“Why would any team go to the White House?” Or more specifically, “Why would any team in any sport go to the White House to see any president, ever?”
These are a few of the questions posed by Sportswriter Mark Purdy in today’s Santa Cruz Sentinel. It would be laughable if it weren’t so infuriating. He’s specifically referring to the NBA Champion Golden State Warriors. They supposedly voted unanimously last week to refuse an invitation to visit the White House, which was fake news because as of today they haven’t even been invited. Steph Curry, Andre Igoudala and Coach Kerr have all expressed negative feelings about President Trump.
Two years ago when the Warriors won the NBA Championship they busted their tails to make it to the White House to visit Barack Obama. Thrill of a lifetime I think they put it. Steph Curry has publicly stated that Obama is one of his biggest hero’s of all time, but of course Obama’s a big basketball fan so I’m sure that’s what all the gushing was about.
Barack Obama’s no longer in the White House, the thrill is gone and the current President is chopped liver. So now no team in any sport should ever visit the White House again, ever.
Funny how that works.
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Tagged Andre Igoudala, Barack Obama, chopped liver, Coach Kerr, Dance Cam Mom, fake news, Lou-Seal, Mark Purdy, NBA, President Trump, Santa Cruz Sentinel, Steph Curry, Tweet, Warriors, White House
Opening Day at AT&T Park
Not literally. I’ve been on sort of a hiatus these past few months and now itching for spring training, opening day, first pitch, the crack of the bat and baseball season in general. But to be perfectly honest I feel like I’ve been cheating a little here.
I live in the Bay Area and right now there’s something going on that’s taken hold of me and thousands of other non-assuming, “never-wanted-to-be fans-in-the-first-place” fans who’ve been taken off guard, no pun intended. It’s called Warrior Mania and it’s not just about the phenom Steph Curry. Never in a hundred years would I have thought I could sit through an entire pro basketball game. High school, yes, because I was a mom and I had to. But the Pro’s? Forget it. Run up court, shoot, make it. Run down court, shoot make it, and on and on. Boring.
But my grandson Jake, who recently completed his tour of duty in the USMC, is a huge Trailblazer fan. Our commonality has always been sports, mostly college football, some baseball, but sports in general. We took a 10 day baseball trip with Diamond Baseball Tours back in 2004. What a fantastic experience. I’d recommend it to anyone. But I digress.
A few months ago I was surfing channels, looking for the Trailblazer game on the telly so I could carry on a decent conversation with Jake. Didn’t find it, but instead happened upon the last 3 minutes of a Golden State Warrior game. The Warriors were behind by 12 or so, but this short little pip squeak (that’s what he looked like compared to all the big guys) scored two 3 pointers and a few more and they ended up winning the game…….it was shocking this huge rush of adrenaline I experienced! It was exciting and all of a sudden I understood what basketball fans have always known. There’s life after baseball. Not exactly the same. But I’ll tell you this. Friday night when Steph Curry took that 50 foot shot from half-court with 1 second left on the clock before halftime and the ball didn’t even touch the top of the net but instead swished through that little piece of net on the bottom, I was baptized into the world of professional basketball. Hallelujah!
I let out a spontaneous holler that scared the hell out of my little dog. I’ve only had him for five months so I may have to put him on Benadryl when baseball season starts. Or put a sock in my mouth.
So I’m back. I’ve missed writing. I’ve been reading a lot about the National League DH issue and can’t wait to get my hands dirty again!
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Tagged baseball season, Basketball, crack of the bat, first pitch, Golden State Warriors, National League DH, opening day, Steph Curry, Trailblazers