A scene of personal triumph, and basketball starts today!
We all get a sense of accomplishment when we finish something, right?
A significant project at work, some renovation around the house (except for those of us whose best home-improvement tool is the voice to ask Super Wife to call The Guy to fix The Thing) or something in our personal life that finally gets done.
Well, I have to tell you, watching those people – half-marathoners, marathoners, 5- or 10-guy recreational runners) come across the wind-swept finish line downtown on Sunday was something else.
It didn’t matter whether they ran in 40 minutes or two hours, whether they set personal best times or simply survived, when they finished, they felt proud.
And that’s really what it’s all about, isn’t it?
Pushing yourself to a limit, working hard to achieve a goal no matter how small or how big. When it’s done, when the job is complete, it’s cool.
I don’t know how many people I saw, all in the middle of the pack, joined by strangers with similar skills, cross the line and throw their arms in the air.
They hadn’t “won” anything of significance but that wasn’t at all what it was about. It was about doing something they loved, something that challenged them, something that gave them a measure of personal satisfaction that we cannot comprehend from afar.
It was cool.
Now, I’m not about to turn into some mushy dude who gets all teary-eyed at the thought of the triumph of the human spirit (what fun is there in that?) but for a couple of hours of one day, it was kind of neat. It was also the first marathon I’ve covered so there’s that. I do ‘em all the time if there was an obvious story line like the one that popped up on Sunday.
And it kind of reminded me that there are all kinds of levels of “sports” that keep thousands engaged and going. That’s not a bad thing, at all.
Now, where’s my snark?
A glimpse into the mind of a grunt
Driving back from Niagara early Sunday to get to my marathon – oh, and thanks province for closing the QEW at Stoney Creek and making me circle Hamilton to get back – and American Woman comes on the radio.
Starts me thinking:
Burton Cummings can sing.
I like Running Back To Saskatoon, too.
Hmm, songs about cities?
What are the best?
(In no particular order and I realize there a thousand others)
Running Back To Saskatoon
A fop to Canada? No, a good song.
New York, New York
Omnipresent? Maybe. But it’s still Francis Albert.
Bob Seger could belt ‘em out, no?
Dancing In The Street
Martha and the Vandellas, not technically about a “city” but it’s my gig here and I can set the parameters.
And this …
You knew Springsteen would here, right?
Great song, great city and the first one that popped to mind when the thought process was unfolding.
There is some, actually.
The EuroLeague starts today with Zalgaris Kaunas (yes, and Old Friend Sonny Weems) against CSKA Moscow, where Andrei Kirilenko is hanging out during the lockout.
Not sure if we can see it here because the last time I tried to get into ESPN3 it was blocked out and a 7 a.m. Oct. 17 check of NBA TV Canada’s listing had shows for Oct. 9-17 (thanks, folks) but if you can find it, there are a couple of things to watch for.
Far more drive-and-kick action from the guards, enough moving screens that you think you’re looking at a Boston Celtics highlight video, and a whole lot of high-post action.
It’s certainly not the NBA because the depth of talent isn’t quite there but, as we’ve said all along, just because it’s different doesn’t mean its worse.
As a primer, here’s the league’s website preview box.
Not sure how well it’s going but it seems to be fun and, frankly, the more likes the better.
We’re trying to figure out different things to do, a FAQ seems to be one of them, so any suggestions welcome.
Best new-ish fad in all of pro sports?
Football players jumping in the stands after scoring a touchdown.
Not sure why, but it seems very cool to me and a lot of fun.
I know it was the Lambeau Leap to begin with but now that it seems to be spreading a bit, that’s even better.
Easily beats those goofy choreographed end zone celebrations that make the eyes glaze over, doesn’t it?
Watching guys dance or hug each other or put on some elaborate show (remember the dude who pretended there was a cellphone attached to the goal post?) was and is boring.
Seeing guys leap into the stands is not.
Now, I do know there was one touchdown celebration that really caught on.
You remember this? (Sorry it takes a minute or so to get to it)
Sure, just as an update.
Don’t forget the American federal mediator starts chatting with David and Billy and The Boys today to try to break this logjam.
Be prepared for more endless updates that offer precious little for those wanting to know when games actually begin.
Quick seamhead question:
That Marcum for Hobbs deal’s looking pretty good today, no?
I know, I know. No way the Brewers get to the post-season if it wasn’t for Marcum’s regular season efforts most likely and the TOD, despite Lawrie’s debut, are spending another fall watching games on TV.