Colorado Baseball; College World Series Dreams

Now only eight teams have an equal chance to make their name in baseball, not just college baseball, but baseball lore.

While other sports are crumbling, and falling on hard times due to money and player greed college baseball remains true. There is nothing else quite like the College World Series.

A strong majority of these players have devoted their entire lives, summer after summer. Working on their game in the dead of winter, hoping for the sun to melt the months away and open up the promise of the next spring and next season. And large portion of the players will never make it to the ‘pros’. Most will be minor-league ballplayers and will continue to play the game they love in small-town USA for years to come.

But will Colorado ever get to be a part of a CWS?

Buffalo fans should hope they are. And people within the program think it’s going to happen sooner than you think.

Athletic director Mike Bohn says it’s on his agenda. In an interview with the Boulder Daily Camera he said, “I believe the challenge and the opportunity to associate with this conference is going to give us the opportunity to look at growing and expanding."Andy how can you not like his confidence on the subject.

With CU moving into its new conference in the fall there could be opening for some more expansion beyond just the conference. The Buffs, as of now, are the only team in the newly formed PAC-12 without a baseball team.

And as we approach the 30 year anniversary of the baseball program being terminated in Boulder, we can only dream of summers in the futures; hopefully in the near future.

There’s nothing like Omaha in the summer.

Anchoring at 9NEWS

After 3 months of hard work at 9NEWS I was able to put together my own sports segment....



And I was allowed to do it again a week later....



Here is also my resume reel of what I have thus far in my young career. There is other video that I haven't found yet that I'm going to put on there as I get it. So this is a mere update and the many resume reels to come....




Hope you enjoy.

Lebron is NO MJ. Is Dirk though?

Expecting players to actually live up to some hype are few and far between. And expecting players to live up to Michael Jordan hype, or even be in the same area code, are an even rarer sight. 

And no, not Lebron James. It’s Dirk Nowitzki.

In Game 1 of the NBA Finals Nowitzki tore a tendon on his left middle finger in a close loss. Luckily for the Dallas faithful, it was on his non-shooting hand. 

The next game Nowitzki hit the game-winning shot in with 3.6 seconds left remaining to secure a big victory for the Dallas Mavericks on the road. Not only did he do this, but he also scored the last nine points of the game for his team, the game-winner was going left, using his left hand to kiss it softly off the glass. 

Very Jordan-esque.

Game 4 stirred up the constant ‘Flu Game’ stories of Jordan during the 1997 NBA Finals. Nowitzki had a sinus infection and a fever. His temperature reached over 100 degrees, and he had coughing fits throughout the game. 

Both being ultra-competitors, even with illness weighing on them heavily, found a way to will their respective team to victory. Jordan scored 38, Nowitzki 21, but it was the mental fortitude and pushing themselves beyond their physical limits to carry their team.

Sunday Dirk Nowitzki and the rest of his Mav teammates try to close out their first ever title run. And you probably won’t see the acrobatic plays that made His Airness famous from Nowitzki, but that’s where the comparisons can begin. As you watch the Game 6 the more #41 might look like #23.

JADE

Writers have a tendency to write about what they are passionate about. We’re emotional creatures by nature. And no matter what we’re writing about or what we’re writing for our loves shine through in the form of words. 

And today, I do not write for you (the reader), I do not write for anybody but myself. I’m draw to the scrawl, because writing feels like the only way I can capture, or try to get around what is going on in my pea of a brain.

Jade…..

I cannot even begin to describe who she is. If you know her, you truly knew a great friend. A great companion that was there for you, barking in the window as you came home from a long day of school, work or whatever else you might have been doing. For 12 years, or 84 years depending on who you are, day-in and day-out there was a rock in my life, and she never failed to be there and change my day for the better.

I remember her as a puppy, and she never lost that unbridled enthusiasm over her many rambunctious years. The tail-wagging sensation that could turn any moment into a playful game of fetch, or chase, or tug-o-war.

(Writing this in the past tense makes this so damn hard for me, because there was a time when this was how it was. This was every day, this WAS…. And it only remains as IS in my mind.) 

The memory of her is like the beacon of a distant lighthouse that will remain in my life. She will always be there, and maybe that is what will help me get through this. There is no way that I can let her go, like holding on to her for dear life as she sees the rabbit ahead, no way I can’t keep her with me.

Jade there is nothing more I can ask of you. Not a single day that I could go back and wish that you would come push that cold nose underneath my arm and nuzzle your way so far in that I had my arm around you. Because that did happen every day.
 
Miss my dog, I miss Jade.

 

Rough Rockies

The Rockies bats are as blind as, well, bats.

Over the course of the last 15 games they have scored over 3 runs twice. Only 2 times have they posted more than 3 runs on the scoreboard for the entire nine innings. (In those outliers they happened to scored 12 and 15 runs respectively.) And that’s the good part.

(More like 'CAN'T HIT ON ANYONE')

In the last 8 games, the Rockies have scored the fewest runs in the franchise’s history. Sixteen big ones in eight whole games.

Their batting is sputtering more than Herbie. They leave the plate about as clean as Joey ‘Jaws’ Chesnut does at supper time. They now high-five just for fun. And they’ve start to channel their inner-Jobu.

(From :15-1:01 are EXACTLY what I'm talking about.)

And yes, this may all be well and true but the runs will come. They have to.

Carlos Gonzales and Troy Tulowitzki are no flukes. They were both in the top 5 of National League MVP voting a year ago.

The Colorado Rockies are in most of the recent games, even with the tremendous struggles at the plate. But we almost forget; their best pitcher from last year has a single victory and the next time we’ll see the best pitcher the Rockies have in 2011 won’t return from the disabled list until possibly 2012.

So, in essence, the Rockies are right where they want them.

Tim Signed MY BOOK

Tim Tebow is like the Beatles, only he doesn't play the guitar.

The Denver Broncos quarterback participated in consecutive days of scribbling something along the lines of his name and number in his autobiography for a seemingly endless line of ecstatic fans. Tebow signed over 600 books both days. Probably by the end, the tips of his fingers were black, he had as many paper-cuts as collegiate touchdowns (145), and he was sick of looking at himself.

But it's not the words in the 260 some odd pages that fit comfortably in a hard-bound book that made so many people come out and get a glimpse of the guy for no more than 30 seconds. They just wanted to be near Timothy Richard Tebow.

Tebow isn't religious; he's not even a football prodigy. He's just passionate.

People wasted away a beautiful weekend day to be in his presence. Fans came to see him from miles and miles away like little ducklings following their mother. And these aren't Justin Bieber crazies, (some do go over the top, yes) they are more like a swarm of bees going to the newly planted flowers in grandma's community garden patch. Tebow's followers aren't necessarily legions; they are just attracted to the site.

You may not like the way he competes, because he does it more ferociously than you. You may not like that he wears his religion like a turtle wears his shell, because he’s more devoted to a cause than you.

You may not like him, or ever come to like him, but you may be missing something truly special.

SHAQ

Like trying to land Moby Dick with a Johnny Rocket peewee fishing pole I thought getting Shaquille O’Neal into retirement would be a challenge. But 19 years, over 28-Thousand points, and 4 NBA Titles later he’s ending one of the most dominating careers the sport has ever seen.

And I guess it’s rather fitting, Shaq did it on HIS terms.

You never thought you would get pulled over by the guy that just won the NBA Most Valuable Player…. Then this happened.

You never thought to turn you phone to vibrate during an All-Star game…. Then this happened.

You never thought that they would need you, the Window Pane guy, during a basketball game the same way they ask for a doctor on a plane… Then this happened.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6UxyOf9BaM&feature=player_embedded

Just when you never thought that a 7’1”, 325 pound goliath of a man would come out of boom-box and grant you three-wishes… Then this happened.

And finally, you never thought some scrawny kid from Jersey would get a southern drawl then transform into one of the best players to ever walk this Earth…. Then this happened.

Can you see Shaq in a retirement home? I know, neither can I.