You know, it irks me to no end when people are afraid to walk around (downtown/VCU campus) Richmond because they think it’s dangerous. The only reason they feel so is because they are so naive as to what an urban setting is. It’s a CITY!
But, it is nice being back home because you can hear this ^ without the sound of cars and taxi-cabs.
(Severe thunderstorms and tornado warnings are currently ravaging the East Coast.)
(Since Earth Day is fast approaching.) It takes millions of gallons of water each day to wash towels that were only used once. (P.S. Prepare yourselves for a rapid growth in environmentally-friendly posts until April 22.)
The infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind. The sheer number of experiences I could have is uncountable, breathtaking, and I’m sitting here refreshing my inbox. We live in trapped loops, reliving a few days over and over, and we envision only a handful of paths laid out ahead of us. We see the same things each day, we respond the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a light variation on the last, every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of societal norms. We act like if we just get through the day, tomorrow, our dreams will come back to us.
And no, I don’t have all the answers. I don’t know how to jolt myself into seeing what each moment could become. But I do know one thing: The solution doesn’t involve watering down my every little idea and creative impulse for the sake of some day easing my fit into a mold. It doesn’t involve tempering my life to better fit someone’s expectations. It doesn’t involve constantly holding back for fear of shaking things up.
It is the first time in school history that VCU has even made it to the Sweet Sixteen, let alone Elite Eight and now Final Four (third 11th seed EVER to do so, by the way). I decided last August upon starting at VCU that I was going to follow its basketball with everything in my being, buying shirts and memorabilia before the season even started. If the NCAA hadn’t expanded their tournament this season, VCU wouldn’t even be in this. And here we are. Not only have we made our way to the Final Four, but we demolished teams like Georgetown (experiencing their biggest deficit all season from playing VCU) and Purdue (most points allowed in a game — 94 to be exact — by none other than VCU), and even Kansas. Whether you’re a believer yet, and no matter what happens tonight OR Monday, following this team from game one of the regular season has been such a ride, and one I will never forget.
For certain people (You know who you are), and especially certain Orioles fans...
"The thing that annoys me the most is that it’s so easy to blame the Red Sox payroll when you’re getting your asses kicked. The Texas Rangers went to the World Series last year with the 26th highest payroll in baseball. When small market teams suck, they blame the big market teams, and when they win, they want all the credit for it.
To be quite honest, the guys with the highest payrolls on the Red Sox are the least productive. John Lackey, Josh Beckett, JD Drew? You really want to whine about them? Meanwhile, you’re getting 19 wins dropped on you by Jon Lester, who was homegrown, and is making less than $6 million, and Dustin Pedroia’s winning MVPs making around the same.
Like I said in my original post when the Showalter’s comments first came out, there’s far more to being a successful general manager than just dumping money on free agents. The Red Sox have homegrown talent all over the diamond, in their rotation, and in their bullpen. Theo’s baseball operations department is envied by every organization in baseball, and it’s only reflected by the jealous comments made by members of under-performing organizations.”