Results tagged ‘ other sports ’

Putting the PowerPoint Down…

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Where the journey will end on Saturday… Photo by Randy Stern

I’m taking a break from preparing for my Capstone presentation on Saturday, since there seems to be a flood of insanity in and around the game of baseball. Geez, how much can a fan take? Let alone a blogger…

But, what’s more interesting: The Barry Bonds mistrials on the three most important counts in his latest trip to court or a discussion on audiences being challenged due to their perceptions and points-of-views on the representation of culture, ethnicity and community identity in the performing arts?

While I let the let the latter rest until tomorrow, let’s go through everything else…

BARRY: The point being that he was found guilty on the lesser of four charges brought against him in his trial. He won’t go to jail. He may get some nods from some of the Hall of Fame voters. Bob Costas said he’d vote for him – but not on the first ballot. Sometimes, I wonder if the truth will come out about Mr. Bonds on whether he juiced himself up to catapult himself with an asterisk on the record books.

OZZIE: Our favorite manager in baseball decided to visit his son Ozney in Miami to watch him play baseball. Actually, that’s not the case. Ozzie Guillen has a bullpen problem he wants to fix – but can’t right now. Not that Kenny Williams won’t pull some deals, but he could. I understand Ozzie’s frustration – but telling the press he’d rather have Bobby Thigpen back in a baseball uniform at age 47 and away from coaching pitchers in Winston-Salem is borderline absurd, if you ask me.

JOE: The Twins placed Joe Mauer on the disabled list today. That hurts…seriously…

JERRY: I’m still surprised that Jerry Remy is following my Twitter…and vice versa! What did I say to have the Red Sox’ television commentator (on NESN, BTW) to want to follow me? Maybe beacuse I’m using the #WeWontRest hashtag too much on my Twitter feed out of frustration with the slow start the Nation is having. Don’t get me wrong – Jerry is awesome! Put a stuffed Wally on an Adriondack Chair at Fenway for all of NESN’s subscribers to see, and you got our attention! Well, better than the so-called “hastag fail” NDP leader Jack Layton threw down on Prime Minister-in-limbo Stephen Harper at the English Language debate of this Canadian election….

BRYAN: The latest I heard is that Bryan Stow is improving at L.A. County-USC Media Center. This is good news. Better news was the fundraiser at Dodger Stadium went well as did Monday’s Giants-Dodger opener at AT&T Park. Sadly. the kumbaya will soon come to a close and the pleasantries will continue acrimoniously. I haven’t heard whether they arrested the two idiots who attacked Stow. There’s a lot of money riding on their capture.

JOSH: Seriously, you can be sober and evangelical…but, c’mon Josh Hamilton! Injuring yourself and blamining your third base coach for said injury is a bit out of line. Dave Anderson saw an opening and thought you had the wheels to beat the throw to Victor Martinez. I guess being sober and evangelical is still hard for you, mate…

KOBE: Yeah, it’s not a baseball story. Yeah, he said what he did out of frustration. Yeah, his apology was shallow. Yeah, David Stern slapped him on his wrist to the tune of $100,000. Still, the bloody prima donna said what he said – no matter what his intended target identifies as – and we saw it on TNT. I hope I don’t see this in this game…

Well…back to looking at way to discuss audience development strategies for Saturday…

I Am Not Alone In This Business…

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Just. Don’t. Laugh. Photo by Randy Stern

You know, The Heirloom doesn’t fly a rainbow flag to be identified as a gay blog. Not because some gay person writes it (that would be me), but it is because of the wide-ranging context it provides to baseball fans of all backgrounds.

Sure, I had to do some self-censorship and editing. Then again, trust is a huge leverage to continue doing this work.

Several months ago, I was introduced to another sports blog written by a gay man in Las Vegas, Nevada called ****** 4 Gears. As you probably guessed, the main subject is stock car racing – NASCAR, to be exact.

Why would that be as unusual as The Heirloom, Wide Rights or Dave Pallone‘s own blog? Well, the activists always look with disdain at the NASCAR fan base as they would the Tea Party supporters – practically seen as one of the same. When Michael’s (the blogger for Q4G) profile was covered in the New York Times, gay folks had it in for him.

What did they say? In essence, they called Michael a traitor to his own people for loving NASCAR.

Wow. Really? Just because he grew up in stock car racing country and it was a part of his DNA?

However, as I have with some of you, Michael has found support within the NASCAR community. Like a lot of use is a blogger, who works a 9-to-5 or has something else going on to sustain a living. Yet, for sports fans of all walks of life, Michael’s passion for stock car racing should be honored – just like our passion for the game of baseball.

As with Michael, I found some indifference within my ranks of The Heirloom. I keep on reminding these people that I am not going to talk about anything pertaining to any stereotype I am supposed to subscribe to. @#$%-in’-a, man!

Besides, I’m not a fan of Glee – I mentioned that before, right?

Incidentally, Michael has been on this blog. He approves.

Why talk about Q4G now? The Daytona 500 is on. I’m not watching it, though. I have been working on revisions to the monster that is the Capstone…watching Blake Griffin’s slam over a Kia Optima…getting reports from spring training…and watching the snow fall to a predicted 10-18″ here.

You know, some of us who are sports bloggers and happen to be the ire of the Tea Partiers got to stick together somehow…

Cheesy Endings, Flying Pigs and the Ten-Day Countdown

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Before the party… All photos by Randy Stern

Super Bowl XLV – done!

Ten days separate Aaron Rogers’ anointment to Wisconsin lore and the arrival of pitchers and catchers in Florida and Arizona for Spring Training. I’m glad it arrived when it did because of the shouting across social media networks of Packers and Steelers fans were very distracting to someone trying to work on a key piece of graduate school work.

Worse still – I was in Madison, Wisconsin visiting friends and celebrating a birthday this past weekend. Bucky stepped aside for cheeseheads and a sea of green-and-yellow. I had to hold my tongue to mute.

The Runts pick up pucks thrown onto the ice

I did celebrate, though – at a Rockford Ice Hogs game! That’s the American Hockey League for those keeping score. They beat the visiting Abbotsford Heat 3-2 on Saturday night. Good times!

Of course, in ten days I hope we see some sort of path for the Dodgers in terms of which catcher will start on Opening Night against the defending World Series Champs San Francisco Giants. Will it be Dioner or Rod? Donnie will decide…

As for Joe Nathan – all I hear is “progress” for the closer who missed 2010 due to injury. Exactly what kind of progress will be made in ten days for Nathan? And, how committed will Rick Anderson and Gardy be towards Matt Capps if Nathan is 100% by Opening Weekend?

So, to the Twitterverse, I answered your call to start talking about baseball. Now what? Come with it, I say!

And, Ozzie, we didn’t need to see that pic of you eating Jello on your Twitter account…

Offseason Musings: Being Switzerland

It’s tough being Swiss.

Not that I am of the Alpine persuasion – far from it! Heck, I’m goulash – mainly 25% French and the rest scattered from eastern end of the Alps to the Baltic and down to the Caspian.

What I am on about is the proverbial Switzerland: A concept rooted in neutrality. It is about never taking sides when two volatile camps are rising up around you. It is never upsetting the one because of the other. It is sitting on the sidelines while all heck breaks loose.

Living in a NFC North rival city and watching the followers of both the Green Bay Packers and Chicago Bears strut their stuff was a bit disheartening at first. I’ve already put away my purple paraphernalia for the year, so to see the swath of green-and-yellow and navy blue-and-orange clad ex-Wisconsinites and ex-Chicagoans troll around the Twin Cities prior to the NFC Championship was a bit much, I’ll admit.

In the other conference final, I have friends who are fans of the New York Jets and Pittsburgh Steelers. Their loyalty was broadcasted on Facebook and Twitter in the days and hours prior to kickoff. I had no pulse regarding this matchup, sadly.

Then, I realize it’s best to be Switzerland for the weekend. It was best not to engage with fans of the four combatants – except for a brief jabbing at a couple of acquaintances who are huge Packers fans. They were at a local bar when I asked why they weren’t in Chicago. One quipped that he didn’t have the $600 the scalpers were asking for seats at Soldier Field that night. Again, I went back to what everyone else was doing.

Yet, it was hard seeing the reaction to the result of the Bears-Packers game. A car salesman was fired for wearing a Packers tie to work. Then, the tidalwave of vitriol against Jay Cutler throughout Chicagoland got so bad that even Ozzie Guillen responded to on his twitter account.

Yes, the Manager of the Chicago White Sox tweeted his version of a Chris Crocker video essentially telling his fans to leave Jay Cutler alone.

The problem with being Switzerland is watching my friends take sides in what I’d call a gang fight – as evidenced in the two Conference Championships last weekend.

Yet, I cannot claim Switzerland in a few of baseball’s biggest rivalries. My longtime support of the Boston Red Sox pits me against any friend who supports the New York Yankees. And, as I wrote earlier this month, I swapped sides between my hometown Los Angeles Dodgers and the current World Series Champion San Francisco Giants – now siding with my birth ballclub. Then, there’s the Minnesota Twins-Chicago White Sox/Detroit Tigers AL Central mess. I’ll admit, I love following Ozzie’s Twitter/MLBlog and I have dated some Tigers fans in my time. However, I live here in Twins Territory – and they have been my home team since 2004.

You see, even the Swiss takes sides sometimes.

SIDE NOTES: If you’re wondering how my progress has been on my final semester in grad school, I’m working on the body section of my final paper while balancing out my work in another class. The former is due February 3 – so help me God!

Secondly, I am working the Chicago Auto Show during their Press Days February 8-10. This is for my other blog (RandyStern.net/MotorGeek) and might do something on here to parse out the experience somehow. So, if you’re in Chicago and want to hang out and talk baseball – let me know!

Offseason Musings: The State of Hockey

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Another night of hockey in St. Paul. Photo by Randy Stern

According to the marketing geniuses of the National Hockey League’s franchise based in St. Paul, Minnesota is the State of Hockey.

Sure, I’ll buy that. After all, the subzero temps we experienced from time-to-time this La Nina-induced winter frozen enough ponds for people to slap on skates, brandish sticks and smack a rubber puck across the ice. It is as common a sight this time a year as Nordic Skiers tackling the gentle slopes of snow-covered golf courses and the plethora of SUVs stuck in the ditch during winter storms.

There are a couple of truths to be told. The National Hockey League established a franchise in the Twin Cities in 1966 – part of the first expansion ever for the then six-team league. For five years prior to the awarding the NHL franchise, Major League Baseball and the National Football League operated their franchises in the Twin Cities market. Even the National Basketball Association had a franchise in Minneapolis prior to the Twins and Vikings!

But, the state’s hockey roots run deeper than that. For decades, the best American hockey talent came from Minnesota. They were raised through fabled high schools in the far reaches of the state – in places such as Warroad, Rosseau, Elvereth and Virginia. They were also skating in urban hockey establishments both in Minneapolis and St. Paul and later in the suburbs. If they were lucky, the gifted young hockey players had choices: Play for the University of Minnesota or go the pro route.

Hockey never had a great run in the pro ranks. The North Stars are still fondly remembered as the home squad in a boxy building across from Met Stadium. You can still see the parking lot signs just east of IKEA – built on the site of the old arena. Then, the North Stars left…for Dallas. An affront to the tradition of hockey in the face of Gary Bettman’s plot to give the game a tan.

Then, in 2000, the NHL returned to The Cities in the guise of the Wild. For an expansion team, it was no surprise how much the fans had taken to this team. They had sold out almost every game in their existence – a sign of pride in St. Paul.

Of course, I have attended Wild games. What Minnesota sports fan hasn’t? It is a rite of passage to bless the new home of hockey for the state…blocks away from the seat of its government. The Xcel Energy Center is by no means perfect. Sit in the upper deck and have your head rest on someone else’s knees. Sit in the club section and make sure it’s not a bar stool that you paid too much for. Sit in the lower level and pray to get a deal on eBay for those precious seats. That’s what happened for my roommate and I the last time I attended a Wild game two years ago.

It’s an interesting sport, nonetheless. My exposure came early through a school friend back in third grade formerly of Canada. Through the same expansion, the NHL awarded a franchise to Los Angeles – thus I was introduced to the Kings. Without the Kings – and this ex-Canadian friend in Reseda – I would look at the game of hockey differently. I would look at it as some game the same way I looked at all stereotypes of the northern climates. Then, I would be eating every one of my words.

The thing is…hockey is fun to watch. If you have an understanding of it and not get too technical on the rules, you can enjoy the intricacies of playmaking even if the shot doesn’t go into the goal. You can also enjoy the conflicts on the ice with enforcers protecting the best interest of their team. As low scoring as it is – you can find excitement near or away from the nets.

Every year, I try to punch my ticket for some ice time. Last year, it was down in the collegiate ranks in Mankato with the Minnesota State University squad. It was the first time I saw Division I men’s hockey action. Years before, The X provided a backdrop to some serious hockey. When the NHL went on strike, the Wild were resourceful enough to bring their top minor league franchise up from Houston for a game. Even though there are no labor issues on the horizon in Gary Bettman’s world, the Wild are doing it again as a way to celebrate the American Hockey League’s 75th anniversary. I’ve actually got seats for that game between the Houston Aeros and the Peoria Rivermen. And, yes, they were cheap for The X!

So, why talk about hockey on a baseball blog? It’s what the offseason is all about! It’s about filling the time with distractions by the things you love. It’s about figuring out what to be passionate about when other things disappoint you. It’s about the anticipation for spring and the game’s return to the stage.

Besides, that’s a huge catcher’s mitt on that goalie…

Offseason Musings: The Blizzard-Delayed Eagles-Vikings Game and the Wussification of American Society

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Photo by Randy Stern

We have less than a month before pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training. Since we’re still in the offseason, I figured I’d repost some of my sports pieces from outside of baseball on here (and perhaps related to the game on some level) as I have a full plate of stuff happening through Opening Day. This one was posted on RandyStern.net on December 28, 2010. Enjoy the salad…

Listen up, America: The Governor of Pennsylvania called us all “wussies.”

In this case, he was in his own rights correct. On Boxing Day (er, December 26), the Philadelphia Eagles were to host the misbegotten Minnesota Vikings. Mother nature had other ideas as forecasters from local outlets to the Weather Channel caused both the National Football League and the Eagles to consider moving the game further up the calendar.

Simply, the Vikings can’t catch a break. An earlier blizzard deflated the Teflon roof, causing damage to now four panels. After playing elsewhere – Ford Field in Detroit and TCF Bank Stadium on the University of Minnesota campus – they are faced with yet another cataclysmic episode.

In a game known for playing in extremes, it just seems right for someone to make a statement of fact about the way we deal with bad weather to overcompensate for the weakening of the American character. Therefore, Pennsylvania Governor Edward G. Rendell, the former Mayor of Philadelphia, was absolutely spot on for calling out the people of our nation “wussies.”

Now, if history serves me right, both the Vikings and Eagles had no problem playing in adverse weather. Before the Metrodome opened, the Vikes spent years playing outdoors in the most foreboding stadium in the NFL: Metropolitan Stadium in Bloomington (the first home of the Twins, BTW). Where the Mall of America stands was where the coldest battles in American Football took place.

Then, there are the Eagles. One year, they played a playoff game at Soldier Field in Chicago against the Bears in thick fog. On television, we couldn’t see a lot of the action from the above field cameras – but they did play down below. They finished the game.

I recall games played in extreme cold. The Green Bay Packers are famous for holding games in below-zero conditions throughout the years. In 1982, the Cincinnati Bengals played in a dangerous wind chill at their old stadium, Riverfront, to advance to Super Bowl XVI over the San Diego Chargers. This is what the NFL is all about, America!

However, the NFL has a Commissioner that is oversensitive over player safety. Concussions and other injuries have plagued the league for decades – so what’s so different now? Not that I glorify injuries, but the equipment had evolved to protect a player on the field from different turf conditions and all sorts of contact with opposing players. What part of history does Roger Goodell not understand?

It is all part of a glaring trend that goes beyond the game of American Football. Unfortunately, it starts at home. Western cultures are coddling our children more – protecting them from everything even remotely dangerous. We, as a society, are trying our best to keep our children away from almost every adult possible, Mature-rated video games, open electric sockets, bullies, marijuana, liberals and the Internet.

If you want further proof of the wussification of our culture, listen or watch George Lopez’s last HBO comedy special. Though his grandparents actually abused Lopez, there were degrees of that abuse that were once considered proper behavior modification in those days. But, in agreement with Lopez, some of today’s behaviors – even as adults – are absolutely true.

Yet, we live in a world of extremes. While some parents overprotect their children, others just don’t care. Are they wussies for neglecting of their children to the point of seeing them off to jail? I certainly say so. It takes a strong adult to raise a child. It also takes a village to help that strong adult out. You’re a wussie if you don’t care about kids acting up – anywhere!

I know a lot of my friends (including my brother and sister-in-law, who just celebrated their 20th anniversary – congrats!) who have children and love them very dearly. Please understand this blog post is not about you! It is about everyone else who perpetuates this culture of the wussed-out child. Believe me, you would rather not have them grow up to become hipster doofuses.

But seriously, who’s to blame for the wussification of American society? Don’t look at me! Don’t even look at the GLBT community, either! We have nothing to do with the changes in parenting or the NFL. We have nothing to do with the wussification of American society. We use snowblowers, shovels, roof rakes – just like your snow removal service! And, we attend NFL games – in the cold, too!

So, buck up, Vikings fans! You have whined for the three weeks after the roof caved in on the Metrodome about being snakebitten by a sunken dome and La Nina – do me a favor and suck it up. I’m sure Governor Rendell will agree with that summation…

A Meeting of The Blogs on Boxing Day

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Photo by Randy Stern

How do I wind down this Holiday season?

Yesterday, which is Boxing Day in the British Commonwealth, a friend of mine announced a “change of venue” for their annual soccer watching party in Minneapolis. Luckily, they moved it to downtown Minneapolis to a place that was open early enough to accommodate them. On a lark, I decided to stop by – say “hi” to KJ and catch up a bit.

KJ introduced me to Brian, a fellow blogger – from another sport. We talked about how each league (MLB v. MLS) try to integrate fans and online content together. I explained how the MLBlogosphere worked and Brian told me issues that MLS had. We also explained the differences between baseball and soccer fans in terms of interest, passion and temper.

The thing about soccer in North America is the degree of passion from a relatively smaller (and extremely diverse) pool of dedicated fans. The “beautiful game” has been adopted from many elements from world soccer into a somewhat kindler, gentler manner. Supporter groups for each North American team are reverent and dedicated to the clubs – even to criticize management and players for wrongs they committed. Yet, they’re harmless compared to say the most hooligan of hooligans in the game elsewhere in the world. What I mean by harmless is…OK, not all North American supporter groups and fans are non-violent.

Yes, soccer matches have more noise going on than baseball games. Yes, soccer supporter groups make up for a vast majority of the noise at the soccer pitch. IN North America, you can still bring your family – soccer moms, kids in AYSO and all – to a match without fear of some hooligan acting a fool in your section.

Brian also pointed something interesting. In North America, there are more blogs dedicated to covering soccer than there are in other parts of FIFA’s world. It is not a proportionate stat, but rather a per capita one. It is surprising to hear that in major soccer nations that fan blogging is not as strong as it is here.

There is a point to this – a plug for Brian’s blog! Check out Inside Minnesota Soccer! He covers every aspect of the game in North America, including anything pertaining to Minnesota’s place in soccer. Brian has been very successful with his readership by also utilizing Twitter. KJ admitted that he wasn’t aware of some issues in the game if it weren’t for Brian’s Twitter feed.

In short, Brian’s blog kicks this blog’s behind. But, hey, any friend of KJ’s (a native St. Louisan and a Cardinal fan!) is indeed cool with me.

So, do me a favor – if you have at least a slight interest in futbol, check Brian’s blog out as linked above! Show him some support, too!

Of Ted Nugent, Don Cherry and John Rocker

Wait, was that John Rocker rearing his head again?

As a local Facebook friend pointed out last night, Baltimore Orioles’ slugger Luke Scott sat down with Yahoo! Sports’ “Answer Man” for a 20-minute talk during baseball’s Winter Meetings near Walt Disney World. It was interesting, as a Minnesotan would say.

OK, we get it: You’re a devout fundamentalist Christian, a hunter, love firearms and defend the Second Amendment, follow Ted Nugent and his “Cat Scratch Fever” and such…and you’re a “Birther.”

In case we forgot – or would rather forget – “Birthers” are those who believe that the President of the United States was not born in Honolulu, Hawai’i two years after it became the 50th State of the Union – but, rather, outside of the United States itself. If the latter is true, then President Obama was elected in violation of the Constitution. Scott is not alone in this ideal – yet, he appears to be the only person in baseball stating his opinion loudly.

It’s not the first time we had a player state some divisive things to the media since the arrival of Jackie Robinson to the Brooklyn Dodgers. Anyone remember John Rocker? I know a lot of us would rather forget – but, we simply can’t. The idea of writing a blog like this is to bring up the past when appropriate. This is one of those times.

Yet, Scott’s voice was not as loud as Don Cherry‘s was on Tuesday when the loudest voice in hockey made his opening remarks before Ron Ford’s inaugural speech as the new Mayor of Toronto. If you watched Cherry on Hockey Night in Canada on CBC, you know his wardrobe is even more outrageous than TBS/TNT Sports correspondent Craig Sager’s. Cherry topped himself in a pink suit with a tropical motif – wearing it in honor of the “left-wing pinkos” who criticized his appearance at the opening of the new City Council. Cherry spoke for less than 20 minutes – but he created more impact in less time than Scott did to Yahoo! Sports.

One thing I’ve learned with people who have diametric views than I do is to never assume what else they’re thinking. Speculating and assuming whether they’ll go further in their beliefs to point to more hatred than they aired publicly is dangerous water to tread. But, who knows what will come next from Scott – and, that’s my fear.

I’m certain Scott is not the only player who enjoys hunting, guns, faith and disagrees with the current government in Washington. However, since the John Rocker situation, rarely have we heard anyone speak out about their beliefs and philosophies as Scott did on Wednesday.

Sure, I’m about Freedom of Speech and Freedom of Expression. I’m also about the Constitution and our freedoms based on the laws of our land. Still, I also have the right to cringe at what I read, hear and watch when someone not only attacks the integrity of the President – regardless of how we feel about him and the current political situation. I also have the right to be offended – as Cherry certainly did in his insulting speech at the Toronto City Council.

Now, I wait…wondering what will Luke Scott has to say next. No matter how many stones or bullets he let fly to some of us, Scott will never deter me from enjoying the game I love.

Besides, I’m not an Orioles fan. Can you say “Peter Angelos?”

Meanwhile, in Orlando…or, I Stepped Off a Viking Ship!

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“Dude, I was so there last Sunday!” Photo by Randy Stern

Before I embark on the second most important piece of writing in my life (in terms of getting that blasted Master’s Degree), I figured I’d punch my ticket on here and spill some stuff on my mind…

After all, baseball’s winter meetings near Walt Disney World are happening right now in Disney’s back yard. There’s been crazy stuff happening already…so, here they are…

• Victor Martinez goes to Detroit so the Red Sox can get Adrian Gonzalez from San Diego and move Kevin Youkilis back to third. Not bad – I like it!

• The Giants let Juan Uribe head to the Los Angeles Dodgers. And, which McCourt will have to be responsible if this doesn’t work out?

• The Padres did send Miguel Tejada to the World Champions – and, why? I don’t get that move…

• Derek Jeter and Mariano Rivera decided to stay with the New York Yankees after all. They know they have a place in Monument Park when they’ve hung up the cleats for good…

• The Washington Nationals let Adam Dunn go to the Southside of Chicago. For who? Paul Konerko? Gee, does Kenny Williams not want Konerko back at U.S. Cellular Field?

• In turn, Mike Rizzo snags the Phillies’ Jayson Werth for all of Al Lerner’s money. $126 Million is what’s Jayson’s Werth…yeah, I’m all here all week!

• Meanwhile, the Colorado Rockies get Ty Wigginton, Ryan Theriot lands in St. Louis and Tony Gwynn, Jr. heads to the Dodgers. Did I miss anyone?

• The Expansion Era (sub)committee of the Veteran’s Committee of the Baseball Hall of Fame (are you tired yet by reading this? I am!) selected longtime General Manager Pat Gillick for induction next July! Can I get an “amen?” How about a “hallelujah?”

• Today, the Commissioner paid tribute to Joe Torre, Lou Piniella, Bobby Cox and Cito Gaston. And the point of the presser was?

• Again, Cliff Lee is the prized free agent for umpteenth time in just a small period of his career. Are we tired of him wanting to play musical ball clubs? I am! Wake me up when he actually signs with someone before he reports to Spring Training.

• Dear Jim Tracy, thanks for the scare this morning. It’s good that you had Carney Lansford by your side when you went unconscious. You already had the Denver area on edge for the second day in a row…

On a somewhat related note, I also want to publicly thank my (former) colleague Barry from Lavender Magazine for getting a few of my friends and some other folks together for the Vikings-Bills game inside the Metrodome. I was pretty down on the Purple Gang, but I’m still not completely back on the Viking Ship. I had fun at the game, though! It was a necessary diversion from the insanity of finishing the second-to-last semester of graduate study. The reason why I mention Barry is that he’s the man responsible for the two “Out in The Stands” outings with the Twins. He did drop me some hints on next year’s group event. Hmmm…I may have to partake, then…

Well…catch y’all before Santa makes his way to your chimney!

Baseball and World AIDS Day

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It’s not an ambulance… Photo by Randy Stern

To quote Barbra Streisand: “Memories, may be beautiful, but yet/ What’s too painful to remember/We simply choose to forget.”

Sorry, those were the first lyrics that came to mind when thinking about this blog post.

Today is World AIDS Day. It is not a topic of discussion across the Blogosphere, but it has touched the game in various ways. Whether the impact was positive or negative, to have the discussion of the HIV virus in the context of baseball always constitutes an awkward dance.

Perhaps I should discuss this awkward dance by pointing out key names and organizations that have put the two entities of baseball and HIV/AIDS in the same room.

GLENN BURKE: When he arrived with the Los Angeles Dodgers, the Oakland, California-native had a lot of promise. He was a brilliant minor leaguer that scouts love to watch. Upon arriving with the big team, he continued his rise to the game with enthusiasm and a willingness to show his teammates he can play. Though he gave the world the “high-five,” Burke dealt with some demons. Beyond Burke’s homosexuality, he contracted HIV which was quickly converted into AIDS. His life was also spiraling out of control due to the way he was sent off from the game – ostracized by it – eventually hitting levels beyond bottom. A year before he died, Burke’s AIDS diagnosis was made public. The Oakland A’s did reach out to him to raise funds for his care. He would become only the first baseball player to come out, but not the first to have contracted AIDS – and died due to complications of the disease.

ALAN WIGGINS: No discussion of baseball and AIDS is complete without talking about the quick San Diego Padres/Baltimore Orioles second baseman who died of complications from AIDS prior to Burke’s death. It’s been said that he contracted the disease through his extensive drug use possibly leading back to his playing days. Neither Burke or Wiggins are poster subjects for AIDS in baseball – they shouldn’t be. However, his daughter, Candice of the WNBA’s Minnesota Lynx, continues to advocate the cause of HIV/AIDS in her father’s name.

THE SAN FRANCISCO GIANTS: In 1994, the Giants teamed up with the Until There’s a Cure Foundation for a unique promotion that would break a wall between the game and the virus. Until Earvin “Magic” Johnson made his announcement of his HIV status, any support for fundraising for the virus was kept away from presumably masculine institutions due to the stigma of the majority of the virus’ victims – gay/bisexual men. Once the door opened up that the virus is not exclusive to this population – and it can hit anyone – the Giants felt an obligation to the fans they had not been able to reach out to for an annual fundraiser to bridge the HIV/AIDS (and the GLBT community) with the game. This year, the newly crowned World Series champions held its 17th annual Until There’s a Cure Day. They know that as long as the virus is still out there, the Giants will be there to help raise funds to do something about it.

ROBERTO ALOMAR: Supposedly, there are accusations stating the former Toronto Blue Jays/Baltimore Orioles/etc. star has AIDS. This news had been under the radar for no particular reason – except for the Postseason. Is this true? When there are more accusations than confirmations – you have to question the facts. But, what if it was true? How will the fans perceive this future Hall of Famer? I can only imagine the outrage considering the circumstances of these accusations – including his wife stating he exposed her to the virus. Whether or not it is true, I can feel the discussion rising to the surface again throughout the game. Perhaps it will come with a lesson for anyone to take responsibility with their lives outside the ballpark.

ALMA MARTINEZ: Being the Los Angeles Dodgers’ representative of this year’s “People Magazine’s 30 Stars Among Us,” it was a leap of faith to give the spotlight to this woman from Redondo Beach. What Martinez have done for the past sixteen years have been bridging care and concern with people throughout Los Angeles who are low income and HIV-positive. Her Sin Barreras/Friends non-profit group achieves this by bridging medical care, providing food and social opportunities to these people on the outskirts of life. For the Dodgers to support her and the cause she works hard to provide the best services for is indeed a major step. For Major League Baseball to honor her is gratifying indeed to this particular fan!

THE HEIRLOOM: Of course, this is the first time I’ve discussed a cause on this blog. It is something I am very familiar with as to the number of people I’ve known over the years who had contracted the virus and/or have died due to its complications. I am HIV-negative. I came into the disease with full knowledge of what it can do and the stigmatism it continue to have upon me and my people. I delayed coming out in the 1980s because I feared that I could easily die from it since there were no tethers or nets in the gay community to keep others from not contracting it. Since the Magic Johnson revelation, I made sure to do what I can to keep myself safe from contracting the virus.

Yet, I do not wear a red ribbon. Why should I? My views of HIV have been beyond the point of asking for a cure. It is wondering when the ignorance and stupidity around the virus will end so we can go forward in ensuring its demise. This anger is not just aimed towards those who stigmatize whole populations of people with the pall of the virus, but rather those who are supposed to do something about it. For example, I get angry when someone who is HIV-positive is acting irresponsibly putting people I know at risk. I also get angry at others who try to create more drama around someone’s confirmed or supposed HIV status even for public consumption.

To channel this anger, I do what I can to help support the events and organizations involved with providing HIV/AIDS services in the region. In the spring, I support one of the walk teams for the AIDS Walk here in the Twin Cities, supporting the Minnesota AIDS Project. I have also continued as a photographer to the area’s Dining Out for Life, supporting the Aliveness Project. In my current grad school Residency, the organization I am working with, the One Voice Mixed Chorus, participates in HIV-related events around the year.

Yet, I am concerned that the game, as a whole, is not doing anything else about this cause beyond what the World Champions are doing. It will take a sea change in terms of looking at HIV/AIDS from a stigmatized point of view. It will take more than just avoiding jokes and clubhouse behaviors to respect the disease that has been in our midst for the past 30 years. I do not have the answers in doing so. I’ll leave that up to you to find ways to help Major League Baseball and all organizations associated throughout baseball to find a way to humanize the cause with the game.

Thirty years is too long for people to avoid a subject like this.

The Heirloom/Randy supports the following HIV/AIDS resources…
Minnesota AIDS Project
The Aliveness Project
Calendar of World AIDS Day event from the Minnesota Department of Health
World AIDS Day 2010

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