Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts

Saturday, September 07, 2019

Derby night!


  We were gifted a couple of VIP tickets and decided to take the whole crew. We had a blast. The only part we didn't like was seeing players we know and care about hurt. It was really exciting. 

It was funny watching our son have no idea what he was looking at. Our daughter had done some kid's roller derby and was able to clue him in. 

We did an experiment. We got permission to go out at half time and give out hundreds of balloons in the home-team's colors (The wreckers are teal, silver and black). We didn't know if we could even get that many balloons out in that short time or how well it would go over. 

At first it was great. The crowds loved us and everyone wanted a balloon to wave around. Some of the players were down too but in the end it was not so good a result because the players reported that it was distracting when all those balloons began popping. It's cool. We wouldn't know where to plug in if we never try. I enjoyed the food, the VIP seats and the free drinks. Seeing Olive tipsy and screaming for her favorite players was a riot. Thanks for the opportunity Annie Bosworth Foley Everyone was really nice to us and the family had a swell time.




















Sunday, January 18, 2015

WestBORO Baptist Church Takes on PDX


 Olive and Dingo Reporting the "goings on" at Moda Center as the Blazers put on their sneakers to play the "Magics" apparently folks with more than "GO Trail Blazers!" signs started to swarm the premises! 
AND Here's what's up: When WBC decided to start picking on the LGBT community boy did they stir up a swarm of bees! First they had to deal with what Rich Mackin calls the "Who's who of Portland Trouble Makers" then had to deal with a huge pack of folks holding signs right where they (WBC) were about to try to reek havoc. This little band of haters went out of the frying pan, into the fire and then into another frying pan where Trail Blazers Fans started yelling "Go Blazers" as they do & a group of youngsters then started blaring unifying dance beats in the cold rain. And Darn it all: the Westboro Baptist Church folks couldn't take the heat. (too much fun) They literally ran away (total time spent protesting: 15 minutes). 






But thank you anyway WBC. You united a large group of loving, accepting humans of non-haters here in Portland who then got to dance & declare their own thoughts about LOVE. No one got punched or sued. It's a happy ending for all. Huzzah!

Monday, June 01, 2009

Took in a ball game in Sandy OR. last Friday.

Two bus rides or a car trip away is the city of Sandy OR. Olive and I went to see her little bro play against the Pirates!
I adore Olive's family and I try and go see them when ever I can...and am invited.
His team is the "A"s...and they beat the Pirates in the last game of the season.
Lots of people came out to see the game and at least one school field was full of parked cars.
I enjoyed visiting the simple life and finding out from the folks what they feel is important in life.
I'm not calling them simpletons in fact I'm pretty sure that all the kids playing ball are better educated than I ever was. It's just simple looking from my perspective because after all they are still screaming, running, posturing and waving sticks around like apes. And well they should, they looked like they were having an awesome time.
There are 4 teams total in that small town so the kids are all really good friends with each other. I bet I would have made some friends if we had stayed longer.
Getting along and sportsmanship are great and all but part of why I went to the game was to see at least one "dad fight" always an embarrassing crowd favorite..
None of the DAds were blistering drunk like ALL the Dads were when I was in little league W.T.F.?
I wish I had known it was that fun I would have gone before...and brought my kids!.

I got great photos from behind the umpire...till the kid said "Get behind the fence or I'm gonna bat ya one mister!"...I left but still called him "Empire" all day.

Someday Olive may look like one of these fine ladies...I can't tell which one.

WINNING!!!!we are beating the Pirates!!

"I'm warning you mister...I'm gonna bat ya!"

Way out in B.F.E, this photo was taken less than 20 yards from home plate!

SEE YA NEXT SEASON!...and at school Monday.

Heck yeah!Now the ranting lunatic portion of the post!
When I see a stadium full of PRO sports fans it usually brings me down...I don't like it.
What a pointless struggle with no result other than mindless escape.
I always wish those folks would be as excited about running their world or at least protecting it. I wish all that money and effort went to Science we need science.
If that many people got together to work on the worlds problems theirs no telling what we could do.
We could even use the game to evolve our species!
Here is and experiment for ya, You know those big Super Churches that hold thousands of people? Well my guess is that if you invite the whole congregation of such a church to a stadium, and then invite the congregation of another huge church and have them sit on the opposite side of the stadium.
If each side picks a team and prays for it hard...I mean really concentrated focus it would be a spectacular game that everyone is involved with.
Too bad the dogma employed by such places deny the participants that kind of power, they are really invested in blaming it all on God.
I'm not Christian bashing friends, I picked them because it's close to home and everyone is used to praying with each other many times for years, that's POWERFUL!
In meditating on single teams, we could evolve telepathy, telekinesis, and transmogrification...who knows?!.
Still I like celebrating the super creature that is "human" and not so much appreciating our monkey skills...unless it's kids doing it...that's what they are supposed to be doing and the "A"s and "Pirates" did a great job!
I like watching the kid games, it's fun!

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