Skip Bayless - Here's a Kit-Kat

Background: Skip Bayless, the infamous Lebron James hater, said a short while back that Lebron James was not as good a basketball player as Kobe Bryant because Lebron could only win a game by driving to the bucket while Kobe hits jump shots. Skip proceeded to declare on the air that if Lebron hit a game-winning jump-shot, he would dance on the ESPN First Take desk for the entire show.

Well, as some of you know, Lebron hit a game-winning shot with 0.1 second on the clock to beat the Golden State Warriors by 1 point @ Golden State's home floor. There were mass amounts of online posts and chain letters appearing that were encouraging Cavs fans to email Skip to live up to his word. Today on ESPN First Take, Skip addressed this topic but said that it technically wasn't a buzzer-beater since Golden State is the worst defense in the NBA. No dancing. No living up to his word.

So, I took the liberty of sending Skip Bayless and ESPN First Take an email. Here is what it said.

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I used to watch Cold Pizza all the time, then it switched over to First Take and I still watch it all the time. Skip Bayless is obviously the biggest Lebron James hater, in the truest sense of the word. However, I always thought it was just his (never humble) opinion and that he was acting it up a little bit. But after his inability to fess up (again) and admit that Lebron hit a clutch game-winning shot (again) with 0.1 second on the clock over a 6'10" defender on January 23, I will stop watching First Take altogether because I now know for sure that it's completely 100% "for show" and that I cannot count on any true talk to come out of Skip's mouth. And to think I DVR'd today's episode to see Skip live up to his word and provide some real entertainment... mistake. Remember this?

"If the Cavs somehow manage to beat the Wizards, I'll admit they're good."
We swept the Wizards.
"If the Cavs somehow manage to beat the Nets, I'll admit they're good."
We beat the Nets 4-1.
"That doesn't mean anything! If the Cavs beat the Pistons, which won't happen, then they're the best in the East."
We beat the Pistons 4-2, including one of the best single-game performances in NBA playoff history.

This string of events was a couple years ago, but the same theme rings true. Lebron took a terrible team and single-handedly turned them into contenders in just a few seasons being a pro. Lebron FINALLY has a supporting cast that is worth anything at all, and look what his team is doing now! To Skip I would ask him to be a man, be realistic, and be somewhat of a real person instead of trying to act out this "character" you've been for so long. If you do that, I'll hear about it and will continue to watch the show. But that's not happening, so you've lost one dedicated viewer (and a couple others that I know of) by simply continuing to be childish and never being able to admit you're wrong. And I know I'm only one viewer, and you don't care about me 'cuz you're too big for that; But in order to be a sports talk show personality (oh wait, I just gave in to your sole goal of building a personality), you have to be able to admit the story where there is a story... The story this year has been Lebron James and his Cleveland Cavaliers. Grow up.
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Well, that's it. I thought I'd share it with you all! Go Cavs!

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

Now that the election is over...

I am very, very relieved that the election is over. Like many, I cannot stand the days, weeks, and months leading up to Election Day in early November. I don't like politics as a whole, and I definitely do not enjoy watching or listening to commercials and advertisements, no matter which candidate they endorse. Radio, television, and all over the internet - you can't get away from them! But they're over now, for a while at least. Election Day was hectic with high voter turnout, long lines, discouraging polls, and tense anticipation, but the outcome was what many predicted - an Obama victory.

I voted for John McCain to be the next president of the United States of America because his stance on many of the platform issues line up with my personal and, when applicable, Biblical beliefs. That is all that matters when it comes to voting. What do the candidates believe, what do they stand for, and how do those beliefs and values line up with your own? That alone is how one should vote, not because so-and-so and I are both from Party A, or because so-and-so is from Party B, which is the same party to which the current president belongs. Assumed association was falsely used by both sides in this campaign, and I am sick and tired of it. But it's over now. Phew! I think John McCain is a stand-up man with integrity and a sincere, obvious love for this country that nobody can deny. I know he would have been a great president had he been elected. However, he was not elected, so my (our) next president is going to be Barrack Obama.

However, this is not like rooting for your son's football team to win the state championship, watching the team lose the game, and having the season end right there as you watch the opponent hoist the trophy in victory. Rather, it is like rooting for your own team to win the regional championship against a familiar in-conference opponent, losing the game, and then realizing you have no other choice than to root for the team that beat you, because, in a sense, they represent you and your league in the games to come. All the while, you are still a fan of that sport as a whole, so you’ll continue to watch.

The election is strikingly similar. I voted for John McCain because I had a personal interest in what he stood for and what he believed. Now that he has lost, it is only logical and right for me to root for (doesn’t mean I have to agree with) the man that beat John McCain (I wasn't the only one rooting in the game in the first place) because he still does and will continue to represent the United states of America, and I sure want him to do it well. Also, I am still an American. For me to absolutely shun President-elect Obama because I don't agree with him would be completely immature. Many seem to be taking this track for some reason or another. The election is over, and I/we lost. As long as I voted, I did my part to at least try to make a difference. Now, going forward, all I can do is hope that Barrack Obama is who he says he is and does what he promised to do on some issues. Even anchors on CNN and Fox News last night stated numerous times that "Those who voted for Obama still don't know exactly who or what they voted for, but they are hoping that .." This statement arose from the fact that Obama was ultra-liberal when Senator but has had his crossover moments when he thought it necessary to gain a certain group's or demographic's vote (see his campaign against Hillary Clinton). Right or wrong, I think this is very appropriate statement made by those anchors in this situation. Many blindly voted for Obama just because he was running against someone in the same party as President Bush, which is indeed faulty reasoning as I mentioned before.

Obama promised so much "change" and to bring back the "American dream" and told Americans to believe that "we can".. We can what? Anybody could have said those things, but Obama did it impressively, with an evident charisma that blindly captivated the American audience. Now that he got his wish of being President of the USA, I hope he steps up to the plate and delivers what he said he would deliver in that respect. That's all I'm left to do, is hope. However, there are still many areas in which I disagree with Obama, and my stance on those areas will not change. That is for sure. All I'm saying is that instead of hating on Obama like many who opposed him continue to do, I say we be mature about this and hope that those rumors and nightmares we've heard about him are untrue. In other words, let's give him a chance. Maybe I/we were wrong? I think we should give him a chance. There are many speculations out there regarding Obama that have negative and sometimes downright scary strings attached. They very well may be true, but what if they aren't? Only time will tell.

My point is - politics have always been and will continue to be corrupt. Let's not add to the mess by choosing to support or not support someone because of his party affiliation. I do not agree with lots of things he stands for, and on those I (and we) should not and will not change. However, when it comes to him being our next president and a fellow American of mine, I am going to be here hoping he does a great job!

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

I just started typing, and this came out

I have a headache right now. There could not be a better time for me to be listening to music through headphones while staring at a bright computer screen in the middle of my darkened bedroom, right? I guess it's probably not the brightest idea, but what else am I to do? It's the same thing every single day, even on weekends. I've spent the last 7 hours of my life watching college football on television. I missed the first half of the Wisconsin/Michigan game because I was busy putting up 63 points on Cincinnati in Madden '09. Brady Quinn (I) went 16 of 17 for 460+ yards and 7 TD (no picks) to go along with my 240 yards rushing. Wow, the Bengals' defense is terrible even in a video game! I followed that game up with a very poor performance against Pittsburgh in the final regular season game. I scored 21 points in the first 3 minutes of the game then proceeded to throw five picks, but I still beat the Steelers by 20-some to finish my undefeated regular season with the Browns. I play on All-Pro, which is the level right below All-Madden, and it's really boring right now. I'm a pretty good Madden player and really need to move up to All Madden, but anyone that plays Madden will tell you that the difference between Rookie -> Pro and Pro -> All Pro is not even close to the difference between All Pro -> All Madden. Once I win the Super Bowl, I'm going to move up to All-Madden and force myself never to look back. But I am really guessing you did not want to hear any of what I just told you. It means nothing to you, and you don't really care. (Unless yo'ure a Madden player who understands what I'm talking about, even in which case you still don't care!) Very little of what I do affects anybody, and I, myself, have very little to look forward to every week as it is. What do I do? I go to work five days a week, Monday through Friday from 7:30am to 4:30pm. Then what? I drive home and watch three episodes of Everybody Loves Raymond from 5-6:30. After that I normally take a quick glance at Yappi and JJHuddle (used to before I got kicked off) to see if there's anything worth talking about. Online sports forums is another topic I want to talk about some day, but I really feel like continuing to randomly rant instead of keeping to a topic. But yah, I do absolutely nothing all week until Friday night where I keep stats for a football team, then go to another game Saturday morning and watch football on television all Saturday afternoon and evening (yep, that's today). I go to church Sunday morning, then watch football all Sunday on television. Wait, somewhere between Saturday's games and Sunday's games I put the finishing touches on my four fantasy football teams/leagues. It adds some competition to my life, fantasy sports that is. I have actually been in the fantasy baseball championship match the last two weeks, and it concludes tomorrow. I'm trailing a little going into the final two days, but my guys have really stepped it up this week after totally choking the first seven days. So, in evaluating what I actually do, I have thought why do I really need to work? (Don't take this the wrong way. I love my job!) I'm paying off my car and my student loans. Outside of that, I don't have a family of my own to care for. Who knows when that will happen. Well, at least I know that if I turn 30 and am still single, I have a few friends that are buying me a Russian mail-order wife. At least I have a backup plan, right? But not for another 8 years. Until then, I guess it's the same old same old? Actually, that brings me to the exact thought that prompted me to write this blog. I saw the Alabama 24 Georgia 0 score in middle of the 2nd quarter and asked myself when the last time was that I had a meaningful, heart-to-heart conversation with someone. You know what's weird? Anyone that has been around me for sometime will tell you that I am often wordy (isn't it obvious), that I have a unique way with words, are pretty articulate, and can debate/think on my feet pretty well.

But to tell you the truth, the most meaningful and fulfilling conversations I have had in the past four years have been over the phone with someone I truly care for; and those conversations were completely full of times I could not think of anything to say not because I was bored or because it was awkard, but because we were discussing something that was meaningful, something that meant something.

I always want to say the right thing in the right way, and maybe I correct others too much for not saying things properly (I'm an anal grammar/English nut). But even in those moments where both of us were silent, both trying to think what we wanted to say and what the other was trying to say as good friends do, it was a moment(s) that I will never forget and that I truly miss experiencing. I long to be as close with someone again so that we can have those conversations, experience those moments of intellectual stimulation that goes past that of simple statistics or facts and extends into meaningful and relevant logic and emotion. I'm looking for someone that will force me to be a better person, not for my own self-conscience but so that others may not have to deal with the bitter person I have been at times over the past few years. That's one word that I am embarassed to say describes me to an extent right now - bitter. I'm kind of embarssed to admit that, because I really don't like bittnerness, but it's the truth. I need an accountability partner - someone neutral and someone that will push me. Everyone has best friends and good friends and acquaintances you get along with, and for those people I am undoubtedly and eternally grateful. However, I think you know what I'm talking about. I am so anxious to find "the one" not because I think "it's about time" or because I haven't had a relationship in a while. That's not why. It's hard to explain, but it's much more important than me. It's about the difference she and I could make in our community (or wherever) when we finally find each other. Everyone has potential and unique skills and talents. I'm no different, but I'm not not using mine, whatever they might be. I have always believed that the "true you" is never fully revealed until you meet that someone that forces it out of you. That is when you find out all the good (and/or bad) that has been built up inside of you. I just hope and think that there is more good left in me than bad. I guess the word that comes to mind right now is motivation. What is really pushing me right now? I really think my Faith will be taken to another level, too, when I finally find the one. I am trying my hardest right now, no doubt! But I am looking forward to that extra level of motivation. Moving into my own apartment is one thing that would consolidate me from so-called "distractions" and enable me to focus on more important things and get me out of my day-to-day pattern. But as many college students can relate, I can't really move out when I have to pay off my college education.

I think I just ran into a dead end. Haha! That was weird. I was typing right along the last little while, but my head just went blank. Hmm... I guess it's time to go watch the rest of the Georgia/Alabama game, which is 31-3 late in the 3rd quarter. Wow, I've been typing for a long time! I am sorry for the length. Leave feedback if you wish!

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

Triway Tops Manchester in League Opener

For both Manchester and Triway, this game was going to be a true measuring stick to see where each team stood. Manchester came into the night at 3-0, having beaten Smithville (3-1) in week 1, scoring 50+ points in each of its last two games, and being ranked #7 in DIV in the latest AP poll. Triway on the other hand came in at 2-1, getting a highlight win over DV playoff contender Waynedale in the previous week. Last season's matchup was won by Triway [I]at[/I] Triway, and this year's game was at the same location. That set up for what could be a deciding game in the Principal Athletic Conference race.

Manchester's bread and butter for decades has been their Big 10-like running philosophy, and this year is no different as they had already accumulated over 1,000 yards in their first 3 games on the ground. They didn't show any signs of slowing down in the first quarter as they jumped up on the Titans early as Hunter ran through a gaping hole in the line on his way to a 32-yard touchdown run. That would be it for Manchester's potent rushing attack, though. After their 74 rushing yards in the first quarter, they only amounted for 5 rush yards in the second, 16 in the third, and 7 in the fourth to finish with 102 on the ground.

Triway's Ben Cline followed up his 200-yard performance against Wayedale with another exceptional night against the Panthers. The 6' 195lb Senior running back answered right back with a bust up the middle and outran everyone down the sidelines on his way to a game-tying 64-yard run with just under three minutes to go in the first quarter.

The second quarter was all Triway. Ben Cline got going again by tacking on a 52-yard scamper down the sideline for a touchdown to give Triway a lead they would hold the rest of the game. The ensuing kickoff return saw Triway's Kenny Goldstein get a helmet on the ball as it came [I]flying[/I] out of Kreakbaum's hands and was pounced on by Triway's Patrick Jones to give the Titans excellent field position and a chance to break the game open. The Titans capitalized with 2:40 to go as Sophomore quarterback Derek Carmichael found senior wide receiver Stephan Shehy for a 13-yard strike to put the Titans up 20-7 at halftime.

The game slowed down in the 3rd quarter as both teams were trying to implement their halftime adjustments but could not get anything going. Manchester was winning the field position battle, though, as they upped the intensity and backed Triway up to its own 1 yard line by halfway through the fourth quarter. On 3rd down, Carmichael threw the ball down the sideline for what could have been a much-needed first down, but it was picked offf by Hunter of Manchester. Like clockwork after an emotional turnover, Manchester quarterback Stephen King went for it all on the very next play, finding his tall, physical receiver Tim Pfeiffer in the end zone for a 20-yard TD pass.

That would be all for the Manchester offense, though. After being held on 4th down in their own territory with just over 3 minutes to go in the game, Manchester's defense began to make mistakes. Two personal foul penalties assisted Triway in their game-sealing scoring drive that finished with 1:43 on the board and was capped off by Carmichael's 1-yard plunge into the end zone on 3rd down and goal.

The game was ultimately put on ice when Triway's Brandon Butcher (4 tackles, 1 TFL, 3 sacks, 1 INT) picked off King with under 30 seconds to go in the game. King started the game 0-8 passing and finished 8-22 for 143 yards, 1 TD and 2 interceptions (other intercepted by Triway's Kenny Goldstein). Manchester's star running back Zac Kreakbaum, who coming into the game had piled up 444 yards and 8 rushing TD's had only 51 yards on 12 carries. Hunter finished with 67 yards on 6 totes with his first quarter score.

Triway was led on the ground by Ben Cline who finished with 171 yards and 2 touchdowns on 21 carries. Carmichael, whose first varsity start came in the previous week's win over 3-1 Waynedale, was still filling in for normal starter Cole Drake who was out for the 2nd week in a row with a bruised knee. Carmichael showed no signs of inexperience as he exhibited a gutsy, physical, and [I]effective[/I] performance by going 11-14 for 68 yards with 1 TD and 1 interception. His primary target was fellow Sophomore Sawyer Polen who caught 7 passes for 35 yards.

Both teams will need to get back to work as they have key PAC-7 matchups coming up next week. Triway travels to undefeated CVCA in what could be another telltale game for the PAC-7 lead. They hope their defense can keep up their strong play up front as they will face one of the best running backs in the state in Pettigrew. Manchester will host a 3-1 Fairless team that is playing inspired under a new coach.

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

It's Football Season!

I know it's a week late, but I am so excited that football season is finally upon us! Last week sparked the beginning of the Ohio high school football season. Where better to live during football season than in Ohio? Our high school football programs and traditions are among the best in the country, and the same goes for our collegiate programs. We of course have Ohio State, but we also have national power Mount Union amongst us. We are so privileged to live in a state that shows so much passion for the sport.

Football season is special.
It's Autumn, the cloudy skies and colorful leaves laying on the moist ground.
It's the beginning of a new school year, with the whole school getting excited for the Friday night matchups.
It is the whole community gathering at the same place at the same time to root and to critique.
It's the Friday Night Lights.
It's running down the field during opening kickoff.
The turnovers. The highlight reels.
It's high school student-athletes giving their all for a sport they love alongside the friends they love.
It's the memories.
It's graduating the year before, coming back to watch the game, and it turns out to be aspontaneous reunion.
It's having all the Seniors over at someone's house after the game, waking up sore early the next morning and migrating to films, together.
It's grabbing the newspaper as soon as you wake Saturday morning to catch up on all that happened the night before.
It's JV football, a time to nurse your sores (physical or emotional) while you still get to watch the game of football.
It's Friday night. It's Saturday night. It's a whole weekend.
It's going from the local games on Friday night to the big games at big venues on Saturday night.
It's the marquee matchups.
It's the high hopes and the letdowns.
It's the rivalries.
It's The Ohio State University.
It's the Horse Shoe verse the Big House.
It's the scarlet and gray verse the maize and blue.
During this time of year, football is life!

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

Dogs are Part of the Family

There are not many things in this world of which I am scared; only three, in fact. They are 1) awkward conversational moments, 2) endless ocean waters, and 3) the possibility of never finding a wife. That's it. However, there's been something creeping up on me for almost a year now that is beginning to scare me a little bit. One of my dogs is getting very old, and I'm afraid we're going to have to put him down sometime soon.

Anyone who has ever lost or had to put down a pet knows how hard it is. As the title of this blog says, "Dogs are Part of the Family." I guess you could substitute "dogs" with "pets," but I don't really like cats or birds or fish or iguanas, or cows (don't ask), so I'll stick with dogs. When I was about 17 or 18 years old we had to put down one of our 3 dogs, Brownleg. He was my brother's dog, and we had had him for over 16 years before his hips and legs got too weak to go up/down stairs or sit/stand up without pain or any progress whatsoever. He was indeed part of our family. I thought my dad, brother, and myself were all "manly men" with your typical reserved emotions; but that is one thing that, no matter how mature you are or how far away you see it coming or how much you try to prepare, still gets to you. We ended up taking Brownleg to the vet and then buried him when we got home, completing one of the toughest days any of us have ever gone through.

Well, we've had our yellow lab Max ever since I was in grade school, at least 10-12 years I think. He has been the one dog out of our three that I have bonded with the most. I used to be the one at home during summers taking care of him and the other dogs while my parents were at work, and my brother was the one that bonded with Brownleg (that leaves my mother's dog, Mo, our black lab that is mentally retarded but is wearing on me). Outside of the 2 years when I lived in Columbus for college, Max has slept in my room since as long as I can remember. When I come home late at night (which is a lot), he is always there laying underneath the kitchen table waiting for me. As I walk past the table to my bedroom where my computer and television are, he gets up from underneath the table and follows me into the room every time and lays down at the foot of my bed on the white-hair-layered, navy blue carpet. He will wait there until I get off the computer and crawl into bed, and then he'll get up and put his head on the side of my bed and wait for my okay before jumping up.

That's how it used to be, at least. About 2-3 months ago there were a few nights in a row where he would try to jump up onto my bed and would get stuck halfway, like a rock-climber losing his grip on the very top rock of a cliff. It was weird, because I seriously think that Max was embarassed when this happened. For about a month, I had to help him up onto the bed every night because he wouldn't jump without any assistance. After a while, I needed to completely pick him up and put him on the bed. After doing that for a while, I decided to force him to try to get up himself; but he would get stuck, and I kept having to help him back down off the side of the bed without hurting himself. He would then turn and cower by the foot of my bed for the rest of the night. After a few nights of this, I stopped giving him the okay and made him sleep at the foot of my bed.

After I stopped allowing Max up on my bed, he caught on quickly like most smart dogs would. But for some reason earlier this week, I was laying in bed and he put his head up on the foot of my bed like old times, waiting for me to tell him it was okay. I thought he had given up since I had, but I patted the bed and said "okay." He jumped right up like a champ... So proud of him. So, all this week he's been sleeping on my bed. I know deep down, though, that we are both setting him up for failure. But as I told my mom earlier this year, Max may not live another year or maybe two, so I'll let him jump up as long as he's able. I can handle the more-than-regular vaccuuming of my floor and changing/cleaning of my top blanket(s). Remember, he is one hairy, shedding dog!

As I type, Max is laying sprawled out on the carpet behind me, between me and my television/bed. But who knows how long we'll have him. I know the day is coming when we'll have to get rid of him, and I am kind of scared - I am curious as to how I will react. But that is still a little while off, so why am I dwelling? He is part of the family, and we will enjoy him as long as he's still with us.

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

Fantasy Football's Saddest Story

Every year I join a couple different fantasy football leagues, some on ESPN and others on Yahoo. I even used to host a competitive league every year for about 6+ years from during junior high until after high school. I always tried to be a fair and "professional" league commissioner when it came to the draft, the scoring system, the playoff structure, team transactions, and the overall operating of the league.

Ever since my friends have gone to college, it's been hard to maintain my own fantasy football league(s) each year, so I have focused more on joining others' leagues. Brian Teter runs a good league on ESPN that I enjoyed being a part of last year, even though I finished 2nd to last - it's not always about winning in fantasy football! I am in his league again this year and am ready to compete in the "knock-down, drag-out world of make believe football." (See Bud Light's Real Men of Genius: "Mr. Fantasy Football Manager Guy"... hilarious!)

Then there is another league I am in this year called "fantasy foozeball 2008" on Yahoo. There are 12 (twelve) teams in the league, so I thought it would be an interesting experience and a challenge as well. Those that are familiar with fantasy football know the disadvantages and lack of depth that come along with having a 12-team league when most leagues have 8-10 teams. Well, this league went downhill as soon as the draft was completed. It was an autopick draft; and when this happens, each member is basically at the mercy of the commissioner. Most commissioners will have a scheduled date and/or time for the draft and make sure all members of the league are aware when that is going to occur, but this league was not the case.

The commissioner set the draft status to "Ready" and the draft was completed a few hours later. However, that's not the aspect with which I have a problem. What I do have a problem with is how the draft went down, being the most shady draft I've ever been a part of. Well, I wasn't even a part of the draft, as it was almost done for us. A normal commissioner would set the draft status to "random" so that nobody has a clear advantage over anybody else. Up until this draft, I thought the worst case scenario was seeing the commissioner give himself the first overall pick. Maybe even worse than that would be setting up the draft to get the first overall pick and the first pick in each round thereafter. But no, what this commissioner did was worse than that. The person in charge of the league went and obviously hand-picked his team before the draft even started, and the rest of the teams were left to pick from whoever was still available. Remember, this is a 12-team league. Here is his roster accompanied by a brief explanation for those not familiar with the players' rankings:

QB- Tom Brady, Ben Roethlisberger
Explanation: Tom Brady was the #1 QB and #1 overall point-getter last year, and it wasn't even close. In many leagues he was the very first player drafted. He has all his receivers back and will be amazing again this year. According to ESPN, Ben Roethlisberger is the #5 QB in the NFL when it comes to fantasy, especially with the emergence of some of his receivers. Dont' worry, it gets better (or worse?).

WR- Randy Moss, Terrell Owens, Larry Fitzgerald, Braylon Edwards, Donte' Stallworth, Anthony Gonzalez
Explanation: Randy Moss is the #1 WR by far. Terrell Owens is easily the #2 WR. Edwards is the #4 WR, and Fitzgerald #11. Then he picked Stallworth 'cuz he's on the Browns and projected to be the #2 WR on the team behind Edwards (when Edwards doesn't get the TD catch, it's probably going to Stallworth), and Gonzalez 'cuz he is from Ohio State and has Peyton Manning throwing to him.

RB- Ladanian Tomlinson, Adrian Peterson, Frank Gore, Steven Jackson, Darren McFadden
Explanation: Probably the most ridiculous of all the positions, Tomlinson, Peterson, and Jackson are the #1, #2, and #3 ranked players in the entire draft (ahead of Tom Brady and Randy Moss) according to Yahoo, which is where this league is being hosted. Gore is the #7 RB, and McFadden is the big-name rookie from Arkansas that will be the primary back for Oakland this season.

TE- Jason Witten, K- Matt Stover, DEF- Chargers...
Explanation: I grouped this positions together since there is only one spot for each. I'll begin with Matt Stover at kicker. This is the weakest spot on the commissioner's team, yet Matt Stover is a sure Hall of Famer down the road, and the #1 most accurate kicker in the NFL's history. He is towards the back end of his career, but he's still been consistent over the years. Jason Witten at tight end is a highly-coveted pick. Although the tight end position was deep this year with 6-8 elite TE's out there, just having a TE of Witten's caliber is ridiculous considering the rest of his team. Last but certainly not least is his defensive team, the Chargers. Now, defenses can be inconsistent and somewhat unpredictable, and that is exactly why this team's manager picked San Diego: They are the #2 projected defense on Yahoo and #1 on ESPN, and they have been proven and consistent over the years.

Well, that is the team's roster of the worst screw-job I've ever seen in fantasy football. It was a very easy decision for me to drop all my players in that league and ask to be removed. Since then, I have been locked by the commissioner so I cannot post or trade or make any roster moves, which is awesome. Who cares? I'm also happy that someone other than the commissioner picked up some of my players which could help that person's team. After being through this situation and seeing how bad league commissioners can really get, I now see how good most commissioners are. Thank you, good guys!

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

Ode to the Offensive Linemen

I have heard the Ode to the Offensive Linemen a number of times over the years, and they are all true. There are a number of verions out there, but this one, I think, may say it the best. Here's to you, offensive linemen!

Offensive Linemen,

I am an offensive lineman
You will not see my picture on posters in young boy’s rooms.
You will not see boys wearing my number on replica jerseys.
I am an offensive lineman.

If I do my job, you will hear the crowd cheer
for the man carrying the ball.
You will be amazed at the statistics
my quarterback and running backs achieve.
My team will be successful. If I don’t do my job,
you will hear my coach complain to me.
You will hear fans complain about
my poor effort and lack of ability.
My team will fail.
I am an offensive lineman.

I am part of a corp of dedicated athletes.
Practice is harder for me.
Sprints are not easy for me like those of swift feet.
Conditioning asks more of me than those who touch the ball.
I do not complain.
It is my back on which the team depends.
I must work harder - I have more responsibility.
I am an offensive lineman.

I do not play a talent position.
I play a skill position.
Talent players see their names in the paper.
'The line did a great job tonight'
the talented player says in the paper.
You see, I have no name.
I am an offensive lineman.

I hold no grudge for the accolades given to my backs.
They are my teammates.
Their achievement is my reward.
I am a member of a corp of dedicated athletes.

I do not thrive on personal praise, glory or recognition.
I am satisfied with the companionship, loyalty
and cooperation of my fellow offensive linemen.
Achieving honor together is greater
than anything I can accomplish myself.
I am proud of the job I do and I am proud of the job WE do.
What others do for personal glory I do for my team’s triumph.
I'll never complain.
I will endure whatever is necessary so that
My team, My school and My community will be celebrated.
I am an offensive lineman

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

Ode to the Football Mom

I heard this poem on (and copied from) 98.1 WKDD this morning on my way to work, and it was very good! Fall is one of the best times of the year, especially in Ohio. Here's to all you football moms out there!

UPDATE: I have since been notified that the original author of this article/poem was Deb Krieg, and it was published in 1982. At the bottom of this page you can see a picture of the original publication, as well. Enjoy!

Football Moms,

You dreaded this year’s arrival, but it has come just the same - a year full of promise but so many “last times”.

You have been top-of-the-world elated when your son has a good night and endured his deathlike silences when he hasn’t. It is amazing how the family mood bobs with the rhythm of each game.

You have laughed, cried, screamed, sulked, pouted, sweat, pulled your hair, bit your nails, bit your tongue, paced, worried, shoved, frowned, and smiled all very gracefully and within a two hour span.

Such is the life of a Football Mom.

You may not be in on the big play, but you feel the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat right along with your son. You keep your composure when some fan behind you wants your son’s head while the opponent on the field is smashing it into the grass. “Get off him, that’s my baby”, you’d like to shout!

You breathe football at this time of year - especially this time of year when your heart whispers, “just a little longer”, as the season slides by. You plead and bargain, knowing full well that some other mother on the opponent’s team is making her own deal with the almighty, but you do it anyway, because you no more want it to end than your son does. You do not want to see the desperation in his eyes and the pain on his face as he struggles to put away childhood dreams. You are helpless in the stands with no way to make it better.

Is it worth it?

You bet it is!!!

Every lost sock and busy Friday night; every recovering Saturday; every aspirin; every ruined hair do; hot bath; goose bumps; and every obnoxious fan and sportswriter you’ve had to tolerate is worth it. The fun isn’t measured by how many times your son gets into the newspaper, the game or what he does when he gets there. The fun – what makes those trips to the ER for the pigskin stitches all worthwhile – is watching a game, watching what a sporting experience can do to convert your little boy into a young man. Watching him tackle the word and you have a front row seat!

You still see that rambunctious 5-year-old playing football in the yard. You bite your lip and hold back the tears because though you are fiercely proud of the man, you miss the boy. In fact, you mourn for all the little boys. You have watched them grow up together, plot and scheme together, win and lose together. They have raided your kitchen, camped out in your basement, stole your heart. They are blessed with something they will never have again. They know it and you know it.

So you pray that wonder will last another game, and then another, because as long as it does, you hang on to a piece of your boy for a bit longer. Watching him walk off that field one last time will be no less painful than giving birth to him all those years ago.

Enjoy the season moms – you’re the best! And, hey guys – don’t forget to give mom a bigger hug this week as the season starts. There’s nobody in the stand cheering for you harder!
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May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum

Unbelievable High School Coaching Situation

I have removed my post, but you are still able to read the comment that someone posted.

May God continue to bless you.
-Marcum