“Only 24 seats left!” “What?! Really? It’s still two weeks away.” “Well, we better buy our tickets now before they sell out!” My roommate, Noelle, and I, busted out our iPhones – our fingers tapping furiously away trying to buy tickets to the screening of Linsanity at Biola. I’m not going to lie – it was during the start of our church worship service as the worship leader was calling everyone to enter into a...
This past weekend I went to my first Rugby match and watched Scotland narrowly defeat Ireland 12-8. This match was the third out of five games that Scotland is meant to play as part of the Six Nations Tournament (which includes England, Wales, France, and Italy as well). Last year Scotland earned the Wooden Spoon: the shameful prize awarded to the team that loses all five matches. Yet this year has been different. Although Scotland...
I once believed in greatness. Last week, my beloved San Francisco 49ers lost the Super Bowl. Although there was a fierce and exciting comeback in the second half, the Baltimore Ravens became the champions. Growing up in Las Vegas there are no local professional sports teams. One either inherits sports teams from family members, or chooses their own at a young age. I don’t know when it happened, but at a very early age I...
I flew home this weekend to watch the Super Bowl with my dad. Watching the Super Bowl with my dad is one of my favorite things to do because he can pretty much tell me everything about anything. We had all of our hopes in the Niners for the big win, and I was planning on using this Monday to write about how great it is to live in the Bay Area this year. But,...
The Replacements is on TV when I walk into the living room. I suffer through the last ten minutes, not because I’m particularly interested in character development (if you can call it that), but because of the score. Not the scoreboard—the musical score. It’s the fourth quarter of the game that could send the orange team to the playoffs, but they’re down 17-0. After a scolding from the coach and several tiffs among teammates, a...
Editors note: This is part two in a two part series looking back at the end of Major League Baseball’s so-called Steroids Era. For part one click here. For a baseball fan growing up in Northern California, the late-90s and early 2000s were a great time. After some lean years through the mid-90s, the Oakland A’s began to turn things around. Carried by three great starting pitchers, 2 MVPs, and the exploitation of...
The 2012 season marks 10 years since Major League Baseball began testing for performance enhancing drugs, precipitating the end of what has come to be known as the Steroids Era. Fans everywhere nodded in approval while mumbling that it was about time they did something. They then collectively fell asleep as scores started dropping and became frustrated when their kids lost interest in a sport that featured fewer measuring tape homeruns hit by players resembling...
If you live in Colorado, you will likely hear a news or sports story about Denver Bronco quarterback Tim Tebow at least once a day. However, when the Wall Street Journal Weekend dedicated two pages to Tebow, I knew it was time for pastors to start blogging. Tebow came to Denver in the 2009 draft, simultaneously heralded and maligned. He didn’t see much on-field action in his first seasons. The few times he played at the QB...
What do Derek Jeter, Tim Tebow, Lebron James, and Sidney Crosby have in common? Is each the premier player in their respective sport? No. Are they the highest paid individuals in each league? No. Do they all have the same level of experience, or have they won identical rewards in each of their respective leagues (i.e. each is an MVP’er, responsible for producing the highest offensive tallies for their sport in a single year, etc)? Not...
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