Sunday, September 14, 2014

Why I'm on Donald Sterling's side but not Danny Ferry's




     I hate political correctness.  I always have.  I have never been a fan of the idea that we all should say and act and do the same things.  Because people have real thoughts and feelings and were we to live in a world where everyone said what was really on their minds, the majority of us would wind up offended by someone constantly.  I don't necessarily think that would be the worst thing in the world. In order to effect change,  we have to start with the truth.  We can't eliminate racism without first acknowledging and understanding the feelings of the racist. The same for homophobia,  domestic violence,  or any other of societies ills. You will never be able to change a person's actions until you can change a person's feelings.  And you won't be able to change a person's feelings until you give them the space to say what they feel and why. Only then can you begin a real dialogue and talk about it.
     Political correctness is a band aid for real problems.  We don't really address how people feel,  just so long as they don't say anything publicly that offends the masses sensibilities.  Which in the case of Donald Sterling's phone call and the latest scandal with Danny Ferry, offense was handed out in spades. However I feel vastly different about both incidents.  Both had race at the core of the issue.  Both had negative comments about people of African American and African ancestry.  So why do I have empathy for one and not the other?  Circumstances. 
       In the case of Sterling's comments,  his incendiary comments that he made to his girlfriend about him not wanting her to associate with black people and bring them to games was a hot topic.  In the face of public outrage, he was forced to give up his team and has become the new face of racism in this country.  So why do I defend him? Because he was being racist in the privacy of his own home and the conversation, which he thought was between him and his girlfriend,  became public knowledge.  I think if you wiretap anyone in this country and taped them without their knowledge, everyone would offend somebody at some point.  If you were to tape me at the crib,  most days, I would offend probably every group of people under the sun every day.  Hell even I say messed up things about black people sometimes.  But if we are going to live in this climate of fake political correctness,  you have to leave people a space to let their actual thoughts out. I understand that in public we all have to hold hands and sing Michael Jackson's Heal the World together.  But Donald Sterling was hating black people in the privacy of his own home.  As far as I'm concerned,  that's his right as an American.  And while I don't agree with the message,  I agree with his right to feel how he feels. 
     The other thing I understand was the dynamic of the conversation.  Sterling was trying to explain to his girlfriend how he expected her to conduct herself when she was mixing and mingling with his people.  He was explaining the way things work, when you get around the elite power brokers of the NBA and what their respective unwritten rules are. Turns out he may have been more accurate than we know.  Which brings me to Danny Ferry.  
     Initially I was on his side too.  When he first was outed for the email in which he made statements to the effect of the Atlanta Hawks aren't profitable because the majority of the crowd is black and they don't tend to buy season tickets.  Which is true.  We don't.  He went on to express that white people might tend to stay away from games because they may feel uncomfortable being around such a large group of black people.  Hey, I get it. I'm black and sometimes I don't want to be around large groups of black people.  I think people confuse being racial with being racist. 
     But then came the comments on Luol Deng. Ferry was quoted as saying that Luol has a lil African in him as a reference to the stereotypes of Africans who will sell you something only for you to find out later it was cheap knockoff crap. What I found disturbing wasn't the statement itself,  but more of the idea that he said it at work during a player evaluation meeting.  Ferry claims he merely was reading a scouting report someone else wrote. Which I find disturbing. What else I found to be disturbing was the snickering and chuckling heard in the background of the tape. This indicates to me that these type of comments and attitudes are more common place than we expect.  Which is what Sterling was telling his girlfriend. 
         I don't expect Sterling or Ferry to love all races equally.  That's just naive. But to voice those opinions in a work environment and not have those opinions immediately denounced is unprofessional and says a lot about the work environment. You can't come to work hating black people.  Leave that attitude at home...where it belongs.  

Friday, September 12, 2014

How Much Longer is the Jay Cutler Era Going to Last?

    As a Bears fan, I get it. I do. I'm well aware of my beloved franchise's horrendous history at the quarterback position. Every time the Bears played the Packers, back in the day, they would always throw up the graphic of how many starting quarterbacks the Bears had since the Packers got Brett Favre. And if you've ever seen this list, it was the saddest collection of losers you could possibly see. Legendary names like Henry Burris, or Moses Moreno, or Peter Tom Willis, occupy places in Bears lore. We had Jim Harbaugh when he was still in his, figuring things out stage. We had Brian Griese. Brian Griese. When guys like Jonathan Quinn or Chad Hutchinson are your starters for years, I can forgive the Cutler infatuation. Jay Cutler, who we traded a heap of draft picks for, and given a ton of money to since, was supposed to change all that. He was supposed to be our first elite quarterback in decades. And we have been waiting years for that to kick in. It won't. Because I have figured out what Jay Cutler is....the most talented garbage quarterback of all time.


       There is a lot of reasons why Bears quarterback can suck. The lack of certain tools can make life hard for them. Some guys are terrible due to poor mobility and footwork, or because they can only throw to one side of the field...like this guy.
(Rick Mirer)

Some guys suck because they depend too much on their mobility and never develop the proper quarterback skills to thrive at the position. Like this guy.
(Kordell Stewart)
Some quarterbacks have the arm, but not the accuracy. Some have the accuracy but not the arm. Like these two guys.
(Rex Grossman and Kyle Orton...I swear if you could put them together, you'd have one good quarterback. Or the most noodle armed, inaccurate passer ever.)

Some guys just flat out sucked and didn't have the goods to begin with. Like this loser.
(Cade McNown)

       But Cutler was supposed to be different. He had a rocket arm. He had the accuracy. Every year I hear an analyst tell me that Jay Cutler has all the tools to be an elite quarterback and this was going to be the year he finally puts it all together. Except it never happened. Instead I got treated to year after year of the same things: Cutler making throws off his back foot. Cutler throwing across his body to the other side of the field. Cutler throwing the ball up to a quadruple teamed Brandon Marshall.  Cutler making incredibly stupid decisions and throws which ultimately cost us the game. Cutler getting surly with the media when they ask about the blown games or terrible throws. Cutler two hand shoving his offensive lineman in the chest on national television. I've seen a whole lot of bad out of Jay Cutler and not much good. He's been to the Pro Bowl just once and that was while he was still  a Denver Bronco. He had one playoff win since he's been here. I'll say that again. He's had one playoff win since he's been here. What do we do? Give him a $100 plus million dollar extension. For what?!? Well I'm not drinking the Kool Aid anymore. He's gotta go. I know the Bears execs amd fan base probably are scared that if we get rid of him, who knows the next time we would get a halfway decent replacement. But he's still gotta go. This whole thing was a good effort by our front office to end years of qb ineptitude and finally get us a franchise signal caller. Unfortunately, it just didn't work out. Time for the next thing. Stop talking like this dude is one day going to develop into something. He's thirty one years old. Whatever he was supposed to develop into he did. He is what he is. And no amount of  hoping is going to change that. Jay Cutler isn't great. He's just the greatest garbage quarterback of all time. And nothing short of winning a Super Bowl is going to change my mind.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

The Digital Jeezus guide to letting your boyfriend (or girlfriend) watch the game in peace

     Well, it's about to be football season once again.  Starting tomorrow girlfriends, wives, and significant others everywhere are going to be neglected by the NFL fan in their lives. Countless guys that I've talked to have already expressed their concern over being left alone to watch the game in peace.  Many dudes are in fear that their lady is going to barge in at the most critical part of the game and disrupt his gridiron utopia. But that's why Digital Jeezus is here to give you just a couple of simple rules to let everyone enjoy their Sundays. And Monday nights.  And occasionally Thursday evening.

Rule 1- Don't talk...ever.
              Please don't interrupt him with what you are sure is a riveting conversation,  because I can guarantee he doesn't care. About whatever you are talking about.  A lot of times wives and girlfriends find themselves jealous of a lot of things that take a guy's attention away from them.  But he's a good guy. Let him have this brief season to enjoy the game in peace.  We can go back to the world revolving around you on Tuesday morning.

Rule 2- For God's sake,  don't try to watch it with me.

     I got to tell you that there is nothing more annoying than when your girl plops down on the couch with you and attempts to watch the game with you.  (Some women are actually football fans, so this doesn't apply to them. Just the ones who have never seen a game a day in their lives. ) Don't sit down because you read some article in Maxim about taking an interest in the things he likes, and you chose football.  It gets really annoying when your team is in a tight game and your girl is asking questions like "So what is holding?" or "Why do they call it first down?" Trust me,  he's not going to appreciate you taking an interest.  He's going to be annoyed that you're interrupting his game time. Which brings me to rule number 3.

Rule 3- Find something to do with yourself!
        Instead of trying to insinuate yourself into his football time or getting jealous of the game,  find a better way to use your time.  Here's an idea.  Ladies, I'll let you in on a little secret.  We hate the stuff you watch on tv. The reality shows and romantic comedies you make us watch...suck. So instead of being mad that you can't spend time with us during the game,  go watch one of those shows that you swear to us is so good but in reality we would rather stab ourselves in the eyeball with a rusty spoon than watch. Trust me.  The odds of a guy cutting the game off and catching an attitude cause you watched Real Housewives of Englewood without him is slim to none. 

Rule 4- Go fix me a sandwich, sit down and shut up!

That sounded kind of sexist and chauvinistic.  Let me clean that up a little bit.  What better way to let a man know that he's appreciated than by letting him quietly enjoy his game, while you fix him a delicious snack, and follow it up by having a seat in the far corner of the room, making the least amount of noise possible.

So there you have it.  By following these simple rules,  everyone should have a great Sunday.  Go Bears.

*One quick note of self preservation.  The preceding comments are in no way indicative of the experience of watching the game with my girlfriend.  She is the pinnacle of class and femininity and her mere presence enhances the experience of any sporting event. These are just jokes.

The Chicago Sky Are In the WNBA Finals: Did you notice?

     Welcome back to another installment of Digital Jeezus.  Now, normally I'd like to have posts that are filled with pictures and videos and all types of cool stuff but due to technical issues with my desktop...and my laptop, I'm posting this from the app on my phone. While it's a great app, it has a couple of limitations.  So I'm going to switch from my original set of topics this week and flip it to some more light hearted topics this week. We will be back to the regularly scheduled program next weekend or whenever I get off of hold with Dell. Whichever comes first.
     Now on to more pressing business.  I know I wrote a articles a couple of weeks ago about how I never watch the WNBA, but since then the playoffs have started and I've actually made an effort to watch the games.  Ok, maybe not all the games but at least the Chicago Sky games.  Ok, maybe not the whole game,  but the majority of the second half of most games.  Ok, some of the games.  Look, the point is I've been watching.  And you want to know something?  I've been freaking entertained!
      Whether it was the 20 point 4th quarter comeback to get past Atlanta or the double overtime game against Indiana,  these ladies have been playing great basketball. More importantly,  they have been playing with a level of heart and determination that has to be admired if you are going to call yourself any type of sports fan. Elena Delle Donne is THE ABSOLUTE TRUTH.  THAT WOMAN HAS THE BLOOD OF A KILLER IN HER VEINS! Seriously I'm impressed. But the one thing I noticed was the lack of fanfare. 
     Normally,  when a Chicago team has post season success,  we completely submerse ourselves in the celebration.  Bulls win, there's a riot. The Bears go to the Super Bowl, the city shuts down. The Cubs win a playoff series and drunk fans damn near will burn Wrigley Field to the ground.  Hell, we even had a parade for those punk White Sox when they won the world series and I know for a fact that there were only 17 real Sox fans before 2005. And don't even get me started on the Blackhawks. Every time they win a title one of my friends who I know never watches hockey celebrates like he's been a die hard fan his whole life.
     But the lack of fanfare for these ladies is appalling. I urge every one in the city to give their support.  These ladies, win or lose,  are playing with the hearts of champions. And that should demand our respect. So invite your friends over, cut the game on, and support.  I guarantee you will enjoy it.  Hell buy a ticket, and go to the game.  Something tells me that they're not sold out yet.