We're Back

Ok, after a solid if hazy weekend in Chapel Hill, we learned that apparently a few of you are still out there reading, so my mid-spring resolution is to be a better blogger. Whether that means improving the quality or the quantity of posts is still up in the air, but we'll see what happens. I do need things to write about because let's be honest, the summer isn't exactly the greatest time of year for sports. So, I might just use the space to provide my insights on random crap that may or may not be sports related. Also, with some other priorities taking up evenings, the times I post might vary from the standard time. That's also just to keep you kids guessing and coming to the site. We're hoping to break the 25-hit barrier over the next month. It's a lofty goal to be sure, but hey, we're dreamers.

Anyway, over the weekend, there was some sports action over the weekend and some impressive performances.

First, I'm going to discuss an unimpressive performance that I'm witnessing right now. It's too difficult to explain everything that happened, but the moral of the story is that Reggie Miller is an idiot.

I'm also watching American Gladiators, "live" from Gladiator Arena, which is located on Gladiator Planet and only the Gladiators really know where it is. You get drugged and taken there as a contestant.


This week, we have four cops competing...The crowd's on their feet, these cops are bringing the heat!! (and no, I didn't come up with that. The Hulkster did).


The most impressive performance of the weekend, with apologies to Lebron and Paul Pierce, was submitted by Big Brown. And no, that's not some sort of sexual joke. That's just a big horse (seriously, no innuendo what so ever)that stampeded his competition at the Preakness and really didn't seem like he tried but just exploded on the back stretch.


Now, we get three weeks of hype before the Belmont as it appears we're going to have our first Triple Crown winner in 30 years. I'm just pleased that Icabad Crane finished in the money.


In the NBA, the Celtics survived Game 7 despite 45 points from Lebron, but at least Paul Pierce put up 41. For all the money Garnett makes, shouldn't he be the one putting up 40 points in the Game Sevens? But, I digress. The Celtics now go to take on the Pistons in the conference finals and smart money says they're going to need to win a road game eventually. I realize that the Celtics have home court advantage, but I think the Pistons are going to win a game in Boston.


The Spurs just finished off the Hornets, ending a brilliant playoff run and season by Chris Paul. Of course, had you only watched the fourth quarter, you would have thought that Jannero Pargo was the star of the team instead of Paul. And not because Pargo was spectacular, but because he took every shot that entered his mind. The Hornets did make a run to get it close late, partially due to Pargo making a couple shots, but when you're the only one taking them, that's a problem. David West wasn't a factor - I'm not sure anyone passed him the ball the entire quarter. Peja wasn't a factor other than jacking up a 27-footer and missing badly. Paul had some nice plays, but the Spurs did a good job of getting the ball out of his hands.

Essentially, the Spurs said, 'Hey Jannero, we're begging you to shoot every time you touch the ball." Fortunately for San Antonio, Pargo was fully willing to cooperate.

So now, we have the Spurs and Lakers on one side with the Celtics and Pistons on the other. Both series should be good. You know the powers that be want to see Lakers-Celtics and will do anything, including hiring referees who are gambling on the games they officiate, to avoid another Spurs-Pistons rematch.

Here's my problem with that thinking. I think I'd actually enjoy Pistons-Spurs. I love the way both teams play since they play with some sort of responsibility and respect for all aspects of the game. Both teams have been in these spots and know what to do to get the job done. I'm not crazy about some of the Spurs antics - I mean, at some point, you have to commit a foul - but I like the fact they play defense. I like the fact they are never rattled. I like the fact they force other teams to play their style.

So, while the advertising execs and casual basketball fans would much, much, much rather see the Lakers and Celtics, I'm rooting for the ugly kids on the playground who just know how to win.

Anyway, that's about it for tonight - just getting our feet wet this week. Oh - there is one other thing, we have a new link on the right side of the site. Occasional Hangover contributor Preston has been recruited to write occasional spots for a fellow blog, and asked for some publicity on the site. The site is called The Sports Dungeon and has some good stuff. I don't really know who the people are who are in charge of the site, or why they came up with the somewhat terrifying and creepy Dungeon theme (hey, at least they have a theme that doesn't center around shirking responsibilities at work due to midweek benders - not that I do that. Anymore.). I do know that they better increase the bandwith in the Dungeon because of all the traffic this mention will surely send their way.

So, check out the site - I hope the link works, let me know if it doesn't - and get ready for a rested and refreshed Hangover in the weeks to come. Of course, this might just be a big tease and I'm going to leave you sitting alone eating a burrito at 3:00am, eh "3 Commas"?