Cleveland jocks

With last night’s emphatic win over the Atlanta Hawks, the Cleveland Cavaliers are on their way to the NBA Finals for the first time since 2007. Their likely opponent is the team with the best record in the NBA this year, who very well could wrap up the Western Conference championship this evening. Oh, the sexy matchup of Warriors vs. Cavs… I can taste it already. So can those who produce the games and sell TV advertisements.

Much as I’d like to see the upstart Warriors (or Rockets, for that matter), win one for the West, I’ve got to go with the Cavs in this series. Yup. I’ve jumped on the LeBron bandwagon. Again. Though this time it’s to root for the guy, not hate him for going to Miami.

How the hell did I find myself rooting for Alex Rodriguez and LeBron James in the same season? Somehow they’re both so maligned I end up liking them in the process. And a Cavs-Yankees double would be sweet.

Meanwhile, in 1965…

ali

Fifty years ago today this happened.

In front of just 2,400 spectators in tiny Lewistown, Maine, Muhammad Ali knocked out Sonny Liston in one of the most talked-about sports moments of all time. Ali, who had publically converted to Islam and changed his name from Cassius Clay since his previous bout (also a defeat of Liston), retained the WBC World Heavyweight title. The fight lasted about two minutes… the picture forever.

God damn what a great picture.

Loco in LoCo

The phrase “only in Loudoun County” seems to come up often in my speech and thoughts. It is never under positive circumstances.

This week’s sign that those of us in Loudoun County are just a little bit, well, unusual, appears on the front page of the “Loudoun” insert in the Washington Post. “Diversity panel met by debate” reads the headline. Subhead: “Racial makeup of Leesburg commission draws strong reactions on social media.”

It seems that the new Leesburg (Loudoun’s county seat) “diversity commission” just wasn’t diverse enough for some. Or it was too diverse. Or something like that. You see, and perhaps this was meant as a joke, two of the seven members of the panel are… white men!

Ha!

Guess who got really mad about that?

(Answer: every fool who lives here.)

So much for “diversity” (read: every color but white). Sometimes you just can’t make this stuff up.

And…

only in Loudoun County.

D.C. Drama

Dear National League girlfriend,

I thought we had a deal. We have our fun togethe, but when the missus is in town you’ve got to let it go. Remember, Nats, I’m still married to the Yankees, and 50% off at Papa John’s today just isn’t enough for when October comes around.

See you this weekend.

Mad Men finale falls flat

I’m glad I saw all the other episodes of Mad Men first, because if I had started with the finale I’d have never watched another.

And I would have been very confused.

Actually, I’ve seen all the earlier episodes and I was still confused.

Surreal, bizarre, and just plain weird would be a few ways I’d describe last night’s episode, and while other weird things on the show have worked, this did not. Though I did appreciate the final joke (which did clear up a thing or two), there was just too much buildup for a gag that was only marginally clever. I expected more.

Kudos, Mad Men, for a great run. As a total package, you’re still one of my favorites. Mad Men ’70s reboot? Think about it.

Looking forward to the weekend anyway

Way to jinx it, O’Connell.

I hope you were not watching our local sports teams Wednesday night, two of whom produced just about the worst quarter hour of D.C. sports history with bang-bang losses in heart-breaking fashion. Not even a dramatic Nationals win from earlier in the day could save that non-hat trick.

I still have hope the Wizards can turn it around for Game Six tonight, and then emerge victorious on Monday. In between we have the event I’ve been looking forward to all season: the final episode of Mad Men, the show I’ve most enjoyed over the past half decade. The last few episodes have been uneven at best, but I have high hopes for the finale. More reasons to keep on living.

A few predictions

Despite their trouncing last night I’m going to go out on a limb on May 13 and say the Washington Nationals will win the National League pennant this year.

I’m not going to guarantee a victory like Alexander Ovechkin, but I will predict that the Caps tonight will pull out a Game Seven victory.

The Wiz? Yup. Win or lose in Game Five, with or without John Wall, I say this team is facing Cleveland in the next round (Cleveland sports predictions at no extra charge.)

And the ‘Skins? As long as I’m being optimistic here for our local teams I’ll say they win… five games this year.

God I’m going to miss someday when they’re good and I can’t make fun of them anymore.

Springtime in D.C.

I like it when things make sense. Yankees beat up on Orioles, Nats win by heroics. Caps blow series leads, Wizards find unlikely ways to come out on top.

The ‘Skins? They still look great as long as no one is actually suiting up or touching a football. What a great time of year.

 

Move over, Willie Mays

My reaction to most of Alex Rodriguez’s first 659 career home runs has been something along the order of “meh.”

I have greatly cheered the most recent two. My, how times have changed.

And I know the Yankees can afford it.

Major news: Wizards lose

You’ve gotta love when you get to a point that when the Wizards actually lose a game–on the road to a #1 seed–you’re absolutely stunned. I’m not worried. With three days off–thanks, TV–we’ve got time to plan the next victory party.