Warriors Slay Boston's Green Monster

It was almost as thrilling as watching the New York Giants slay the New England Patriots in Super Bowl XLII.

The Golden State Warriors took down the "Alleged" best team in the NBA tonight. With seconds left in a tie game Baron Davis hit a game winning fade away jump shot to give the Warriors an exciting 119-117 Victory over the 41 win Boston Celtics.

The Warriors bench and defense came through and played the type of game they had to play in order to beat this deep Boston team. Throughout the game most Warriors fans probably felt elated just to be hanging with the Boston Celtics. Not having Steven Jackson made for even a more improbable night to pull off a win. Yet the Warriors played four quarters of basketball and shined down the stretch to pull off the upset.

The Celtics were the first team I've seen use a defensive attack strategy on Monta Ellis. It almost worked. But Don Nelson adjusted by using a quicker offensive attack and catching the Celtics off guard.

The Warriors played a great team game with all contributing to this win. Pietrus, Biedrins and Harrington all stepped up big and Webber contributed a bit early.

But it was that final shot of Baron Davis that thrust the triumphant dagger to puncture the heart of the Green Monster of Boston. After swishing the shot, Baron elatedly skipped back down the court with .03 seconds left on the clock. He had this school boy type joy in his skip and the Oakland Arena fans wildly ate it up. Even the Boston players had to give it to Baron afterward. There's no doubt in Warrior-land that Baron plays all-star basketball for Golden State..

On an evening where a lunar eclipse shadowed over the Bay Area, the Golden State Warriors lit up the evening with an all-STAR team performance.

Final Score
Warriors 119
Celtics 117

Superman Wins Slam Dunk Competition!

Not A Bird
Not A Plane
Not A Rocket

The Caped Dwight Howard Soars Through The NBA Skies to Win Slam Dunk 2008

Fox Top News Stories For Today

Sometimes I wonder just what this country of ours is coming to. If a person living 100 years ago was able to peek at today's news headlines they'd think Satan himself had taken over the country. They'd probably agree that Armageddon had arrived in year 2000 and the headlines are typical of daily activities in Hell. Actually it was the year that George Bush was elected as our 43rd President, mere coincidence. There's simply nothing else to explain the madness.


And here now the news:

• Former Student Guns Down 5 Before Killing Self at Illinois University
• O.J. Simpson's Girlfriend Hospitalized With 'Severe Head Injury'
• Peeping Tom Arrested After Hiding Under North Carolina Man's Bed
• Gorillas Caught Making Love, Human Style
• Report: Man Questioned in Brutal Murder of New York City Psychologist Released
• Female Referee Removed From Officiating Boys' Basketball Game by Religious School
• Handshake Saves Man's Life: Doctor Diagnoses Man's Brain Tumor Through 'Spongy' Handshake
• Mom Finds Blade in Valentine's Day Heart Lollipop
• San Diego Border Patrol Discovers Wire Possibly Strung to Decapitate Agents
• 'Today' Show Apologizes for Jane Fonda's Use of C-Word
• Siblings Celebrate 391 Years of Wedded Bliss
• Pentagon Plans to Shoot Down Failing Satellite
• Hezbollah Chief Declares War on Israel After Militant Commander's Death
• Billy Ray Cyrus Says He, Miley Just Forgot to Buckle Up
• Cops Investigate California Child Abduction; Parents Blamed
• Federal Appeals Court Overturns Texas Sex-Toy Ban
• Best Buy Sued for $54M Over Lost Laptop
• CDC Warns of 'Choking Game' After 82 Youths Die

WHAT TO GET YOUR GIRL FOR VALENTINES DAY?

How about an injection of illegal HDH steroid in the booty.

Nothing says I love you like a syringe filled dose of "THE JUICE" being pumped through her veins. That woman of your life will know not only that you love her but that you'll share with her your deepest secrets.

It didn't matter that the man who injected her has no hint of a medical degree, the fact that you'd have another man "JUICE" her up for you was enough to convince her of your trust and devotion to her. And why not talk about it on national television to rekindle the love.

So you still not sure what to get your girl for Valentine's Day? Roger Clemens Knows!

Friends don't let friends inject their wives with steroids, period.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

Chad "Ocho Cinco" Johnson A Raider?

No, Ocho Cinco hasn't been fitted for a Silver & Black jersey yet. But hearing it straight from his mouth that he'd like to be a Raider was enough to make any Raiders fan dream.

headline:
"Come Get Me, Says Ocho Cinco to Al Davis"

Though the cost involved would seem to make this fairytale trade a pipe dream, I'm keeping my fingers crossed that Al Davis has just a tad bit of magic left in his negotiating bag of tricks to make it happen.

I know we need defensive players and O-lineman, but just imagine if you will a Chad Johnson / JaMarcus Russell connection. Where you at Oucho Cinco?

Monta "OH MY!" Ellis Leads Warriors to Win

I hear they're still trying to come up with a nickname for Golden State Warriors guard/forward Monta Ellis. Look no further please. Since Monta first arrived and began showing hints of basketball stardom I've caught myself whispering the two words that best describe his play.

Tonight, along with the rest of the viewing public I'm sure, I caught myself yelling those same two words both during the Monta finger roll layup play and while watching it again on replay.

Monta has worked on and stepped up his game from a year ago and its only a matter of time before the rest of the league has to take notice. He's young and quick with good floor vision and a solid jump shot. Not to mention that he has defensive skills and leaping ability that has his 6'3 height working for him better than Manute Bol's 7'7in. frame ever did out on the hardwood floor.

So why is everyone finding it so hard to pin a nickname on Monta Ellis. Maybe they're all just trying too hard, after all this isn't the Los Angeles scene where a catchy name can put you into instant celebrity status. This is the Yay Yay where only proof of skill brings about celeb fame and nickname patents.

To be honest I think Monta Ellis has enough game where just the name Monta can evoke thoughts of great plays. But if you must name the budding star, just think of what it was you said when first seeing him fly through the air with the greatest of ease to lay down a dunk or finger roll over a suprised opponent. Remember yet! I remember what my thoughts were both the first time and the last.

"OH MY!"

You'd better get used to it. Because the Monta "OH MY!" Ellis show has arrived in the Bay, and if you miss it you'll only hear those who witnessed the new Warriors legend say: Did You See Monta Ellis last night, "Oh My!"

final score
Warriors 105
Kings 102

Monta had 34 pts, 9 rebounds and 5 assists tonight. "OH MY!"
Shooting 85% from the field in his last two games. "OH MY!"
Did I mention that Monta has unbelievable hangtime? "OH MY!"

Amazon Book Deal Sacked!

I didn't know about the book deal until I saw a guy at the super bowl party wearing a black tee-shirt with prophetic white lettering that read: "18-1."

A Day after the New York Giants upset of the New England Patriots in Super Bowl XLII, I attempt a online glance at the Boston Globe's book entitled "19-0: The Historic Championship Season of the New England Patriots." I'd heard they were still taking pre-orders for the book right up until the game ending whistle. Here's what I got when I clicked on the link:

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Patriots Fan Blog Sees Book As Ultimate Jinx/Curse 7 Days Before Game: Too Funny!

UNDERDOG N.Y. GIANTS ARE SUPERBOWL CHAMPIONS

Today is a day that'll live in football infamy. A riveting game and a most beautiful ending. The New York Giants smothered Patriots QB Tom Brady all game. Meanwhile, Giants QB Eli Manning became a football legend as he led his team to victory in a stunning 17-14 win over the fourteen point favored Pats.

Everyone loves an "UNDERDOG", and for one game an underdog made believers of a nation.


Congratulations New York Giants on your Super Bowl XLII Victory!

ROAD TO SUPER BOWL XLII

COULD BE A CLASSIC!

Cheech & Chong Presents

Up until now I've thought of Los Angeles as a plastic culture in cars. Now I suppose I'll have to revise my thinking to a plastic culture in cannabis smelling cars. Only in L.A., where you have eight lane freeways that become parking lots at any given moment of the day, can an idea like this make sense. Maybe a bit of cannabis is just what they need to ease the road rage attacks and such.

I still don't understand it though, why a vending machine? What about privacy? Why not provide a place of calm and leisure in the likes of Oaksterdam (Oakland) up north? Who wants to be seen entering a well lit place with security cameras recording while you stop and cop? Even Bodegas give a sense of wanting to be discreet though everyone and their mama knows never to buy edibles from the place .

And what about the cops? You'd better hope they've got stock in the vending machine business, because if not you can expect a search and seizure that will make the Rodney King beating look like a resuscitation attempt. After all,, you ain't in Amsterdam, your in L.A., remember? Or did you smoke so much weed that you forgot exactly where you lived?

Like I said, I just don't get it. Maybe its the coolest thing to hit the west coast since casinos. Whatever the reasoning is behind it, medicinal or otherwise, I'm sure it won't be long before the thrill of it all is gone, and the first lawsuit claiming "negligence due to unsupervised dispensing" is filed. Until then L.A., smoke ti'l your broke.

Don't Forget to Vote Black!

After Jimmy Carter

Before Bill Clinton

There Was ................CLICK!

1998 Movie "Fallen"

Just from the opening credits I knew this movie was going to be something special. Anytime a movie starts out with a narrator introducing you to bits and pieces of events that have already occurred, buckle your seatbelt and get ready for a wild ride.

Below is the opening piece where a madman, made believable by actor Elias Koteas, is on his way to the gas chamber dancing and singing to the tune of "Time is on my side" by the Rolling Stones. Remember that theme, it rears its haunting head when least expected and makes for a creepy outcome.

This movie is intelligently scary to watch. Even with Denzel Washington playing the lead role, you just don't know where it'll take you, until you're there.

Time is on my side, yes it is!

Can G-MEN Clamp Down on SpyGate Parolees?

Welcome to Super Bowl XLII between the New York Giants and the New England Patriots. Me being a Native New Yorker and a 2002 "Tuck Rule" Survivor, you know who I'm rooting for.

The Giants have a real good shot at winning this thing and leaving the Pats at 18-1, one game short of a perfect perfect season. It'll take Eli having a great game and pressure on Brady. Hitting receivers hard and good tackling will also be in order. If ever the phrase "Chop off the Head and the Body Dies" fit a situation, this is it. Take Brady out of the game with pressure and the Patriots are a wagon without wheels. Who the hell's their backup quarterback anyway, Steve Grogan?

Don't get me wrong, I like Brady. I think Brady's a great quarterback and wouldn't really want to see him get hurt. But these are drastic and desperate times that call for Tanya Harding-esque measures to be taken. If not before the game then heck, during the damn game. Whatever it takes, someone's gotta get to Brady and put him down. Maybe we can bribe Tony Romo to send Jessica Simpson to Brady's hotel room a night or two before the game. The Romo Jinx is as good as the red sox curse of the 20th century.

Either way Super Bowl XLII should be hyped so much that by kickoff time you're loving one team and hating the other with a passion.

My money and passion is with the Giants, bless their road warrior hearts. Not many gave them a chance on the road against Dallas or Green Bay and yet they're still standing. As for the Brady Bunch, you're head coach is a bum, you were caught cheating and the 1972 Miami Dolphins will always be the undefeated darlings of the NFL. And besides, nobody wants to see quitter Moss holding up a Lombardi Trophy. I'd rather see Eli Manning and Michael Strahan at the podium celebrating. We'll see!

Congratulations New York Giants for winning the NFC Championship in classic non-spying fashion.

Imagine how these Giants fans (pictured before the game) must of felt afterward?

On the road at Lambeau Field, -24 degrees wind-chill factor, Overtime, Brett Favre interception, 47 yard field goal wins it! TRULY PRICELESS!

Pensacola,FL. defeats Puerto Rico

Yes, my boy Roy Jones, Jr. takes out Felix Trinidad in a unanimously decided 10 rounder. A knockdown in the 7th and another in the 10th may have been the deciding factor, I'm not sure since I didn't see it. Who's paying to watch pay-per-view these days when you can see it on HBO the following week? But based on this article at ESPN.Com, my boy Roy won it handily.

Tito has been a great fighter and champion, making Puerto Ricans across the world proud, but Roy's my boy. The Pensacola native keeps it real and very well may have been the best fighter "pound-for-pound" during his reign. Unfortunately, both these fighters best days for boxing may be behind them. Memories of Roy's supine body corpse-like on the canvas after a Glen Johnson knockout punch is still clear in my mind. Maybe Roy should just take this win and step away from the game with a winning image intact.

Either way, you can take nothing away from these two lion-hearted warriors who've brought excitement and respect back to the Boxing World.

Roy Jones, Jr and Felix Trinidad, we salute you!

THE PLAYOFFS!

JOE

Suicide Jumper Spotted Today

Today I put on the face of a hero by running into a residence hotel here in downtown San Francisco to report a man dangling from a third floor window ledge of a building. After my initial yells to the potential jumper to "just go back inside", I realized the man was beyond any reasoning as he was building up the courage to let go of the window frame he was holding onto with one hand.

It was like watching a person hesitating to jump into a cold pool. You could see that he really wanted to but an internal instinct kept just enough tension on his fingertips to prevent the mindless body from falling forward.

After looking around and seeing the half-dozen or so people looking up in tourist like fashion, as if the poor bastard was an entertainment snack, I dashed into the lobby and informed the deskclerk and others that a man was sitting on a window ledge of their building and about to jump. The desk clerk was stunned and appeared in shock as I yelled to him to call 911.

While he was on line with the 911 operator we heard a barrage of sirens indicating someone had probably already called, most likely one of the audience out front who were getting pics and video clips via cellphone to upload to a blog or youtube account no less. Oh well, who am I to judge. I've always liked watching fires for some odd unknown reason. Maybe watching someone jump from a building and splat on the asphalt gives the same sort of dramatic rush.

Police, firefighters, paramedics and just about any and everybody with responsibilities for SF City Health services and rescue were quickly on-site. For a minute I thought I saw the tiger-handler from the SF Zoo pacing nervously behind the area taped off by police. (I know, bad joke).

At one point a guy rides by on a bicycle, looks up, and yells don't do it such and such, just go back inside. It appeared he knew the would be jumper and knew of his unstable condition. But close friends they could not have been, for the bicycle rider said his piece without breaking a stroke in his peddling as he continued riding by the tense scene with nary a concern.

With the yellow tape cordoning off the asphalt below, probably making the area more appealing to the jumper than safer for pedestrians oblivious to the drama unfolding three stories above, a single police officer stepped into the area and began talking up to the guy. The first thing I heard him say was exactly the words I heard come out of my mouth when I first spotted the guy up there, "Just go back inside."

There are times when you stop looking at the main character in a drama and take in the supporting cast and their actions. I did this and found myself pitying the poor guy up on the ledge about to end it all. Again, the crowd, which had been hearded to the other side of the street by police for their own protection, were talking on cell phones, taking pictures/videos with cell phones or struggling to get their cell phones out of their pockets to do one of the aforementioned. The firefighters, with looks of disappointment because their were no hot flames licking at the poor guys ass in the window, had taken a back seat to the police. The police, except for the one negotiating and those who'd gone inside and up to the 3rd floor, were jockeying for positions outside the front of the building. They didn't appear to be getting ready for a rescue as much as not wanting to miss the inevitable human pumpkin smash. I myself was wondering why the fireman didn't pull out some kind of tarp to catch the guy in should he decide to jump or fall. Guess I've seen too much tv as a child.

Around the 20th minute or so of which this episode began, it ended with me not seeing whether he returned back into the room on his own accord or whether rescuers pulled him back in. All I saw was the disappointment in the faces of the crowd below as they quietly dispersed. You'd have thought someone was ready to throw dollar bills out the window and before they got the chance the police stopped them, ending hopes for a jubilant scuffle in the streets by all bystanders. In the eyes of the bystanders was a dull sadness as if they'd wasted their time waiting for nothing. In the time you could count to fifty was about the time it took for the block to return to normal, as if the incident hadn't occurred. Unlike fires where there's water, ash, burned furniture or something, here was nothing but minor gossip about what had happened and who the would be "Jumper" was. Nobody really seemed to know or care. He'd survived and all the pictures and videos taken were worthless.

It felt good to have the desk clerk and another staff member who was in the lobby initially when I ran in, come up to me and thank me for alerting them. I think we all, those who just weren't there to see a show, felt a huge sigh of relief when the police began removing the yellow tape and the firefighters began shuffling onto their trucks for departure.

Suicide attempts occur more than we care to think. Should you one day find yourself faced with a situation where a person is ready to attempt suicide, don't try to be a hero, just be human and offer or get help.

I'd like to commend all the city of San Francisco's Police, Firemen and Health Services persons who arrived in a timely manner and saved one human life today. Though I may have painted the scene as one full of uncaring service people just kind of doing their jobs, I acknowledge that they see these types of incidents and worse everyday and have to deal with the psychological aspects that surely stay with them once its over. I myself could barely watch the dangling legs of the guy much less look him in the eye without shuddering from the thought of falling.

Unfortunately, just another day in a city full of stories.

The Thrill Is Gone

It was 17 Wonderful Weeks ago that I fell in love with this NFL season. 17 weeks of heartthrob, heartache and heartbreak all wrapped into one glorious affair. As the saying goes,

"Its better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."



My Raiders may have lost more than they won this season, but I still enjoyed every passionate pucker of professional football they presented to me this year. Now comes the time of mourning. The week following the end of the regular season where you're team is out of the playoffs and gone til next season. Some of the coaching and player personnel may never return. You're left feeling abandoned, lonely, unfulfilled and wondering what if only this or that could have happened to make it last longer. You already try to fill-in the time slots that were spent thinking of the next game and opponent. You miss seeing your team play on Sundays as much as seeing your gurl in a silver & black thong after 17 weeks of Jenny Craig.

Let's face it, B.B. King couldn't have said it any better; The Thrill is Gone, And Now that its Over, All I can do is Wish You Well!

The thrill is gone
The thrill is gone away
The thrill is gone baby
The thrill is gone away
You know you done me wrong baby
And you'll be sorry someday

The thrill is gone
It's gone away from me
The thrill is gone baby
The thrill is gone away from me
Although I'll still live on
But so lonely I'll be

The thrill is gone
It's gone away for good
Oh, the thrill is gone baby
Baby its gone away for good
Someday I know I'll be over it all baby
Just like I know a man should

You know I'm free, free now baby
I'm free from your spell
I'm free, free now
I'm free from your spell
And now that it's over
All I can do is wish you well

Its 12:30am on a Saturday and I've just finished watching a Discovery Networks piece about a photograph entitled "The Falling Man."

The photo was taken during the hours of the World Trade Center disaster on 9/11/01.

Driving the 1hr 45min documentary was one man's search for the identity of the man in the photograph.

As the searcher begins his journey into this sacred and painful photograph you begin to discover along with him the many reasons why America had such a difficult time with this one photograph.

As stated in the Documentary, the media did not want to put focus on the victims, some 200 of which had jumped or fell out of windows to their death, but instead hyped the heroism of the rescue efforts.

The photograph was run in one paper "The Morning Call" the following day on September 12th, but hasn't been printed in any paper or magazine since. After running the photo the paper received a monumentally angry response from a stunned American public. Though the media considered it to be one of those rare pictures that reflects life-altering events that can change the way we view our future, its impact was simply too much for a grief stricken nation and the photo was pulled from publication.

The documentary touches on many of our thoughts and feelings about the photograph. It was very gratifying to see the researcher discover something as important, if not more important, than the identity of the person in the photograph, but I'm not gonna spill the beans here. You'll have to check it out for yourself.

What I enjoyed about this documentary is discovering the influence a single photograph can have on an individual just by viewing it. Watching your own thoughts try to grasp the feelings of "The Falling Man" just seconds earlier as he grapples with the decision to jump instead of burn up in the north tower. The calm reserved manner of his body language and its alignment to the building as depicted in the photo. More thoughts of "What Would You Do?" if in the same circumstances with the same exact decisions confronting you.

The Circumstances. Something pretty much none of us alive today can even fathom. And yet in the photograph, "The Falling Man" appears to me to be at peace with his decision and is leaving the outcome, body and soul, in his God's hands.

It may anger you, it may frighten you, it may make you cry. The one thing this documentary won't do is have you saying "Thank God It Wasn't Me." Because in the end "The Falling Man" photograph makes it personal. In the end it is you and me we're watching fall from the 106th floor to our death. The only difference being that we're left alive wondering what it was like, while "The Falling Man" died knowing what it was like.

Peace Be With You "The Falling Man"

Call It A GirlyMan Song If You Want - But I Like It

FOREVER

BY STRATOVARIUS

The Language of God's Love

Lewis Warren Jr. performs his own arrangement of the classic worship song "Sing Hallelujah to the LORD"!