Wrestling and Roids

Apparently the world of professional wrestling is back under the interrogation spotlight due to this latest steroid ring. SI is reporting that many wrestlers used this service, and as many as eleven "big name" wrestlers have been named. Initially Kurt Angle was the only name released but I feel that had more to do with him being an Olympic Gold Medalist then a pro wrestler. This isn't the first time there has been a steroid scandal in wrestling.

You think many in the industry would learn from Superstar Billy Graham, but through the years apparently we never learn from our mistakes. I could go on how this is not just limited to pro wrestling, especially when looking at Nam errrr I mean Iraq. Some of the names listed in this scandal are Edge, Eddie Guerrero, Rey Mysterio, Kurt Angle, Randy Orton and sadly Shane Helms.

Now some are no real surprises, everyone knew Eddie was on the juice and people pretty much assumed Rey Mysterio was too after his body transformation. Randy Orton has had drug problems in the past, and Edge needed to do something to get to that next level. In the same sense I get why Shane Helms did it (if it's true), you can only be considered a gimmick so long until you want to move on...unless you're Doink. Am I disappointed if it's true about Shane Helms, very much so, this is a man who wrote back to me when I was younger about what it takes to get into wrestling. I have met the man, he's a great person and I thought a great role model for kids. I don't want to pass judgement on the man, but at the same time I am not surprised that he did this if he did it.

I'm not naive to think that even in the EWA that we don't have someone in the locker room who is on the juice. Hell, I'm 90% certain we do have someone in the locker room who juices. I also understand the desire by pro wrestlers and other athletes to juice. In the world today with so much parity one must go the extra mile to get ahead and not everyone has the natural god given ability athletically. If you want even a sniff of the WWE you need to resemble a greek god, be some kind of physical freak (see Viscera/Great Khali), or just be so on top of your game that they call you. Even then they may just bury you against others who shouldn't even sniff your jock strap (see CM Punk).

I don't condone what they do, I can understand the desire to follow your passion, to reach for that paycheck, to be bigger then you are now. Some folks no matter how hard they work out will not get bigger then a certain level, it's simple genetics. I won't lie, I've even thought about going on the juice just so I could follow my dream. I think any person who is dying to do something has thought about it. I am just thankful my father was such a good parent, as I would never do more then think about it.

The saddest thing in all of this is that it will not deter the next person to try it. You could have all the tools to get to that next level, you're just missing power. You know why you juice, because if you don't the guy behind you or beside you will and take your spot. Until we can completely eliminate the possibility of passing a drug test, specially with HGH, this will continue. Sadly it's a HUGE industry and the advances in passing test happen faster then making tests that can determine if you're on it or not. We also need to be MUCH stricter against taking it. I would be completely for a lifetime ban from your sport if you're caught, if betting on games gets you a life time game, why not steroids and HGH?

Now the WWE has made progress in this area, they have a Talent Wellness Program. They were quick to point out that the drugs bought by these wrestlers happened before the program was implemented. They also rule out online doctors as a valid medical source which tells me they found out about this scandal before reporters. As bad as the WWE has been in the most recent years, this may be the best move they've ever made, specially with all the deaths we've seen in the last month.

Yar...

This looks fucking awesome.

They look like they went all out on this one.

May not be many updates since I'm a Destructicon today in the office so enjoy Pirates in the meantime.

MadTV

I've never been that much of a fan of theirs, but they do have amusing bits every now and then. Apparently this weekend they were like Reggie Jackson during the World Series, just knocking one thing after another out of the park.

The iRack

Are You Smarter Then Alberto Gonzalez

Weekend Warriors

Warrior: "You need to open your eyes and ears, take control of the limited ability you have to understand the words I am about to say. For years, I have watched while this industry, with you as it’s figurehead, try to recreate what is simply unrecreatable. I have heard, listened to all the innuendos and speculation that something ULTIMATE or WARRIOR may soon re-appear. Welcome to the reappearance! Those things, Hogan, which are irreplaceable, whether they be people, places, or things, are never forgotten. You are witnessing that RIGHT NOW!

I would have quoted another Warrior promo, but that was the only one I could find on short notice. Why am I quoting Warrior this Monday morning, no real reason. I named the title of this entry as Weekend Warriors and the first thought that I had was to put up a picture of The Ultimate Warrior. After putting up this picture, which I believe is from his third run during the mid nineties, I wanted one of his bat shit crazy promos and only found this piece from his initial debut from WCW. Then again if you want to watch various clips go over and check out a clip from the Self-Destruction DVD

So then yes, the weekend that was Saint Pattys Day weekend honestly was one of the more the sublime and enjoyable weekends in recent memory. Friday night was the EWA's Free Friday Night Fights which more or less turned into a regular show. We had plenty of matches and it was damn close to two hours long. We had a great match for the main event, many solid matches for the card, and it also included the match of the year (inside joke, ask if you want to know). Of course I luckily made it there on time, especially seeing that it took me two and a half hours to make an hour drive. Yes, the traffic gods were back out in force since winter wasn't giving up without a fight. I was also not prepared for after the show when I walked out to my car and found out The Executor had been turned into an ice cube. That's right folks, I was at the show for three hours and in the time the outside had turned into Hoth.

Saturday we (Anita and I) were supposed to join the march on the Pentagon. We decided that due to the outside weather we would merely stay at home, do some cleaning, study and accomplish other things. Maybe we're bad people, but we live in DC and make our thoughts known on a regular basis. It looked like there were more then enough people there to make a statement, besides it was St. P's day and we needed to prepare for that evening. The amusing thing is that the news keeps saying there were thousands of anti-protester protesters and yet whenever I see photos or film there seems to be...thirty.

That night we attended a friend's annual SPD party at their apartment and a good time was had. We even managed to get Dorthy (my new roommate from NJ/PA) out of the apartment for once to expand and socialize, which she did successfully. We met a nice couple, and I spent a good portion of the night explaining to the folks what Jesus Camp was about and I believe most of them will take some time this week to rent the movie, which is what everyone should do if you really want to see how badly some of the right are getting. I think I sold them based on me telling them about the following clip...


Sunday I took the time to educate Anita in what we call The Continuing Education of Anita When It Comes To Great Movies. Sunday we continued with her Batman education by showing her Batman Begins, to which she loved. Much like many others, and I am one of them, she thought Batman Begins was better then Batman and Batman Returns. From there I need to work on the DVD from February's show so she laid down and we gave her a taste of John Carpenter in the form of The Thing. I'll forgive her for thinking that Kurt Russell was Patrick Swayze in the beginning, he was young and scruffy in that movie. We ended the lesson with Waiting... the under appreciated comedy starting Ryan Reynolds, the chick from Scary Movie, the kid from The Mac Commercials and...Dane Cook. She worked in a restaurant very similar to the one in the movie and such spent most of the movie connecting with it on a much deeper level then others, the kind that only people who have witnessed that horror can understand.

That sums up the weekend, and I'm quite proud that I've been able to include a link to something in each paragraph above, quite an accomplishment since most of the time I am lazy in that area. Come on in where Nightmares are the best part of my day!!!...sorry, watching that Warrior clip. Just reminds me how I wish I was just batshit crazy and could go off on a complete tangent where no one understood anything that I said. Then again, many would claim that this is what this blog is...

MY GOD?! WHAT'S FALLING FROM THE SKY?!

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!

Yes, that is what I imagine most drivers last night were thinking in their heads here in the greater DC Metro area. You see we've been having spring weather for the last week and yesterday was the beginning of Winter's last hurah. As such it began to rain some time in the afternoon, nothing to shocking yes? Well apparently I was wrong, as it is means for mass crisis and to forget every lil thing your father, teacher, instructor, best friend's hamster taught you about driving.

Driving home after work wasn't that bad, not as nice as it had been, but still not that bad. I left at 7:30 to go pick up Anita from class and I was in no way prepared for what I was about to experience. As I entered onto 395 North I encountered...traffic. Wait, what?! What in the hell is there traffic doing on 395 North at 8 at night?! There seemed to be no accident (other then the one I passed thanks for getting out of the middle lane btw there were no marks on your porsche ass). I finally managed to get to Anita (who was NOT pleased) and eventually make it to Silver Spring.

I don't know what it is about this area, but they remind me of the Canadians in Clerks Animated. It's nothing evil, it's only rain folks. It's not going to kill you, yeah be safer but driving twenty five in a fifty five is NOT safer. If you can't see out your windshield please move to the slow lane and take better of your car assclowns. I CAN NOT WAIT TO LEAVE THIS FUCKING CITY WHEN IT RAINS.

Henry Rollins Friday

With the uproar last weekend or so over Andy Coultre and his use of a certain word I give to you Henry's letter to Andy...

I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours. -HST

Alright, I'll admit right now that I have been somewhat absent when it comes to talking about the various political shit storm that has brewing in this country for the last few weeks. I think I figure a good portion of you go out to C&L, ShakesSis, Reason or any other plethora of blogs to get your daily political bullshit. I know back during the election time I tended to rant and rave politics, policy and election but I suppose it may have just been a way for me to try to get some of you off your collective asses, rally, vote, do something so I don't have to since my only plans is to burn everything down to the foundation and start fresh. Well, maybe not everything I'd leave Yellowstone and Yosemite intact, but then they are some of the most beautiful places on this planet.

I know were turned off by the ranting and raving so I tried to go a different route, I tried to talk about things other blogs don't talk about. I tried to be an amalgam of various things as I had no desire to become a member of Edwards' staff, though you'd be damned to see me cave in to those assholes from Fox. In case you're listening Brit Humme, Chris Wallace, Billzzaro, Andy Coultre, Michelle Malkins and Sean Hannity bring all the verbal tirades you want to bring against me. Call me every name in the book, harass me, my friends, my family and my neighbors bedpost that rocks for twenty seconds every night. I will flat out tell you my opinion and I will be damned if you're going to attempt to make me feel bad, embarrassed or anything I don't want to feel. Hell, I'd take an open invitation to your studio for an interview. Then I would have to recreate the infamous night that Brian Pillman debuted in ECW.

Did I ever write that I had a problem with Catholicism, you're god damned right I did. Do I have a problem with organized religion, I guess one would be wise to make that assumption. Do I hate all Christians, certainly not I love my family. Do I believe a great deal of you are more dangerous then terrorists? A hundred fuckin percent and then some. Personally, there's not enough bullets for what I would like to do to a great many of you, and none of it involves murder or assassination, that's what you and yours propagate.

Now then, where to begin on the latest political happenings in the world? I mean there are so many choices, we could talk about the 8 attorney firings which I covered back in the summer when it first came to light but the MSM took their sweet time to pay attention to it. How with each and every day it looks more and more like political actions, and in one case (Carol Lam) where it becomes more and more obvious to me that the Department of Justice obstructed justice to protect some of their friends. Is Berto Gonzo going to resign, without a doubt. Though I would much rather him resign over treating the Constitution like toilet paper then over the attorney debacle.

Then you have General Peter Pace, Chairman of the Joints Chief who evidently has a problem with homosexuality. That's nice, there's a good portion of the population who actually WANT to serve in the military when they need it most so they don't keep sending back troops who are physically unfit to fight back to Iraq. According to Gen. Pace he doesn't believe in immorality, and that's why we are fighting for for people to have morals and principles. Really...wow...cause you know one cannot have morals or principles without fighting for them. Morals and principles have always been then main thing crushed by dictators, what was I thinking.

I mean I very well could continue to go on and on about the continual bullshit that this administration is dishing out. If you would like, I know Anita and I are planning this and I'd like to invite everyone out to join us as we March on the Pentagon.

The difference between today and yesteryear

I just gave you Dominique's Top Ten Dunks of all time (of whenever that video was produced) and in contrast here is Vince Carter's Top Ten (up to the point of the video)


The problem, Wilkins always was dunking with the entire opposing team around him. Carter seems to only dunk when he is completely and utterly alone. I think may sum up why I no longer can watch the NBA.

Throwback Thursday

For March Madness that begins today (Texas over Kansas in the finals 80-79) I give to you my favorite basketball player of all time...

Damned Shriveled Monkey Penis

This is the Nevada Union High School Miners, my father's first head coach position, the first team I ever loved. Sure I was around my mother's Alma mater at a very young age, but I don't remember too much of that. I remember vividly Miner Football and what would become "Miner Magic". NU has a rich football tradition that we were more then happy to be a part of. Hell, my father doesn't lie when he says we had a love affair with that place. For the longest time I wanted to get married in the most gorgeous stadium I've ever been in and I've been on the sidelines of the Rose Bowl. Of course that was before my sister informed me that it may not be the best idea after her and old flame did on the fifty yard line back in her single days.

The one regret I have in this life is I never got to adorn the uniform in high school or at the very least get to play in that stadium. I remember almost pleading with my father to get with D.H. for us to go up there and play, but it never would come about. D.H. for the most part has been coaching in the shadow of my father ever since we left, even after he won championships and at the time couldn't handle to pressure of losing to my father at home so no game for me in Hooper Stadium. I do hope that one day I will get a chance to coach in Hooper Stadium, but we shall see if that day ever comes to pass.

With all that in mind I received a...disturbing email from my mother today.

I don't know if you have talked with [sister] but we are really considering going to Placer High. Your Uncle [Aunt's ex-husband] has really laid on the pressure. It would be nice to go back up to the mountains.

I agree on one point, it would be nice to go back up to the mountains. My father always called it God's country and it really was. It probably has more to do with why I love the mountains over the beach more then anything. The problem I have is with the notion of going to Placer High School. You must understand something, Placer is where I learned HATE from. These balless bastards had the audacity to end one of the most storied rivalries in the state of California, mainly because we made them our personal bitch.

Placer versus Nevada Union was a rivalry that dated back to, well read the article you'll see how far it went back. My dad came to town and used his pimp hand on these Hillmen and they hid in their caves. They wanted out of the big league but promised to keep the feud, we would still be on our schedule. Well, they get out of the league and the next thing you know we're no longer on their schedule. Those gutless cocksuckers ran from us and to this day I don't believe they play us. So yes, I have a problem with my family going to save their football program. As far as I'm concerned they can sit at the bottom of the pile and get chlamydia, you hear that Hillmen, get the clap.

No, there is no lingering resentment what so ever from this, I'm perfectly stable...