Super Bowl Stuff 1: Looking at Records

First, I’ll make things easier on myself and link to the official NFL Super Bowl Standings.

Admittedly it’s a bit unbalanced, since it ranks the teams by winning percentages.

So I’ll parse through the basic statistics to bring out some subtleties.

First, a list of the teams you WON’T see on the list after the superbowl:

Houston Texans
Jacksonville Jaguars
Cleveland Browns
New Orleans Saints
Detroit Lions
Arizona Cardinals

(The Indianapolis Colts won it once (and lost it once) as the Baltimore Colts, and The Houston Oilers became the Tennessee Titans, who made an appearance. The Seattle Seahawks won’t belong on the above list by July 6, so I’m not including them on the above list now.)

The Houston Texans are too new to belong on the list, and the Jacksonville Jaguars are still new enough to have an excuse. The present incarnation of the Cleveland Browns is also pretty new, although when the Baltimore Ravens were known as the Cleveland Browns they had been unable to make it to the Super Bowl.

The New Orleans Saints have suffered from an extreme sense of frustration, as this is the team that saw the invention of the paper bagged fan and the dimminuition of their nickname to “The ‘Aint’s”. This year has been especially rough on them, with their home turf flooded and the team being locked in to where they’re definitely not wanted nor needed. I can think of four places where franchise would fit in better — Los Angeles, San Antonio and Sacramento could fit in smoothly with no muss, and Oklahoma City has proven its salt with the NBA.

Then there is the Detroit Lions; also known on this board as the Football Puddy-tats. Trust me, any team that has has trouble over nearly fifty years winning a postseason game (try a single win, with few tries to boot) is a case of a team embracing mediocrity. The fact that they moved into a SMALLER stadium (and didn’t have the excuse of space that the Bears had) should point to you what they expect from their team.

So why aren’t the Lie-downs the bottom of the list? Simple: they’ve been known as the Detroit Puddy-tats all this time — unlike the Cardinals, who’ve moved from Chicago to Saint Louis to Arizona and still haven’t found a way to get a championship. Curse Art Model as much as you want, but at least he got the Super Bowl Championship he always wanted.

Next Posting: Teams with a tradition of making the Super Bowl


Illegal Weekend Update:

Just so you know, I’m getting better. Still a bit too busy for stuff, but will be back Monday.

Have had a few things to think about in the meantime. You’ll hear them, as well as thoughts about the Super Bowl (the phenomenon and holiday, not this year’s game).

Bleepin’ Cold

I’ve been fighting sniffles and sneezing all day, and now it’s getting in the way of me looking at the screen and writing this. I’ll have to hide away until this stuff dies off.

When I’m back (after this weekend) I’ll be doing some postings about the Super Bowl. Being a Football Puddy-tats fan, I don’t really expect to root for my team to make it there, but there’s other ways for me to root.

Still Thinking About Election 2004 (and 2000 As Well)

Bad enough that Michael Moore had to come up with this map:

"Lib usa defects to Canadia"
Alt name:

While I wouldn’t mind becoming a Canadian Citizen, I doubt Canada would want me. I’d need a skill that earns enough to be an asset, and they have a selection process that allows them to refuse people (unlike the USA, which makes it easy for ANYONE to become one of us). And besides, Canada has standards which they would probably place each American to in order to find them wanting.

And since Canada probably wouldn’t welcome us, I fear this map and its identifications would fit much better:

Yes, the term is “Occupied Territories.” I’ve seen bumper stickers along the lines of “There Are Americans, Then There Are Liberals” with the connotation of liberals as enemies in full force.

But at least we get the idea of statewide areas; more worrisome to me is the county-by-county map. Not that a large area is Republican red; but more the fact that in many states you can isolate the strongly democratic areas into dot-like areas:

(our elections are “Winner Take All,” so I’m not gonna entertain the “purple” maps of the USA.)

The problem is this: If I’m going to want to consider myself an American, I want to feel welcome in ALL parts of America, not just the blue counties. I vote with what I see as my economic interest, so I expect that some people will never be on my side of the important issues; but in 2004 the largest group of people voted for “moral concerns.” These “moral concerns” people not only vote without consideration of their interests (economic, security or freedom), but if I appear to be out-of-place with their beliefs they push their agenda onto me.

And that agenda would not be the benefits of choosing Steak instead of a Chinese Buffet.

I remember looking at the 2000 version of the above county map at a eatery in a smallish town and stifling an urge to shout back “So you think a few nuclear bombs would fix this nation?” knowing the map hid the concentrations of people in the blue counties behind the mass of land in the red counties. Now I’m more worried about being forever a foreigner in my own country, welcome only in those small areas known a urban wastelands. Also knowing that the places where Al-Qaida would most likely hit (like they’re going to hit Liberal, Kansas) are the places where I’d feel welcome.

And I wonder what it would take to feel welcome in the red areas. Other than lobotomizing myself, that is.

The Ninth Circle of Mourning

Went to a visitation today. It was a friend of my housemate’s, someone she had seen quite a bit in an earlier day but who had recently started suffering from a multiplicity of ailments. From what I heard, the last straw was the guy decided to try out dialysis to see if liver functioning would improve, turned out the liver was worsening so they decided to let things go.

While looking at the people mourning the man, I kept thinking about Tony Salazar. He died rather suddenly (although not exactly unexpectedly) from a “brain bleed” (another term for stroke, if you ask me), and while at today’s visitation a song of Tony’s, titled “The Ninth Circle of Love,” kept running through my head.

Anyway, one of the more interesting happenings was near the end, when a friend of the dead person was asked to be a pallbearer. Not only was it odd for a pallbearer to be asked at the visitation, but one could tell the guy doing the asking was making an effort to include this guy despite his wishes.

Turned out the guy being asked was a longtime companion of the dead man for many years. And although the man organizing the funeral and visitation clearly did not like what this meant, he made what I would call the right move in involving the companion in the pallbearing activities.

No, Not This — Bring Back Engler Instead!

Dominos Pizza CEO to Head DeVos’s Gubernatorial Campaign

So it looks like Rich DeVos will try to win the Governor’s seat in the state of Michigan.

Bad enough that this guy is part of the two families that introduced MLM to the world. Bad enough that they built the first army of Americans who joyously went against their interests by voting for those who wished to make them poor. Bad enough that the company his father (and friend Van Andel) built has made peace with those forces that have worked to bilk their salespeople and abuse those whom they’ve raised (in order to tear down gleefully). Bad enough that they have a whole city under their thumb…

Now they want to have a state under their thumb.

But let’s not forget…while the number of the beast is supposed to be a person, it can also represent an area code.

wink, wink (for the humor impaired)

Gary Suffers from Closed Grocery Stores

You know, this actually looked like a year of some good news for Gary. While too many houses caught fire and burned up, while too many windows started getting busted, while Chicago gangs started taking over neighborhoods throughout Gary, there were two grocery stores that actually opened up! One was a rebuild of an old store, another was new.


First the rebuild burned down after one month of being open. Heard lots of residents mourning the fresh produce and convenience lost when that building burned down. Many think it was arson.

Then this!

I hope this is temporary; otherwise Gary, a city which had suffered much over the past year, looks to have lost yet another battle in the war against the forces arrayed against it — gangs, industrial aging and abandonment, disinvestment, red-lining, gangs, ghettoization, ugly reputation, etc.

Kid Has BBGun In School, Is Now Practically Dead.

Kid With Pellet Gun Gets Shot

Sorry, but if you’re expecting me to feel sorry for the kid, tough cookie.

He brought a gun to school, threatened a fellow student with it, and aimed it at men with real guns. Should you expect anything different?

Indeed, I think the kid was suicidal, and God’s making sure the kid gets the maximum amount of punishment (by keeping him brain-dead yet alive). Sometimes God gets the punishments right.

Second Impressions…

Sometimes people need time to get an impression on another person. A first impression can quickly give way to a second impression which may not be appreciative.

My housemate has always bemoaned what had happened to her when she married her first husband. Seems he had made a good impression the first time he made it up, then grew a beard and created enough of a reaction that she was disowned by the family for a few years. She has always marked that as one of her biggest traumas in her life.

Well, recently she had reacted violently to my brother, almost as if he had done something merely by being here. She even went as far as suggest that my brother’s wife divorce him and live off welfare as long as she needs to.

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Now, here’s the kicker: Both actions were right actions!In my story of my housemate’s few years of disownership (she was eventually welcomed back into the family), it turned out the former husband was mildly abusive and very much a malingerer when it came to the working world. Not only that, but he seemed to do nothing to watch over his health after a certain point.

As for my brother, let’s just say I found out first-hand what type of person he is. After all, when you spend over $1500 on gifts when you just lost your home and you owe someone who bailed you out of some troubles $2,500, it definitely looks bad.

So no, I don’t appreciate whinings about people being disowned by their families. Sometimes it makes much sense — either in relation to the disownee or with whom the disownee chooses to hang out with.