Month: October 2012
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1 I sleep so much better when the Giants win.2 I have enough things swirling around in my life right now, and baseball shouldn't be causing insomnia.3 The other night I went to bed early but awakened at like 2 a.m. and then wrote one of these and then tried to get back to sleep. I never did, and worked yesterday despite it. I still had gotten something like six hours of sleep, but to this Old Brown Shoe, six don't make it anymore.4 Ah, it's all good.5 But I appreciated the Giants coasting to a victory over the always annoying Cardinals.6 That team has always been annoying. It's not that I hate them or anything, it's just that they always seem like a little pest who likes to tag along and shouldn't be riding with the big boys.7 And they always seem to want to fight, or to hurt someone. But Matt Holliday said, "I'm not a dirty player." I guess that ends it, even though the Merc's Mark Purdy saw it a tad differenty. Here it is, from our star reporter:"Then up came the fourth hitter in the Cardinal's batting order, Allen Craig, who hit a grond ball to the shortstop. The ball was flipped to Giants' second baseman Scutaro. He tagged the bag to force out St. Louis baserunner Matt Hollidy, charging down the path from first base."However, as Scutaro unloaded the ball to first base for an attempted (and unsuccessful) double play, Holliday kept coming. He slid into the bag. Then he slid past the bag. Then he slid into the left leg of Scutaro, hooked an elbow around Scutaro's knee and performed a Hulk Hogan elbow suflex with a reverse mandible claw octopus cloverleaf sleeper hold."All right, slight exaggeration..."8 Bleh. That guy should be torpedoed. It was nice to see his pie-in-the-face error later on a huge hit by Scutaro. Karma baby. Have a slice of humble pie, with whip, big guy.9 I hope we go into St. Louie and blow them out of the water.10 I feel like, "Dude. Just go away. Your whole team is annoying, and now they are hurting our guys."11 Just sayin'.12 Nothing like a nice easy victory in October, followed by a travel day.13 Breathing room.14 I still loves me some Giants.15 Moving on, Part the First: Yesterday was my best Monday so far this school year. On Sunday I had discovered about a bazillion mistakes I had made in my grade book.16 I normally don't share this with anyone, but teachers make a bazillion mistakes all year in their grade books, because they handle hurricanes of paper each day.17 In the olden days, we did our grades in pencil, and did a lot of erasing. The idea is to have everything in proper order each time grades are due.18 So each grading period is a race to keep all that stuff in order. When it goes out of order, it is hell on earth.19 Hell on Earth.20 But I digress.21 This past weekend I had about ten sets of assignments to get done, each taking approximately forty-five minutes. I also had to go up to my Dad's to visit and help him with his stuff.22 I packed all my stuff, hopped on a hobbly mule, and made my way up North.23 When I unpacked my stuff at my Dad's house, I found that the ten sets of assignments never made it into my saddlebags.24 What happened is I had alphabetized and stapled each of the stacks of papers and set them aside so that I could throw them into the saddlebags before departure.25 I also was SO eager to get the students' essays back to them that those ten stacks of assignments got swept up when I had the students' hand back graded assignments and they wound up putting the ungraded papers in their folders.26 So ten ungraded assignments got tossed into folders which stayed at the school over the weekend.27 It sounds like a lot of paper, but it compared to the essays, ten assignments are like about an inch and a half from bottom to top--hardly noticeable when balanced against the reams of paper that essays can bring.28 When I got to Dad's, I opened my saddlebags and saw that I had left those assignments at the school.29 This isn't a major drawback, but when the paper chase is in full bloom, one doesn't want to get backed up a week, because as teachers, we still assign more stuff. Yesterday I handed the students their folders and asked them to take those all out and hand them back in.30 Bottom line: I had to spend all yesterday organizing those ten stacks from last week while assigning new things yesterday. Just finding stray papers that have gone into the wrong stacks, or trying to figure out the no-names, or papers that the students mislabeled took the entire day. Never mind that I had to teach as well.31 When I got home everything was organized, alphabetized, and in order. I then had to write emails to students and parents explaining that things were under control.32 THAT is the challenge of having an open gradebook online.33 I'm finding other challenges with that as well.34 Some parents are ridiculously strict with their children's progress. If they don't see the teacher's gradebook, then they see the progress accurately recorded each six weeks when progress reports come out.35 If the SEE the teacher's gradebook constantly, then they might punish a kid if the grade hasn't been posted, but has been posted for their friends.36 I also put zeros in the second I don't see a paper, because I alphabetize each class set of papers, and then staple it the moment it comes in.37 Occasionally mistakes happen; a paper might slide into another class; papers fall to the ground; students forget to put names on papers, or don't listen when the teacher asks them to turn the papers in.38 In all those instances, I immediately put a zero in the book, because that usually results in the situation being taken care of immediately. I can remove a zero and leave it blank if the student emails me, so it's a pretty fast resolution. A blank does nothing to the grade, but a zero lowers the grade. It's called "incentive."39 So I had to act fast yesterday, and stop the bleeding from those assignments being scooped and put into folders ungraded.40 In one instance, I was a little too late.41 I overheard a student say to his friend, "Yesterday my mom threw my laptop against the wall, dude." His mom had written me about his progress, and he hadn't been turning in all his assignments. The guy had a C, but had shown recent improvement.42 I felt bad because none of his recent surge registered on my open gradebook, because I didn't have the work. And THAT is one of the reasons that digital gradebooks might sound good in theory, but in practice they are really just rough drafts to the final grading period grade.43 Does that make sense? So the parents think they are seeing an accurate grade, which by now they sort of are because all points are accumulative, meaning that a new grading period doesn't start fresh. By now, the batting averages are starting to show, but in that one student's case, he was just starting to hit when his mom clearly overreacted, and now he has a laptop that is twisty and broken. I don't understand that sort of behavior by parents who purportedly care about their kids.44 I just entered some stuff last night, but I still have stacks to enter into the digital gradebook because of last week. And now I feel rushed, which can cause still more errors.45 Just another glimpse of teaching, sort of an inside look that I have been sharing since the school year began.46 That's a tough sitch, but right now I have this stuff in order and ready to submit.47 It just takes a ton of time. With old school pencil grading books, nobody sees anything but the finished product each six weeks.48 A huge part of me wants to go back to that. We all make those mistakes, but as teachers, our ultimate goal each six weeks is to turn out an accurate product. It's just that now parents and students can look at our gradebook. Well, their own student's grade, which might not be accurate at all.49 And still scarier, I stay WAY on top of this stuff, and a lot of teachers don't, and have no idea what their students' grades are until right before the six-week deadline, and then they do all nighters, or even take days off to get the job done.50 So there you have it; the pluses and minuses of digital gradebooks and current- status grades.51 More to come.52 Running late; gottago.53 Peace.~H~
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The Daily News1 I woke up groggy in the middle of the night last night and heard some story on the radio that sounded like Bumgarner jumped out of a rocket ship and broke the sound barrier. I wasn't the least bit surprised. Turned out I was wrong, and clearer heads prevailed. Thank God. It reminds me of the movie Mary Poppins, when a distraught George Banks walks back into the house after losing everything, and Mrs. Banks chimes, "Oh, George, you didn't jump into the river! How sensible of you!"2 Moving on Already, Part the First: Yesterday while on my way to visit my Dad, I listened to some ESPN radio. It wasn't by choice, really, but it was because that was all KNBR offered up on an early Sunday morning. Right before they went to commercial, they announced they were going to have a horse-race expert on, coming right up.3 I got annoyed, because I don't even see HOW horse racing is a sport. It is something fun, and must involve some amount of hand/eye coordination, but it's really just something for people to gamble on.4 I started thinking of things that seem to be covered as sports but which clearly are not.5 Let's take Poker, for example. Seriously? You have a World Series of Poker? And Poker moves are covered on the sports' pages? Yup.6 I also thought quite naturally of curling, and a few other things when I got lazy.7 I asked myself, "Do you really think you're the first guy ever to think of this?"8 So I took that premise and Googled it, and sure enough, somebody way more talented than am I beat me to the punch. Than am I. Yeesh.9 I will say this: He left out Poker, which somehow gets coverage in the sports' pages.10 They even have a World Series of Poker that goes on in the middle of the night.11 Sorry.12 Not a sport.13 Other than that, I was pretty amused by the article.14 Curling.15 Not a sport.16 I ran across this article by MTV writer Matt Thompson. It puts the horrors of the Bay Area sports' weekend in perspective, and is pretty good. Here go:
7 'Sports' That Aren't Really Sports At All
Posted 11/2/10 6:10 pm EST by Matt Thompson in Sports
How great was October? It was like the Turducken of professional sports. We had playoff baseball, both NFL and college football, preseason basketball, the NHL (if that's how you roll…err…skate), and, of course, the World Conkers Championship. Seriously, if you couldn't find a sport you liked in October, you probably like stupid sports. But other parts of the year aren't so blessed. How many Saturdays in late February have we had to choose between watching Senior PGA golf and Women's Mogul Skiing Qualifiers? Just imagining it makes us bored.
As a result of this late-winter lull, a number of so-called sports have crept into the popular consciousness despite the fact that they are not, by any acceptable standard, sports. Capitalizing on fan desperation, they dupe us into believing that something like a middle-aged man's accuracy in directing a ball towards a group of pins requires Lebron-like levels of athleticism. But no more. Today we call bullsh*t on the following "sports."
Golf
In 2007, Fred Funk won the Mayakoba Golf Classic at age 50. Age 50. A dude old enough to have an AARP card beat the PGA's best in open competition. How can this be a sport? Golfers, on a good day, top out at 60-70 swings of the club. That's like two tokens at the batting cage. Add to that the ridiculous phenomenon of golf carts to spare participants the strain of walking, and you've got something that barely qualifies as exertion. Fans might counter that PGA tour players have to walk, but take a look at what you're saying there. Your big defense of its sportly-ness revolves around the fact that the rulebook requires walking? Yikes. Sure, we can't do what Tiger Woods does. We can't do what Neil Amrstrong did either. That doesn’t make "Moon Landing" a sport.
Curling
A friend was once able to witness Olympic Curling live in the flesh during the 2002 Games in Salt Lake City. Here's what she reported back: during the match, there are actual smoke breaks between rounds. That's right, competitors on the international stage at the sport's fiercest competition file off the ice, gather in a circle, and light up. Any activity where your ability to participate isn't marred by smoking simply can't be a sport. This is also why playing bass for Guns N' Roses isn't a sport.
Bowling
Take the curling argument above and swap in beer for cigarettes. And then add the cigarettes back in. While this sounds like an awesome way to spend a Tuesday night, it does not sound like a sport. Our grandfather can bowl over 200 and he's a polio survivor. Until the pins can hit back, there's no way we can consider this an athletic competition. Side Note: How sweet would it be if the pins could hit back?
Bass fishing
Enjoy fishing? Us too. We enjoy drinking while fishing. We enjoy drinking while fishing and sitting on high-end motorboats listening to people talk about baseball, which is a sport. But unless you count baiting hooks as physical exertion, fishing is not.
Ice dancing
Note that we are not saying "figure skating" here. Figure skating may be simultaneously hilarious and dull, but it requires intense physical ability and results in a winner. Hence: sport. Ice Dancing, however, removes the throws and jumps of figure skating, leaving only the ridiculous costumes, effeminate Eastern Europeans, and the gesticulating. It's like a Slovenian disco out there! And lets take a closer look at that scoring system too: a bunch of all-powerful judges with unfair preferences hand down seemingly arbitrary numbers to rate people. What is this, the BCS?
Race walking
Come on.
NASCAR
Probably gonna get some flack for this one, but we're sticking by our guns. For however much strategy, skill, and teamwork play into it, NASCAR is still a bunch of dudes (and one omni-present lady) driving in a circle for four hours with intermittent breaks for frenetic car repairs. If sitting for hours on end making constant split-second decisions automatically turned something into a sport, then "Call of Duty" would be played in stadiums. NASCAR is a game and stock cars are the most expensive Pogs money can buy.
17 I tried pulling this thing up for today's DN as early as yesterday morning, before all of the disastrous sporting events we all had to encounter, like some bad Halloween gone wild.18 A couple of things made this article irresistible to me.19 First, the picture of the bowler is priceless. I worked in a bowling alley bar for two years, and I can tell you that it really isn't a sport. It's fun, but not a sport.20 Second, the picture of the ice dancers is pretty fun too.21 I will certainly add a couple more, but I love the article, and I think it is needed on a Monday morning after the yesterday's disasters. Here are three of mines. Mines. Students actually say that.22 POKEROkay I'm definitely going to offend the many fans of the WSOP but these guys look like the five guys left at the party after the beer has run out and all the girls have left. I love that one guy is sporting his flag. Gives it an Olympic appeal, but dudes, you just make people want to smoke, gamble, and drink. Not a sport. Sorry.23 SUMO WRESTLINGI know I'm going out on a limb here but guys in excess of 300 pounds wearing thong/diapers just doesn't scream "sport" to me. It screams, "I eat too much." Maybe Joe Buck could explain it better to all the viewers.24 SMALL TABLE PING PONGI saw this phenomenon this past summer when summer brews were bargain basement. I realize that I have not yet insulted nearly everybody on the planet with today's DN, so this is designed to be the thing that will put people over the edge. So just cool your jets. It turns out (I think) that the camera angle makes it look like it is a tiny table, when in fact, it is true table tennis, which ipso facto IS a sport, and one that I claim I am pretty darned good at. But don't call it Ping Pong, you American morons. I also claim that nobody could hit my serve. Nobody. Millions of drunk people thought those were four-foot tables.24 Moving on, Part Two: Today's DN was not intended to offend anybody. It was really designed to put this weekend's Bay Area Sports House of Horrors into some sort of perspective. Don't give up on your teams just because they had a bad day. It isn't the end of the world, and they all have played their hardest. The stars just didn't line up yesterday. The teams still playing have worked pretty hard to bring us all some zany times, and they will continue to take us on coaster rides and brinks of insanity for years to come.25 We want them to be perfect because we are not perfect. We want miracles when, if you really analyze it, ninety-nine per cent of competing teams don't win the championship.26 We still have teams that can.27 Appreciate them while they are here. They have worked a lot harder than the bowlers, the car racers, and the sumos, and even guys who jump out of rocket ships. I swear to you, they have.28 And they've all taken us for a good ride.29 Yesterday was a tough day. We all got pummeled.30 Live to enjoy another day, and keep the magic in your heart.31 No point in breaking down.32 If all those other things are sports, then so is being a sports' fan. It takes tremendous stamina to follow a baseball team from Spring Training to the World Series. Real life gets put aside, and we get obsessed with all this nonsense.33 Keep it real. Keep rooting for the home team.34 If they don' win it's a shame.35 But if they do?36 Then it was worth all the torture.37 Have a peaceful Monday, and re-group, yo.38 We have nothing to look forward to but today and tomorrow.39 Live life.40 Love life.41 Hope this brought a smile.42 Peace.~H~www.xanga.com/bharrington -
1 Oh, A's...2 <sigh>3 We were supposed to be a tandem.4 I couldn't watch most of the game last night because I was listening to outrageously gorgeous music in our theate.5 I was doing lights and sound in the booth, but broke the "turn off your cell" rule, and quite boldly, if I may. I had to keep up on the A's.6 Right after intermission, our maestro Steve Barnhill made a reference to the Giants, saying he wanted to thank them for finishing business early so that parents could come and enjoy the music.7 He then said, "I don't know how the A's are doing, but by the time this is over, it'll probably be the third inning. So enjoy!"8 Words to that effect.9 I had just looked at my iPhone. It was the top of the sixth, and the A's were losing 2-0 and had one hit.10 Discretion being the better part of valor, I decided not to yell the score out to what was perhaps the best audience I have ever experienced.11 My phone stopped reporting at that point, but the worst seventh inning in the history of baseball had already begun.12 By the time the concert was over, Detroit had scored two more runs. I broke the booth down swiftly and walked briskly to my car. The second I turned on the radio, a fifth run had come in in the seventh.13 And then a sixth.14 I thought to myself, "We got the bastids right where we want them!" And I BELIEVED, because that's the A's, right?15 I thought of the cream pies and champagne. I believed that much. The heart of the order was coming up, but had completely choked by the time I gotten home.16 <sigh>17 So I watched.18 I watched the agonizing ending, the celebration, and the heart of the A's, their fans, cheering loudly to the last pitch, and then remaining with a standing ovation, which I thought was total class.19 The Tigers' on-field celebration was irrelevant to the fans. They stood up and kept cheering for one of the most amazing teams I have ever had the pleasure of watching.20 I stood up too.21 Pure class.22 Bittersweet day.23 It was almost as if the Giants and the A's were a part of the same team, Team Bay Area.24 So to all my A's peeps, and on behalf of your Giants' buddies, thanks for an absolutely miraculous season. It was a heartbreaker, but in the end, you were beaten by some freak pitcher who SOMEHOW was able to pitch 98 to 100 mph pitches on little rest.25 I will say no more on that one, because THAT has happened so often in the history of baseball.2627 Moving on, Part the First: On the other side of the Bay, the story is incredible.28 I had to teach, but was savvy enough to have a transistor (yes, I said that!) radio in my class. I also had a madman Giants' fan teacher who somehow had gotten the game on his iPhone, and was making rounds keeping all of us on top of what was happening.29 Hey, dude was born and raised in San Bruno. We are brethren, even though he is a hundred years younger than am I.30 Am I.31 Like that? Grammar boy over here. That's why I headlined yesterday "Bochy Let's Timmeh Smoke!!!"32 Ummmmm...hey Mr. Grammar Man Sir, isn't it supposed to be, "Lets?"33 Moving on, Part the Second: AnywayZ...34 I was doing a Socratic Seminar in which I played music while my class seminared.35 For the purposes of opening the doors to wisdom, I played music from ancient Messofpotatoes. You know, Sumerian music. I wanted good vibes on 10/11/12. The particles were lined up.36 Plus I could pretend I was organizing papers while listening to the game.37 It was brilliant. I had Mesopotamian music blasting; my students were completely on task, and the stars were lined up.38 I kept turning the radio on and off so as to fend off suspicion that I was goofing off on the job.39 I turned it off, mixed up their task so that they had a second task, and then resumed my ruse.40 Buster Pose came up to bat, with Sumerian music, and everything in the stars lined up.41 The second I turned on the radio, I heard the call. Upper deck grand slam. I left my room, ran across the hall, opened the door, and shouted to my friend, "Posey just hit a grand slam!!!" She is the wife of the guy from San Bruno, and she was dressed totally in orange and black. She screamed, we high-fived, and I just said, "Yeah!"42 The bastids had us right where they wanted.43 My next class was frisky freshmen, all ears and braces. They came in and asked if I was listening to the ball game. I told them yes, and when they heard about Posey's grand slam, screamed and hollered.44 That class has WAY more issues than the previous class, which had scholars and Disney fans in it.45 I was able to do the Socratic Seminar, play the music, AND pay attention to the Giants, so it all worked.46 I had lunch, and then a prep period right after that class, so I took off. Perfect. It was suddenly six to three, so I bee-lined to Round Table for a buffet, and a ball game.47 When I walked in, the manager was completely overworked, because every Giants' fan in the village was in there, all staring at a giant screen teevee. I instantly joined them.48 I got to watch Affeldt's bizarre hit-by-foul, Crawford's incredible catch, and Pagan's miracle catch, at which I said politely to the pizza crowd, "Angel's in the outfield!"49 Of course, the game wasn't going to end easily. When Romo went into his "four-out save" (Merc News headline) I was in the parking lot at school awaiting my next class. The clock ticked, and time stood still.50 When Romo struck out Scott Rolen, I broke into an exhausting, wrenching smile.51 Class started in two minutes, so I walked calmly, but suddenly heard an explosive scream, almost as though a thousand people had suddenly broken out of prison.52 At first I thought it was our football team or something.53 Our school isn't famous for having a lot of Giants' fans, but it occurred to me that I had heard it two minutes earlier, but when the bell rang for students to go to their last class, they were able to look at their cell phones, and saw the score.54 On my way to class, my buddy from San Bruno was walking towards me. We didn't say a word, but did one of the most dramatic high-fives in baseball history. He almost broke my hand, and I his.55 And THAT is how it all went down at work. I wasn't at work. I was in heaven. Instant delirium.56 AND I had the A's to look forward to.57 <sigh>58 So A's fans, I'm totally with you. We are there by some sort of cray-cray luck, and some great play and timely hitting. Our hitting could have died just as well, and in fact, it did.59 Of Romo, here is a bit by Alex Pavlovic of the Merc:A third straight road victory that transformed the Giants' season from improbable to historic also left closer Sergio Romo drenched, exhausted and emotional.60 I think that can be said of all of us. Great lead, and great game.61 So we move on, and the A's go home.62 My feeling is this: The A's and their fans deserve a lot more. But nobody will ever take this incredible season away from them, and they will definitely be back.63 Meanwhile, the Giants have a saloon to run.64 So do I.65 Let's go Giants.66 See you again.67 Have a GREAT weekend.68 Peace.~H~www.xanga.com/bharrington
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A's SPLENDOR IN THE AFTERNOON, BOCHY LETS TIMMEH SMOKE!!!1 If Timmeh is back, then we might have an awesome day. It was nice watching the Giants' bats finally come alive. Our low-ball hitters stepped up, and somehow the Hunter Games continue.2 I either heard it last night or dreamed it, but I'm pretty certain that Pence gave another locker room pep talk.3 You gotta be careful about over-doing something like that. Like anything, people eventually see it as a guy with an ego, and not as an inspiration.4 What a comfortable game the Giants' was, with the exception of the final inning, which seemed like it took three weeks. I grew a beard during that inning.5 What a relief once they put it away. Casilla was in a bit too long in my eyes. I don't question Bochy too much, but that was getting on my last nerve.6 I loved watching a newly inspired Lincecum shut down the Reds' bats in their tin can stadium.7 It is imperative that we put them behind the eight ball by 10:30 this morning. I'm pretty sure this team can do that. It's been amazing. Even the Merc News reporters are returning and admitting that maybe they gave up a bit too soon, particularly Tim Kawakami.Here's a little from the other Timmeh:Dusty Baker, the former Giants' manager who now manages the Reds, let his starting pitcher, Mike Leake, get crushed for too long, forcing the Reds to play catch-up from the second inning on.And that gave the Giants all the momentum in this game and in this series.That comes after almost everybody (including me) all but killed off the Giants after they lost the first two games of this series at AT&T Park.8 Sound familiar to any long-time Giants' fans? Dusty leaving a pitcher in too long? Oh, puh-leeze!!!9 I almost ditched school this morning, but I'm going to turn the radio on during my awesome third period and fourth period classes. They are super wonderful sophs who will work a bit on responding to a long short story today, and I don't think either class would be distracted if I have Kruk and Kuip going.10 So come on Giants! Finish these fools off, and fast!11 Moving on, Part One: And now...the A's. I have to admit that I had to get to bed before the game was over because I'm staying late doing tech for Barnhill's concert tonight.12 If I stayed up too much later I would have been a zombie today, which I am anyway because my computer refused to start for a solid hour, the hour when I usually get a nice cat nap after writing this drivel.13 I woke up, got the news of last night's miracle, and almost jumped out of my skin! The A's are simply a miracle this year, and just READING about it and watching the news made me a part of it. I don't know what I'm going to do during the concert, but you can guess I'll be watching my iPhone.14 I have been keeping a careful eye on the A's since the beginning of their walk-offs, which really began right before the All-Star Break.15 They are one of the most entertaining teams I've ever seen. Their cream-pie attitude is infectious, and has all of us relaxed and loving them.16 And it has Detroit worried. Not just the team. The entire city. Because I didn't have the usual time to get this out there, I'm going to give a little gift to A's fans. It is an article by reporter Tom Gage of the Detroit News:October 11, 2012 at 6:52 am
A's 4, Tigers 3
Tigers' backs up against the wall after devastating defeat
- By Tom Gage
- The Detroit News
- 108 Comments
Oakland, Calif. — With plastic up on the lockers, the Tigers' clubhouse was ready. Three, two, one, party.
But the shreds of it still on the hooks spoke of how quickly the stunning
comeback occurred.
No celebration, no 3-1 victory.
Just a stunning 4-3 loss to the Oakland A's.
With bubbly on ice for the Tigers on Wednesday night, the Oakland A's uncorked a comeback at the expense of Jose Valverde.
At the expense of all the Tigers, actually.
Within three outs of advancing to their second consecutive American League Championship Series, the Tigers move on instead to a fifth and deciding game of their division series.
"That's why it's the greatest game of all," Tigers manager Jim Leyland said. "It looked like we were going to get it. We didn't do it. We didn't quite get the 27 outs.
"You get tested all the time in this game. This is a good test."
It looked like the Tigers were in control. Most of the night had gone their way. But the bottom of the ninth did not.
Josh Reddick began it with a single barely out of Omar Infante's reach at second.
Then came a couple of statement-making hits: A double off the wall in left by Josh Donaldson, putting runners at second and third, followed by Seth Smith's two-run double to the gap in right-center.
The A's now were guaranteed of at worst taking it to extra innings. But they were out for more. They were out to end it.
It didn't get done right away, though. With Smith at second, Valverde came within an out of keeping it tied.
But Coco Crisp, the home-run robber of Game 3, singled to right — and there probably would have been a play at the plate, with Avisail Garcia's cannon for an arm in right making the throw. But the ball got away from Garcia — and Smith scored uncontested.
If the plastic in the Tigers' clubhouse wasn't down already, it came down then. By the time, the crestfallen players got back to the clubhouse — as mentioned earlier, only shreds remained.
The plus of the situation is this: The Tigers tonight will have Justin Verlander on the mound, someone who truly believes that his team plays best when its back is against a wall.
Well, it's up against it now.
"This is the essence of being against the wall," Verlander said. "This is it. Tomorrow is another game we have to win."
Over in the other clubhouse, of course, was a former Tiger who knows both teams.
"Taking nothing away from the Tigers," said Brandon Inge, "there's a heart on this A's team the likes of which I've never anything like in my life."
But is facing Verlander too much of a mountain?
"With the way momentum works," said Inge, "it's the best thing that can happen for us — because they have everything to lose. They're a great ballclub, no question. But Game 5 eliminates a lot. Anything goes now."
The loss definitely was disappointing to the Tigers, but they didn't look devastated.
Heck, Valverde stood at his locker and answered every question asked of him, despite calling it the low point of his career.
It'll only be devastating if the Tigers lose Game 5.
They still have a chance, a good chance, of getting to the ALCS, but what a bump in the road this loss was.
"Obviously it's win or go home now," Verlander said.
Because the A's struck late instead of early, Game 4 was entirely different than Game 3.
There was no first-inning run for the A's to electrify the big Coliseum crowd. Nor was there a spectacular catch by Crisp to rob Prince Fielder of a home run.
If Crisp was going to catch Fielder's booming drive this time, he would have had to be sitting way up in the right-field stands — because that's where Fielder deposited A.J. Griffin's 0-2 pitch in the fourth inning for the Tigers' second run.
Their first was the product of a double-sacrifice-single combination in the third — Alex Avila getting it going with a drive to right, Infante moving him over and Austin Jackson singling him in.
An insurance run was desperately needed, though, and finally was scored when Garcia contributed an RBI pinch-hit single in the eighth.
It wasn't insurance enough.
For five innings, Max Scherzer was outstanding — starting off with strike after strike. Of the 18 batters he faced in through five innings, Scherzer threw a first-pitch strike to 15 of them.
With two outs in the fifth, however, Smith walked on a pitch that just missed the outside corner. Scherzer had been pinpoint until that point, but the walk cost him 10 extra pitches.
Four to Derek Norris the next batter, followed by six to Cliff Pennington.
The walk would also lead to Oakland's first scoring chance when Norris dinked a single into shallow right, advancing Smith to third with two outs
Undaunted, Scherzer struck out Pennington to end the threat. By then, however, he had thrown 75 pitches — the point at which he said he fatigued in his final regular-season start in Kansas City following the two injury interruptions he experienced in September.
As excellent as his five innings were, Scherzer was gone by the sixth after the A's cut the lead to a run.
"His velocity began to drop pretty good," Leyland said.
Capping a 10-pitch, six-foul at-bat, Crisp led off the sixth by reaching second on Fielder's error at first.
Then came Stephen Drew's RBI double to center — which he tried in vain to turn into an RBI triple, a colossal mistake.
From the moment Drew made the turn at second and kept on going to third, it looked like he was going to be out- and he was.
For the A's, it was a lost opportunity.
In the ninth, though, they found another.
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17 I assume that this article is going to mess all my fonts up, or shrink them, ormess with all my spacing here, but I haven't the time to fix all that.18 And I don't want A's fans NOT to read about how worried Motown is.19 They are throwing Verlander again. That guy's arm is going tolook like Stretch Armstrong by the top of the third.20 So hopefully A's can do a few more cream pies, pop somechampagne, and if they run out, perhaps go to the Red's locker roomand swipe some of theirs.21 It's been aged.22 Have a great day everybody, and let's go, Boys of Summer!23 Peace.~H~www.xanga.com/bharrington -
BAY AREA BASEBALL: TORTURE!!!1 Especially for our opponents.2 The baseball gods smiled down on us all yesterday, and I LOVED it!3 I almost died when I saw that Goofy Aubrey Huff lumbering up to the plate after sitting all year getting splinters in his partying ass.4 Weirdest move of the season, by far. It was like watching some cartoon Frankenstein come in and tell our best playoff pitcher so far that he was coming out.5 And for the A's, you gotta love Coco's Catch last night.6 But JAY-zuss. How's the old ticker this morning?7 How come the A's towel wavers didn't seem intimidating to me? Maybe it's the laid back cowbell mentality from the early days, but they just didn't look threatening. Don't get me wrong: they looked enthused, but not as intimidating as all the newshounds are saying.8 Contrast to the Black Hole when the Raiders would get in the playoffs. I used to work out there and THAT was pretty intimidating.9 Oh, well. I'm glad I copped that pic of Miguel Cabrera kicking his helmet. It brings back that great pic of Ryan Howard in 2010 looking like the ice cream fell off his cone.10 Moving on, Part the First: Someone pulled a GREAT practical joke on me last night. I see to it that I get to bed early these days so that I don't go into work looking like something the cat drug in.11 I knew I would have to get up at around four to write this fluff, but I'm well trained in being able to accomplish that. I have insomnia down to a science.12 The challenge with breaking news is that you have to search the web for re-caps so that you don't depend on using your noodle while groggy.13 I also wanted pictures, which isn't always easy during playoffs. Some websites won't let you steal.14 I got the Giants' pictures pretty easily, and LOVED the shot of Romo. That guy pitched his worst game yet and still did it with so much heart that it worked. That was the first picture I saw this morning, and it made me burst into a huge smile. The Merc News had the same picture, but I stole it first!15 When I searched for A's pictures, about three different websites reported that the A's had LOST. I did that little hesitation like you do and stupidly went on that website.16 My computer immediately froze.17 I lifted my hands and immediately asked myself, "Are you nuts? You WATCHED the game."18 But early in the morning after the week I had last week?19 Last week was the most exhausting week I have put in perhaps ever. I had meetings, fire drills, lockdown practices, grades due, and blah, blah, blah.20 It's tough enough to go through playoff baseball without all that.21 It's a great challenge to go through.22 If exhaustion is my problem, then I got no problems. But for one millisecond, I thought I might have dreamed about the A's winning. The joke worked. I don't know how practical it is, but it worked.23 Moving on, Part the Second: I must confess, I suckered for that story, if only for a second. I thought to myself, "Did I just dream about the Tigers looking nervous and being put down all night?"24 I swear to you.25 I'm not alone being dazed and confused these days.26 My entire school walked around like zombies this week. This includes the students, who were totally off-the-charts nutsy yesterday.27 I just ride those waves. Surf's up. When the kids get a little loony, I mess with them. I will prolong a lesson just enough that they start to get bored, and then I'll throw some music and fun into the second half of the lesson. They WILL get giddy and ridiculous, but it's going to happen way later in the period.28 Seasoned vet over here.29 Crash Davis.30 Who?31 Seasoned vet smile over here.32 Moving on, Part the Thoid: So that's about it for this nonsense today.33 I got a saloon to run.34 Have a GREAT day, and let's keep WINNING!35 We got the bastids right where we want them.36 Aight then, I'm out.37 Catch you on the reebz.38 Peace.~H~www.xanga.com/bharrington
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1 Maybe you should write this.2 I've been busy.3 I don't even know what is going on in the news.4 I'm still reeling from companies that honor Columbus Day.5 Seriously?6 I don't celebrate genocide.7 And neither should Airport Appliance, Bassett, Macy's, or any other store that celebrates rape, slavery, and genocide.8 Read your history. The real history, not the fake stuff that was shoved down a nation's throat years ago.9 I won't go any further, except to say that our English 3 books make Columbus sound like Santa Claus.10 You don't have to go far to see that this was not the case. His second voyage is a disgrace, and he needs to be called out on it.11 I'll help.12 I am again in the 4 a.m. and looked through Sunday's paper for some current news. For the most part, most of it was made up. Stories about J-Lo and The Situation just don't look like news to me.13 They do make me feel a bit safe, since no news is generally good news.14 As I riffled through the papers, however, I was a bit surprised to see that those three companies STILL celebrate Columbus Day.15 As does San Francisco. As do many other ignorant corporations.16 Excuse me?17 Here is an article I picked up this morning from the Monday, October 12, 2003 edition of the Halifax Herald Limited. I have read much more on the subject of the genocide of the Taino. It is a story written about then Venezuela President Hugo Chavez's condemnation of the massacre. This should give you an idea of what Columbus and others did, and it is clear to me that Columbus Day is an outrageous day to "celebrate."
THE PRESIDENT OF VENEZUELA CONDEMNS COLUMBUS
Monday, October 13, 2003 Back The Halifax Herald Limited
Chavez claims Columbus sparked 'genocide''There's nothing to celebrate. What they did here was massacre the indigenous people.'
By Stephen Ixer / The Associated Press
Caracas - Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez paid tribute to indigenous peoples of the Americas on Sunday and said the arrival of Christopher Columbus sparked "the biggest genocide in history."
"There's nothing to celebrate," Chavez said. "What they did here was massacre the indigenous people."
Last year Chavez signed a decree changing the name of Venezuela's Oct. 12 Columbus Day to the Day of Indigenous Resistance.
On Sunday, he described how Spanish, Portuguese and English invaders slaughtered millions of native inhabitants. The indigenous population of the Americas plummeted from 100 million at the time of Columbus' arrival to just three million 150 years later, Chavez claimed.
"They executed an aboriginal every 10 minutes - the biggest genocide in registered in history," Chavez said during his weekly TV and radio program.
Chavez devoted most of the four-hour show to the plight of indigenous groups. Guests from Peru and Ecuador wearing traditional brightly coloured dresses praised Chavez for his defence of indigenous rights.
Chavez hooked up with a live broadcast of an international gathering of indigenous peoples being held in Caracas.
He also announced the creation of Mission Guaicaipuro to promote development among Venezuela's indigenous groups. The project - named for an Indian chief in Venezuela who fought the Spaniards - will include demarcation of aboriginal lands and offer cheap credit to indigenous people.
There are approximately 350,000 indigenous peoples from 28 distinct ethnic groups in this country of 24 million. Most Venezuelans are considered to be "meztizo," a mix of Spanish, African, and native indigenous bloodlines. Columbus first stepped on South American soil Oct. 12, 1498 in what is now the town of Macuro, located some 500 kilometres east of Caracas, the capital city.
Venezuelans refer to Columbus Day as the Day of Race, a reference to the day different races first met here and began to mix. The day was designated as such by dictator Juan Vicente Gomez in 1921.
Since taking office in 1999, left-leaning Chavez has gained considerable backing from indigenous communities.
Through a new constitution pushed through by his political allies, Chavez paved the way for the demarcation of "indigenous habitats" and gave them representation in the legislature.
Despite the measures, most indigenous peoples still live in below-average social conditions. Many of the country's indigenous descendants are uneducated and most don't possess property titles.
Christopher Columbus died in poverty at Valladolid, Spain, on May 20, 1506.
18 If I wasn't so busy I could have been on that one a little sooner. I just saw Sunday's ads and was amazed that we still celebrate that brutality, which included rape, prostitution, slavery, and genocide. I'm still shaking my head about the whole thing. Better I move to sports.
19 Moving on, Part One: I'm going to put on my orange and black and root hard for my teams. The Merc News was clanging a death knell for the Giants and A's yesterday and this morning.
20 Realistically, it doesn't look good, but I saw the Tiger's pitching get pretty stressed the other day. Both teams looked ridiculously nervous, particularly pitching staffs. To me they are paper Tigers, and can be got.
21 As far as the Reds are concerned, they are still out one starting pitcher, and they have a ballpark that works well for the Giants' hitting. I don't know about the Giants' pitching at all, because they absolutely did not step up in the first two games.
22 Stranger things have happened in baseball.
23 I will dress in orange and black, and wear my playoffs' Torture shirt.
24 I didn't invest in an entire season just to let two games bum me out. Neither did my team, and neither did the A's.
25 Let's do it, boys.
26 'Tober.
27 Baseball.
28 If they don't win, it ain't a shame.
29 If they do? I'll be proud to know that I stayed with them.
30 You should too.
31 Moving on, Part Three: <yawn>
32 After an exhausting week, I still had papers to grade, and graded them from around three in the afternoon to seven at night. I made a little light grub and then crashed at 8:30.
33 So I already have had over seven hours of sleep, and it is well into the 4 a.m. and I'd like to get another hour or two.
34 Immina duck out.
35 Hope you have an awesome Tuesday!
36 Catch you on the reebz.
37 Peace.
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1 After watching U-Verse commercials during the entire baseball season, they told millions of customers that the Giants' game was on channel 1112 last night. It wasn't, even though it said it was.2 The Yankees were on. Are ya KIDDIN' me?3 After an entire day of grading papers and sports, I wanted me some Giants' playoffs.4 I thought of calling U-Verse, which was already on my list for masquerading as a professional company, when I decided I would probably get ridiculous service. I hit Facebook instead and got instant results. So a big thanks and shout out to everybody who informed me that where it said Law and Order in the U-Verse channel directory, it was actually the Giants' game. Makes perfect sense to me. I missed almost two innings.5 If you are a baseball fan, you probably have certain superstitions. They're ridiculous, I'm quite sure, but you have them. You don't want your "chi" interrupted, because you know that if you send particles and thoughts to your team, they will pick up on it and do magic.6 I am thoroughly convinced that it wasn't the Reds' pitching keeping our hitters down, but the lack of public chi. Millions of viewers didn't see the first couple of innings of an intense playoff series.7 Okay so I'm overreacting. I was all pumped up in my orange and black, and it was like a blackout. That company has already been ridiculous, disabling both my desktop AND my wireless printer.8 And now this.9 If you are thinking of going U-Verse, think twice. Bottom line. We're sort of stuck with it for a while. I'm hoping someone does a class-action against them. We already had to call them to come out and re-hook up our bedroom.10 Go to any other company. I swear dudes.11 It's all good. The Giants are gonna come back.12 But U-Verse.13 Major fail.14 Moving On, Part the First: Okay, I'm off my rant.15 You just don't mess with people's sports.16 I claim it's "The Man."17 Probably knew that watching this grand old movie called Good Bye, My Fancy inspired me to go back into the Kennedy case.18 The title is from this really lousy poem by Walt Whitman. I know nothing about the poem except that it is not one of Ol' Walt's better efforts. Pretty sappy. Same guy who wrote Leaves of Grass, which I love.19 This one, not so good. I'd print it, but some of you might run screaming, and we don't want that.20 The movie is good though. I won't go into all the details, but it's theme is about how colleges can control thought, and about how brave a teacher must be to bring up really controversial issues, and how people at the top are under pressure not to bring up controversial issues.21 The movie brings up the issues of how Fascism and Communism have gone where angels fear to tread. I'm thoroughly convinced that Fascism was the great unspoken in the film, which was made in 1951. Either way, the control of the education of the people by the State was a definite theme.22 We don't need no thought control.23 That sort of thing.24 Issues that are glaring in education to this day under the guise of "standards."25 It also brings up the issue of how professors who were more radical in their younger days tend to sell out and do what they are told as they continue their careers.26 Sound familiar?27 As an older teacher, I see it glaring at me every day. If we stay busy and in fear of our jobs, then we must do whatever the State dictates.28 And there is no shortage of politicos who would like nothing more than to have a nation that is ignorant of its past, or of how easily entire countries have been controlled from the top. Very powerful people know this. So evidently did some OccupyOakland people this morning. This does tend to attract Marshal Law. Scary stuff all wrapped up in this little movie.29 It is called Good-Bye, My Fancy. It stars Joan Crawford and Robert Young, among others. It is based on a 1948 play by Fay Kanin.30 The major theme is not of a rekindled love story, as Wiki tries to put it, but is truly about the restriction of academic freedom, and it's ominous danger. Wiki wants nothing to do with giving any of the plot info out, as it is clearly a warning to the world about the dangers of controlling education. Here is a somewhat convoluted plot summary, but I was into the 4 a.m. and didn't have a lot of time to dig up a better one:31 Unfortunately I was grading papers while trying to watch the film, so I coasted over the love story. What I enjoyed was much of the dialogue, which discussed the outrage of a college trying to keep a controversial film from being shown.32 To people in 1951, who watched how easily Hitler rose to power, it was probably a tacit thing. Tacit means "understood without a word being said." The implications of people in power controlling thought, especially at the university level, were instant, and ominous.33 In the 2012 version of education, we are being told without being told to stay busy, and that we must teach what we are told to teach. If we don't teach what we are told to teach, the State could take us over. We are told that.34 I made a career out of bringing controversial things into the classroom, and of not sticking to teaching just the verbs and gerunds and stuff. I would use the murder of John F. Kennedy as a grand mystery that brings into question the entire issue of fiction v. non-fiction. It also gives a brief glimpse into why we are facing the issues that we are facing today. It's a powerful unit filled with lots of facts, AND with lots of fiction.35 It isn't that verbs and stuff like that is unimportant, but it should certainly not be to the exclusion of opening students' eyes to the real world, and the world that they and their children and grandchildren will inherit.36 The irony of my discovery of this Goodbye, My Fancy on a Sunday morning is that I was WAY too busy with doing what I was told, and keeping all my grades and stuff in order. I didn't hear nor see too much of the actual sub-plots, but I did see and hear the issue of the fierce dangers of thought control.37 It's out there. Trust me. And a lot of younger teachers are being controlled through propaganda and gentle lies. We older, and yes, sometimes wiser sorts see through the control and see it as a lot of poppycock, but dangerous poppycock.38 How leftist of me.39 Or rightist. Paint me what you will.40 I just think that issues are important, and that students are aching to argue and debate. They almost sense it.41 And that people at the top understand that need, and allow it in small portions.42 But if someone tries to push the envelope, he or she can be muzzled pretty quickly.43 All of that came through as I graded papers and gave a listen to some of the dialogue of that interesting film.44 Okay, I went there.45 Moving On, Part the Second: I always felt that overusing the term "film" was sort of a stodgy thing. It is SO much better to those in the business, or who study the business than is the term "movies." I never really understood why.46 I always thought the term "movie" was sort of charming and un-stodgy.47 I also could never call a movie, or film a "picture." That is clearly a term for people who actually make the things, and who have been around, I suppose.48 I'm into the 4 a.m. already. I guess I'm ready to re-group.49 Hope you enjoyed this rant. It needed a LOT more research, but sorry.50 I don't have time to research AND provide truth at the same time.51 Too busy grading papers and wondering what the next thing they are going to want us to teach will be.52 I'm thinking of doing a fiction unit.53 I think I'll begin with the Warren Report.54 See you again.55 Peace.~H~www.xanga.com/bharrington
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1 Thank God, or Jayzuss, or even Joe the Bear, but there's no baseball coming to us today. I loves me some playoffs, but it does make for some late hours and groggy days.2 I could be wrong; I think I have me a Thursday night to write this, and then to do whatevs. I feel a bit like a pitcher who finally gets a day for some rest, and maybe even some healthy food, like leafy vegetables, or arugula.3 So lettuce begin. <groan>4 Bad, bad veggie pun. All apollos. Right off the bat. Yeesh.5 I finally got my Nissan Ol' Timuh washed. I love car washes. I love mechanical car washes more than I do most other car washes because they are, well, mechanical. I don't have to deal with people. I sometimes like that. It's just that I always seem to need a car wash when a bajillion other cars need them. It is always like everyone else decides to show up when I show up. But I do love car washes.6 I love them because a) they wash my car, and b) they go well with music.7 I remember one time when my obsession with coincidences worked to my advantage at a car wash.8 I went to the car wash, as always, and drove the T0000000NDRA in slowly. The second I rolled forward, a karaoke CD of Disney's Just Around the Riverbed blasted in sync with the spraying of the water on my windshield. I was suddenly surrounded by spraying water and magical Disney music.9 Delightful. I was no longer at a King and Story Shell, but in the Magic Kingdom, with water shows causing wonderfully cartoony images in my head. The music blasted and the water surrounded the T000000NDRA, a dazzling display for six bucks.10 It set the tone for a beautiful day. AND I knew the T000000NDRA enjoyed it too, emerging all shiny and ready for the day.11 All week I have been trying to get a car wash for my new Nissan Altima, which I affectionately refer to as the "Ol' Timuh," sort of after myself. The Ol' Timuh sits outside under large Sycamore trees that throw some sort of misty sap mixed with spider webs on it each night. It needs to be washed constantly.12 The same is true of the T000000NDRA, which also sits outside waiting to make a trip to the dumps. It has spider webs and autumn leaves, but it still runs like the proverbial champ.13 Most people who know me know that I would rather go to the dumps than to Disneyland. And I loves anytime I could drive the T000000NDRA these days. It's nostalgic, and it's fun. It was just getting a bit old, so I wanted to rest its miles.14 AnywayZ...15 Yesterday after yet another meeting, I got into my home area at around 5:30, looked over at my own neighborhood Shell station and noticed no line for car washes. This NEVER happens, so I popped into the station, paid for a cheapo car wash, and zipped right in.16 I forgot to hook up some Disney music, so the radio in the Ol' Timuh started buzzing. I turned it off, and suddenly the car wash caused me to hallucinate.17 Have you ever gone into a car wash and it seems like you are moving, even if your foot is on the brake? All that stuff swirling around can give you an unearthly feeling, especially if you have had a week like I have had, which was filled with meetings, school lockdowns, deadlines for grades, more meetings, baseball, insomnia, and still more meetings. The baseball I liked, but it was still time spent up late.18 So I thought the Ol' Timuh was moving forward in the car wash, and suddenly, it WAS. One of the mechanical washer arms swung by my right door with a red light that said, "BACK UP!" like some science fiction whack version of R2.19 It was more a cross between R2 and Wall-E. It was other worldly.20 That has never happened before. So I backed up and all the water stopped, and a green light went on. It seemed too soon to me, but I drove forward to the drying part of the car wash.21 Nothing happened. I looked in my rear view, and this light misty rinse was dancing behind me.22 And no evidence of a dryer went on in front of me. Something wasn't right, especially when it was late afternoon and I had gotten out of a meeting late.23 It was a living hallucination. I thought of going up and complaining to the guy in the booth, but decided it just wasn't worth the investment of time. I just drove around the parking lot letting things sort of wind dry. Walter Mitty on crack.24 I was THAT disoriented all day.25 My car came out squeaky clean anyway. I just thought to myself, "Too much stuff happening this week man. Go home and get you some rest!"26 So ended another in my endless battle with inanimate objects.27 Moving on, Part the First: Today marks the anniversary of the release of the Beatle's first single ever, "Love Me Do"/"P.S. I Love You" in 1962! Here is a blurb about it from a great little book called On This Day in Music History by Jay Warner:1962 The Beatles' first single, "Love Me Do"/"P.S." I Love You," was released in the U.K. on the EMI records affiliate Parlophone. Radio Luxembourg played the record for the first time that evening. The group couldn't believe it. Rumor has it that manager Brian Epstein bought 10,000 copies for sale through his NEMS record store chain, knowing that was the magic number of sales needed to make the British Top 20. He sold them all.28 Will you tell me that?29 Time hurries on. I always thought the story about Epstein buying 10,000 copies was true. Pretty expensive, but pretty good marketing idea. People are lemmings, after all.30 Moving on, Part Two: What a madhouse this week was! I'm still sort of reeling from all of it.31 You know how it is said that you put horrid things out of your mind? This was just a bajillion mildly horrid things, but if someone put a gun to my head I couldn't tell them what transpired.32 My brain has become like Fifty First Dates, only hourly.33 Nowadays, any time a grading period comes to an end it is a madhouse. We are grading another half-class worth of papers each day because of increased class sizes. It doesn't seem like much to a layperson, but if class sizes increase by just three students per class, that's fifteen more students. I'm pretty sure I have more than that.34 Schools have reached a critical time. They have cut beyond cutting, and it is starting to take its toll. The students might sense a difference, but the staffs at each school will tell you to a person that these the toughest times ever. Ask anyone in education.35 I won't bore you with too many details, because this year I have been trying to give people a glimpse at what goes on "behind the scenes" at a school.36 I still wouldn't change my job, and I still love going in each day. There is a certain spirit that makes it all somehow worthwhile.37 Maybe it's just that I teach some really fun knuckleheads, all ears and braces.38 I also teach some kids who will become scientists, doctors, lawyers, brick-layers, plumbers, car salesmen, authors, and yes, even teachers.39 I have to remember that. The meetings dictated by people who have been out of the classroom don't do much for me. They are just like meetings anywhere: useless and lousy for morale, by and large.40 They come down from the top, and we all know the cliche. It all rolls downhill.41 Accountability. Yeesh.42 Without reading a single piece of homework I could grade kids based on the looks on their faces and the amount of stuff they have in their backpacks.43 Honestly.44 I had probably better stop now. Somewhere there might be a district person hacking into my computer and reading this.45 Some people need to get lives.46 Not me.47 I've had more than enough of real life this fine week, and I'm finally going to get some much-needed rest.48 You get some rest too.49 Have a sweet weekend. Go Giants! Go A's. Go Bay Area sports!!! I hope we all emerge victorious.50 See you again.51 Peace.~H~www.xanga.com/bharrington
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A's Miracle in the Making!!!The Daily News
1 The A's triumphant victory last night should have come as a surprise to virtually no one.2 Another come-from-behind victory over another overrated team by one of the most underrated teams in baseball.3 If you watched the A's right before the All-Star Break, you sensed a miracle finish.4 I'm looking forward to watching both Bruce Bochy and Bob Melvin manage the playoffs. Right now both look pretty ingenious.5 What an awesome final day of the season.6 The Giants played it right yesterday. They had guys out there I didn't even know we had. I was at meetings all afternoon, and couldn't even listen to the games.7 But it was all cool. I was between meetings just as the A's were about to clinch, but was late for another meeting, so I couldn't listen.8 It's all good. That's baseball. You keep in tune any way you can.9 Looking forward to the playoffs. It's gonna be fun. It might be awesome.10 We'll just have to wait and see.11 The Giants and A's are there.12 Nothing else matters.13 Moving on, Part One: I always hate when I re-read the DN and find serious grammatical errors.14 Yesterday's masterpiece had two. Item seven said, "And with all due respect it took to [two] former A's to beat the Dodgers last night." Argh. I just type fast. Trust me, I know the difference.15 And after having corrected six bajillion papers, I wrote this in item ten: "The San Francisco Bulls start there [their] lives this week."16 I got away from the school during lunch and read my emails, saw that most of them are suddenly nothing but ads, and began deleting them using my iPhone.17 I happened upon yesterday's DN and forgot what I had written, but that I remembered having liked it when I put it to bed.18 I looked, scrolled, chuckled a little, and then became ungodly remorseful that two idiotic grammatical errors gave an otherwise entertaining effort a black eye.19 I went into the doldrums for around four seconds when lunch arrived.20 All was forgiven.21 I corrected it this morning in the 3 a.m.22 I don't have editors. Hell, I'm supposed to be my own editor, but I write this stuff in my sleep.23 I still go to sleep reasonably early and awaken at sometime in the middle of the night to jot this stuff down.24 And so it goes. Spelling errors. Are ya kiddin' meeeeee?25 Okay I'm over it.26 Moving on, Part the Second: While on my way to the meeting, some van almost drove into me. It would have been a little dent, but I was on Capitol Expressway, so it also could have been chaotic. It was right when the A's were about to win it too.27 It's scary out there man.28 AnywayZ...29 I got through a day that was supposed to be really hectic. If the worst thing that happened was that I used the wrong words in two sentences, I got no probs.30 I never use the word "problem" any longer.31 I have substituted "challenge" in order to be politically correct.33 So I guess I was lexiconically challenged yesterday.34 Spell check just corrected me. It said "laconically."35 La-dee-dah. What, didja have the day off yesterday?36 I might have also been laconically challenged.37 I had more items than a Chinese menu.38 I hope that didn't offend anyone.39 I had Chinese food yesterday for lunch.40 Moving on, Part the Thoid: When I start talking about lunch at 4 a.m. something ain't right.41 It is most certainly time to move on.42 Is it just me or was the debate last night a snore?43 I tried watching, but those guys looked to me like a couple of windbags. I guess I wasn't that into it because I was trying to watch baseball, make a little grub, and have some polite conversation.44 I was also going through getting-grades-done withdrawals.45 So not much to report. The other half of the world might have blown up, but right now, I'm too tired to look.46 Hopefully not.47 So I'm just going to put this to bed, and then put myself back to bed.48 I still have a saloon to run.49 So we'll see you again.50 Have a great day, and fly low. Thursdays are swell.51 Peace.~H~www.xanga.com/bharrington -
1 'Tober.
2 Giants. Boche. Mota. REALLY???
3 Why DO that to people who might have heart conditions?
4 Well, the better team won, and a kindly note to the Dodgers: Don't celebrate in front of champions. It's not healthy to your season. Happy landings, fellows.
5 Meanwhile, the A's!!! One of what hopefully will become the most storied seasons in history. They have to finish the miracle today.
6 Hey Giants' fans, I'm still one of you. But you have to hand it to this year's A's. They started at All-Star break and never looked back.
7 And with all due respect, it took two former A's to beat the Dodgers last night.
8 I just think it's fun to enjoy us some Bay Area sports.
9 And we have hockey.
10 The San Francisco Bulls start their lives this weekend with some sort of promo that absolutely nobody knows about.
11 Meanwhile, the NHL is resuming talks...
12 Right now, I'm sticking with baseball.
13 The NFL almost lost me with those idiotic refs. I'm getting pretty tired of sports doing stuff like that to the fans.
14 I guess it's all a part of life.
15 But right now it's all about baseball, and it's 'Tober, and our teams are in the hunt, AND deservedly so.
16 Will I ever wear an A's/Giants' split cap?
17 Not in this life, not in the next. I bleed orange and black.
18 Moving on, Part the First: I missed the deadline for getting my grades done a day early, if that makes any sense.
19 We have a pretend deadlining the day before the real deadline. I was too busy trying to be accurate, so I missed that deadline by about two hours yesterday.
20 Instead, I went student by student, thought through every issue, and did the best job I have ever done in terms of accuracy.
21 Spell check just underlined the word "deadlining."
22 Dude it's a gerund of my own creation.
24 Gerunds.
25 How did any of us ever get through life not knowing what a gerund is?
26 People who do are like a secret society. They have their own handshakes and they party in Occidental.
27 I'll let you in on one of the best-kept secrets of grammar: a gerund is a word ending in -ing used as a noun.
28 How's THAT for revealing the best kept secret in human history?
29 Gerunds. Yeesh. Who came up with those boring grammatical names for things anyway?
30 I try to tell my students that if they named all those boring grammatical names stuff like "chocolate flavuh," "cherries and whipped cream," or "peach pies," that students might listen a little more.
31 They rarely get that. If the guys who invented the language had named "participles" something like "saucy pasta," people might listen more.
32 I heavily doubt it.
33 Moving on, Part the Second: What an eternal nerd.
34 Doedeedoe.
35 I love that I could write anything here and nobody really cares.
36 I just felt like writing, "Doedeedoe."
37 Twice.
38 That's what happens in the 4 a.m.
39 You do stuff like this: fafjdklfjafja;fjdskfjdskfjdfjdslfja;lfjdsjf
40 No news is good news, yo.
41 Moving on, Part the Thoid: Long day ahead. It is ironically a short day, because my school decided a few years ago that Wednesdays would be good days to have collaboration, which translates loosely to "teacher meetings."
42 I actually pleaded for Monday mornings, since that is a pretty useless day for productivity anywhere on the West Coast.
43 Any teacher anywhere will tell you that the most productive days are Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday.
44 Our teachers VOTED to have collaboration on Wednesday afternoons, so the students have short periods and go home at 1:30 every Wednesday.
45 So today we have a shortened schedule interrupted with a Code Red drill one of the periods, our weekly meetings about doom and gloom, and then I get to fly over to a monthly union meeting for more doom and gloom.
46 That meeting is scheduled for 4 p.m., the same time that our REAL grades are due for the students' "permanent records."
47 Nifty.
48 Is there a back door outta this place?
49 Moving on, Part Four: Nah. Despite all these glimpses, I would do it all over again.
50 I absolutely love teaching, in spite of all its boushit, and there is a tremendous amount of boushit in this profession.
51 I remain absorbed.
52 Why?
53 Because I could simultaneously watch two freshmen boys knocking each other's hats to the floor like first graders, and three freshmen girls rolling their eyes like they were thirty.
54 And the boys are clueless at how idiotic they look.
Their ears turn red as their behavior looks more and more like grade schoolers.
55 It's hilarious.
56 And I simply walk over, pull my glasses down, give a knowing glance, and one will inevitably say, "He knocked my hat off!" And I will hold a stern countenance, and then smile, shake my head, say nothing, and walk to another part of the room. They will chirp like Disney characters, and I will re-direct all of it with a scary mute stare.
57 They will chirp back and forth in whispers until one of the girls will finally say, "Shut UPPPPPPPP!"
58 And all will be peaceful.
59 It's into the 4 a.m. I'm going to get myself a little more sleep, and then I will turn and face the day.
60 Just another glimpse.
61 It's what I do.
62 Peace.
~H~
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