Showing posts with label playoffs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label playoffs. Show all posts

Friday, May 6, 2011

The playoffs are like my baby



I'm going to start with what is likely the first piece of actual, legitimate parenting advice found on the Sports Baby blog: sleep training works.
In a previous post I lamented that our sleep training program which was meant to get Sports Baby on a consistent and comforting schedule of naps and sleeps was instead putting him onto a consistent schedule of heartbreaking wailing. Nothing goes better with a crisp spring morning than a confused seven-month-old dropping salty tears on his crib sheets as he stares after the father who has put him down and walked away. It sucked more than Donald Trump's latest dinner date (bravo Seth Myers — I'd recommend watching all of the video in that link but you can fast forward to the 12-minute mark for the Trump evisceration if you like).
Anyway, after two weeks the wailing stopped and the napping started. We used the strategy we found in a book called The Sleep Sense Program written by Dana Obleman who is, I would guess, some sort of powerful She-wizard.
Sports Baby figured the sleeping thing out just in time too, because with him on a regular schedule I've been able to catch a lot of the amazing must-see playoff action going on right now. I can say, with mild exaggeration, that these were the greatest combo NBA/NHL playoff first rounds ever.
In the NBA none of the first-round series went to seven games and yet they were all pretty fantastic with some twists and turns and, most of all, star players putting on a show.
The only sweep was Boston over New York but it had to be the closest four-game sweep I've ever seen, if that makes any sense. The Knicks could have, perhaps should have, won the first two in Boston including game 2, which saw Carmelo Anthony put up 42 points, 17 rebounds and six assists in a losing effort. The Atlanta Hawks upset the Magic in six games even though Orlando's Dwight Howard averaged 27 points and 15.5 rebounds per game. Miami and Chicago took care of business against Philadelphia and Indiana, respectively, in five games but both the 76ers and Pacers put up frisky fights. Toronto hosted a clinic for local seventh graders who then went on to defeat the Raptors in a high scoring affair. "They were just making shots," said head coach Jay Triano. "We maybe needed a little more urgency on defence."
In the Western Conference the Lakers beat the Hornets in six even though Chris Paul nearly stole the show by doing his best Jack Layton impression — the leading a team of nobodies to a very respectable finish part, not the having cancer part. In a game 4 win Paul led all players from both teams in points with 27, assists with 15 and rebounds with 13.
Memphis, the No. 8 seed, toppled No. 1 San Antonio in an upset that would have been shocking if it wasn't so thorough — the Spurs never really had a chance against big men Marc Gasol and Zach Randolph, two former immoveable objects (due to fatness) turned unstoppable forces. Oklahoma versus Denver should have been a thrilling speed race but the Nuggets were unfortunately slowed by injuries. Even so, four of the five games were decided by four points or less as the young Thunder moved on.
And then there was Portland vs. Dallas, a series that featured one of the most amazing performances I've ever seen. Portland's Brandon Roy is a three-time all-star who should be in the prime of his career but instead has become a fringe player due to the fact that his knees retired two years ago. In game 2 of the Dallas series Roy played only eight minutes, scoring zero points, and was reduced to tears as he watched the entire second half from the bench. In game 4, however, Roy returned to glory, scoring 18 points in the fourth quarter to lead the Blazers to a two-point victory after they trailed by 23. If you like sports at all and you haven't seen his amazing performance yet, just watch this video. It may be you with tears in your eyes now. And by the way, the Blazers lost the series in six games.
Now, could you imagine, the NHL playoffs were even better. They may not have had the same star power — that's what happens when you let jackal third-liners cripple the careers of stars like Sidney Crosby — but four of the eight matchups went to game 7. Here in Vancouver it was like a Leonard Cohen song: "The whole damn place goes crazy twice and it's once for the devil and once for Christ."
The devil seeped in when the Canuck-killing Chicago Blackhawks won games 4, 5 and 6 to force game 7 after losing the first three games of the series. Christ appeared just in time for this to happen, saving top-seeded Vancouver the embarrassment of being the first ever city to riot following an opening round loss. As they say, the Luongo works in mysterious ways.
In the end there were no major upsets in the NHL, but every team except for Detroit had to work for their series victories (thanks Coyotes — why can't you be doing all this sucking in a place where somewhere will care that you suck so much?).
Not to be outdone, Sports Baby has put on some must-watch performances of his own. Last week he started crawling and he hasn't stopped since. It's pretty adorable. And when I say he's a must-watch I mean it literally as we now can't take our eyes off him for fear he will crawl over to an electrical outlet and discover what burnt toast feels like.  
Looks like I'll be doing some baby proofing this weekend. I don't mind — the playoff second rounds pale so far in comparison to round one-derful (yeah, that's right — I've already fully embraced the terrible daddy puns).
Happy Mother's Day!

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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

The Seattle Seahawks are like my baby



This post is about the Seattle Seahawks so you know it’s got to have something to do with poop.
Here’s a scenario that is both a little bit funny and a lot aggravating that I’m sure every parent has experienced. You change your baby, applauding the big poop you find, and then put on a fresh new diaper. Within minutes, sometimes even as you are lifting your baby off the change table, he lets go another monster dump to fill up his sparkling clean fresh diaper. I’ve christened this sequence the “double doodie.”
The Seattle Seahawks dropped a huge double doodie on the NFL this season.
When I moved to Vancouver I realized to my horror that the Seahawks are the “local team” because Seattle is a lovely three- to 11-hour drive away, depending on border wait times. The Seahawks are one of the most boring franchises in the NFL despite experiencing some success in recent years. My real introduction to the team came in 2007, my first year playing fantasy football. I drafted Seattle's Shaun Alexander, one year removed from an 1,880-yard, 27-touchdown MVP season, with the fourth overall pick. He then perfected his patented play, running one or two yards before turning his back and squatting down on the field the moment a defender came into contact with him. He eventually lost his starting job to the immortal Maurice Morris and finished the season with 716 yards and five touchdowns, crapping all over my fantasy season and fouling me on the Seahawks for good.
Since then the Seahawks have continued to emanate stinkiness, their only redeeming quality being an amazing home crowd that lifts them to wins over teams they have no business beating.
This season was worse than ever. The Seahawks crapped up and down the field all year, filling their proverbial diaper with nuggets such as a 17-point loss to St. Louis, the Rams’ first win following a 10-game losing streak; a 30-point loss to Oakland and a 34-point home loss to the Giants. They bumbled to a 7-9 record but somehow won the putrid NFC West division, becoming what many people believed was the worst team to ever make the NFL playoffs.
But oh, those playoffs — a fresh diaper, a chance to wipe the bum clean and perhaps make it all the way to the big bowl. For the Seahawks, however, the playoffs were just another chance to make a mess of things.
To be fair, what Seattle did in the playoffs was not a true double doodie. They pulled off an upset in the opening round, riding their crowd and an unseasonably good performance from quarterback Matt Hasselbeck to a win, eliminating the banged-up New Orleans Saints and their beloved quarterback Drew Brees, a caring father, charity participant and bully-hater.   
Seattle waited until game 2 to drop a bum rumbler on the playoffs, getting blown out by iffy No. 2-seed Chicago — a team that suffered some bad defeats of their own this year, including a home loss to the foul Seattle Seahawks. The Bears, 21st in the league during the regular season with a 20.9 point-per-game average, scored 21 points in the first 20 minutes against Seattle, eventually extending their lead to 28-0. And just to smear their playoff doodie in their fans’ faces, Seattle mounted a pointless comeback after the game was long out of reach, scoring 21 points in the final 12 minutes to make the final 35-24. That’s just mean.
At least when my baby does double doodie it puts a great big grin on his face.

Photo Todd Rosenberg/NFL. 
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