. And, when he reinstated both men eleven months later, Rozelle let the public know that rehabilitation was possible. Textbook crisis management.
Roger Goodell, the current NFL czar, THINKS he knows what he’s doing, but his actions in the “Spygate” case involving the hubris-filled New England Patriots and their powerful owner Bob Kraft and brighter-than-thou coach Bill Belechick, vividly demonstrate otherwise. Goodell is served by media advisers who hate and distrust the press as they hold the public in disdain. It’s a lethal combination that could undo his nascent regime
Goodell could have hit the jackpot last September when the New York Jets caught the New England Patriots taping their defensive signals. That maneuver, ordered by Pats coach Bill Belichick, allowed his video crew to match game footage with the sideline signals. By halftime, he could make winning adjustments in full awareness of what the opponent would do next. That was out and out cheating.

Then, the commissioner acted. He fined Belichick $500,000, the largest in history against an NFL coach. Belechick apologized in a manner of speaking to his team and owner for embarrassing them. To be accurate he should have said, he was sorry he got caught. Unbelievably, . Goodell, , unlike Rozelle who suspended his two great stars Hornung and Karras, said the fine was punishment enough. Goodell did nail the team for another $250,000, pin money in today’s accounting, and took away one of the Pats’ two first round draft choices. Patriots owner Bob Kraft refused to comment. Oh, yes, Goodell had the tapes in question confiscated.

Goodell’s solution: fines, no suspensions, and loss of a pick, were slaps on the wrist. Then he revealed that the league had DESTROYED the evidence, the tapes on the ridiculous grounds that the media might get hold of them. So much for transparency. That was manifested when it was revealed that Goodell never interviewed former video assistant Matt Walsh about the practices that went back to his taping the St. Louis Rams in a pre-game walkthrough before Super Bowl XXXVI.

Two things become evident. Rozelle got the news out through the media to the public as fast as he could and he did not conduct a coverup in the cases of Hornung and Karras. In addition Goodell , by his actions in not handling this matter correctly has inadvertently invited Congress in the form of Sen. Arlen Specter to investigate the league – which is bound to endanger the anti-trust exemptions Pete Rozelle labored so hard and valiantly to get. Those exemptions created the NFL money machine that rules all of sports.

Goodell, has enmeshed himself in a web of deceit that still has not unraveled. And we all know what happens when cover-ups ensue. Just ask those involved in the granddaddy of all “Gates.” Remember? It was called “Watergate.”

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Sharing Other Blogs

Occasionally I will share a blog I run across on the web. Here is one by Gary Hart that I think is an important read from : http://www.truthout.org/docs_2006/030908A.shtml

Breaking the Final Rule
By Gary Hart
The Huffington Post
Friday 07 March 2008

It will come as a surprise to many people that there are rules in politics. Most of those rules are unwritten and are based on common understandings, acceptable practices, and the best interest of the political party a candidate seeks to lead. One of those rules is this: Do not provide ammunition to the opposition party that can be used to destroy your party's nominee. This is a hyper-truth where the presidential contest is concerned.

By saying that only she and John McCain are qualified to lead the country, particularly in times of crisis, Hillary Clinton has broken that rule, severely damaged the Democratic candidate who may well be the party's nominee, and, perhaps most ominously, revealed the unlimited lengths to which she will go to achieve power. She has essentially said that the Democratic party deserves to lose unless it nominates her.

As a veteran of red telephone ads and "where's the beef" cleverness, I am keenly aware that sharp elbows get thrown by those trailing in the fourth quarter (and sometimes even earlier). "Politics ain't beanbag," is the old slogan. But that does not mean that it must also be rule-or-ruin, me-first-and-only-me, my way or the highway. That is not politics. That is raw, unrestrained ambition for power that cannot accept the will of the voters.

Senator Obama is right to say the issue is judgment not years in Washington. If Mrs. Clinton loses the nomination, her failure will be traced to the date she voted to empower George W. Bush to invade Iraq. That is not the kind of judgment, or wisdom, required by the leader answering the phone in the night. For her now to claim that Senator Obama is not qualified to answer the crisis phone is the height of irony if not chutzpah, and calls into question whether her primary loyalty is to the Democratic party and the nation or to her own ambition.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Obama and Hillary? Hillary and Obama?

In the March 6, 2008, edition of the San Diego Union Tribune newspaper, creative political cartoonist Steve Breen depicted a Campaign Bus, with Hillary Clinton standing in the stairwell and saying to Barack Obama, who is approaching, "Let's share the ticket! Of course I will sit at the front of the campaign bus."

The subsequent Letters to the Editor all struck a racist undertone, and claimed it to be an insult to both.

Dumb me. I thought this country was way past all of that. What a clever cartoon, Breen was saying, "Let's share the Democratic ticket. Of course I'll be the president and you'll be the vice-president." Isn't that what this race is all about?

Tiger has a Birdie, an Eagle, a Double-Eagle, an Ace, but is still looking for his first Hawk.

That belongs to Tripp Isenhour. And I bet you have never heard of him
until this week, when the story finally surfaced about this dead'eye Nationwide Pro Tour golfer who took aim at a noisy migratory Hawk who was interfering with the taping of his golf show, "Shoot Like A Pro."

The Hawk was originally 300 yards away, when Tripp first took aim and missed. You had to figure the bird was laughing in Hawk language when he flew up to a tree only 75 yards away, then bingo. It took a few shots, according to the official, before it was the big BINGO.

The Hawk was buried, with all honors, on the Grand Cypress Golf Club in Orlando, FL., but later was exhumed by the wildlife officials for an autopsy and DNA. The body has been preserved if needed for a trial. The charges aren't double-bogie, they carry a maximum penalty of 14 months in jail and $1,500 in fines.

You think it's that easy to hit a Hawk from 75 yards? Then you haven't played a lot of golf. But two things immediately come to mind. This hit and run took place on December 12th, that's 84 days ago, 84 days ago, and second where is C.S.I. Miami?

Normally, when you are taping a television show on a golf course, it is the noise of airplanes that cause all the sound trouble. A word to the wise, leave the big jets alone.

Monday, March 10, 2008

The Big Unit Is In Recovery

Sports Star Had Back Surgery

At the end of last season Randy Johnson of the Arizona Diamondbacks underwent surgery, for the third time, for a herniated disc.

I talked with Randy the week before. He said his back actually felt fine, but then he hadn't pitched in a game in over a month. He told me he could still pitch as good as the next guy, but the problem was to get his body to hold up for the entire baseball season.

He's now starting his 20th year in the major leagues and Randy does not believe there is any kind of a quick fix for him at this stage of his career. "What I've really learned, is that you simply have to take better care of yourself and be as close to 100% as possible. Then watch out for the snowball effect. If you next go on the mound at 75%, then it won't be long until your 50%." You have to always give your body time to heal itself.

"If I can't come back from this surgery and this is the end of my career," he told me,"I'd have to say I'm pleased." I've won five Cy Youngs, pitched a couple of, "no-hitters," and I've got a World Series Ring. So, yes, at the end of the day, "I'm pretty happy."

Friday, March 7, 2008

BRETT FAR-VE Retires at age 38

When I first met Brett Favre in the Green Bay conference room, some
15 years ago on a Saturday before a home game on Sunday, I used an old announcers rule, "There are no dumb questions on Saturday before a Sunday game." The opposite: "The only dumb questions are the ones you fail to ask on Saturday."
So I said, "Why is your name pronounced, "F,A,R,V,E," when you spell it F,A,V,R,E?"
Answer,"That's the way my daddy pronounces it."
I've always remembered his answer, and on all the Green Bay spotting boards since then, I've spelled it FAR-VE. I know Brett would understand and he would want me to have the correct pronunciation
His dad's name was Irvin and that Saturday night back at the hotel, I called his dad, back home in Mississippi. Irvin had to shout into the phone since the party was already underway. To tell you the truth I don't much remember the conversation, but I do remember his dad's voice. It rang "full of pride " all the way to Wisconsin.
On December 22, 2003, on a Monday night game, the day after his father died, Brett threw for 399 yards and four touchdowns, leading the Packers to a 41 - 7 victory over the Raiders.
You just knew he would, after all, football was a family affair to the
FAVRES.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Toughts on This and That by Charlie. Please share your thoughts.

This is my first BLOG and I'm writing it on the afternoon of 3/4. I point this out because I think it is dated 3/3, therefore I am already a day behind. That's okay because I'm a night person, and already it's tomorrow in Singapore and that makes me two days behind. There's an interesting column in today's Wall Street Journal about Night People. We are more creative, more flexible, and I want to add more sleepy. Morning people are healthier, more stable, and no fun at parties because it's always time to go home. The WSJ also points out that morning people rule the world. If I have to get up that early, then the world will simply have to rule itself. I've always wondered about night people. Most of the people I run into are morning people. But, I don't run into them until the middle of the afternoon. After all I do get up at the crack of NOON.

This is my second BLOG and after this one I stop counting. I spent ALL and I really mean ALL of last night trying to figure out who was winning the Democratic vote, so I can vote for them again in November or has John McCain finally won the Republican nomination so we can vote for him if we lean to the right side when we climb on an elephant. After listening to the pontificators all pontificating I finally arrived at the conclusion that all elections are now being held because of radio and television. Just think if election information was not allowed on radio or television what would all those talk show hosts have to talk about. And one other point in that direction. Have you noticed how many millions of dollars the politicians are pulling in from the internet. Now, guess where they spend all that money?

I have an important idea I want to put forth for when we vote in November. That election will be the most important one in the history of this country. You heard it here first, but just wait, someone will steal that statement. If this November election is so important, than why do we hold it on a Tuesday? A school day. Why not hold all National Elections on weekends, Saturday and Sunday? That would give everyone a fair chance to make it to the polls. And we could even have additional polling places at all the Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and 24-hour grocery stores.