Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Concussions
Two more Sparano comments
A. He was talking about henne's leadership during the lockout because Chad had and knew the playbook so the players would all come to him since they couldn't come to the coaches. I'm still a bit dubious about how this might have worked. After all there was only a period of a couple of days where coaches had access to players. Maybe he could get the playbook, but I highly doubt he "learned it" without daboll doing some tutoring
And B. He talked about his relationship with Ireland and how they go about finding players: essentially he goes to Ireland with a need and Ireland finds a player or perhaps players that fit the bill and they go from there. So Tony doesn't generally get to pick the player, that's up to jeff. And if this team is lacking in the talent department, then that falls on jeff.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
And then there was this game that was played....
Club LIV
club LIV, at any point.
Now let me back up a little. It was a freakin' hot day. The seats we
had were in the corner that stayed in the sun the longest, so we chose
to step inside the club level for nearly all of the second and third
quarters and simply watched the game on TV. What an odd way to watch
a game at the stadium. But you know what was odder? The sheer number
of people doing the same thing!
But I wanted to see club LIV, so I set out on a quest. The view is an
endzone view, but is in the shade if you elect to sit in the seats.
You can hang out at a lower, small bar, or head upstairs to the
club.....and its ENORMOUS. The club itself stretches pretty much
across the west endzone, on the second level of suites. There are
"cabanas" for hanging out (for a fee), some comfy chairs, lots of TVs,
some rails to stand at and catch part of the game, and a bar that
literally stretches across the entire space. But I noted there was
not a price listed anywhere. I suppose if you can afford it, it
doesn't matter.
There's music playing that's loud enough to be heard, but its not
overwhelming. The beat keeps going, and there are all kinds of
lighted features that blink in time with the music. But the main
attraction is the pretty people. There was a cornucopia of
exceptionally beautiful women milling about - looking to be seen. And
frankly, that was enough to make a few of us NEVER want to leave.
Ever.
So it was very much like a South Beach club. At the stadium. Which
was such a weird combination, that I can't quite get my head around
it. I mean club=good thing. Football=good thing. But their
intersection just doesn't make sense to me.
Now on the other hand, we can look at this as part of the Dolphins
exercise to maximize their profit, and certainly this can be
profitable. And giving me (and the other web guys) access to the club
does create a buzz. So I suppose their goal was reached.
But the starting price of admission is, ahem, cough, cough, $200. Per
person. Per game.
Who has that kind of money to do this regularly? Sure, maybe J Lo or
the Kardashians show up there. But that's a lot of dinero.
So....I enjoyed going in and, lets call it "people watching"....but I
won't be back (unless someone wants to send me!)
Maybe she had the right idea?
I happened to notice a young lady sitting on the field reading a book.
So the joke here is either (a) that she was doing something the dolphins need to - study the playbook.
Or (b) that we should take a cue from her and just find other things to entertain us this season. Such as reading instead of going to the game.
Interesting perspective
At the texans game
Short. Sweet. To the point. That's the beauty Dave's iPhone.