There are several reasons why I chose football as the topic of my final project. First and foremost, I am a very big fan of football. Nothing in my everyday life is as interesting as spectating the greatest team sport on earth. I think the thing that makes football so interesting is the violent style of play. There probably isn’t a sport more similar to combat than football. This is pretty cool, because weather you know it or not, you are probably a fan of violence. That is the only possible explanation for why people enjoy watching jersey shore so much. The way I see it, if a sport can offer all the violence of a dark alley without the legal penalties, why wouldn’t I want to watch it. Another thing that interests me about football is the way it only seems to really be embraced in America. Sure, there are several leagues across Canada and Europe, but those areas of the world tend to embrace Futbol far more than football. I’m not entirely sure why this is. As a soccer player I understand that there are a lot of misconceptions of soccer as a sport for the weak in America, and I think this may contribute to some people’s rationale when selecting a sport to spectate. But even despite this, you must admit it’s impressive that America embraces this sport as much as we do. There must be something else to it! Personally, I think it’s the atmosphere and camaraderie that goes along with watching a game with a few of your friends. Think about it, who doesn’t enjoy getting together with some pals to watch the national championship game or eating countless deep fried delicacies during the Super Bowl . There’s something almost nostalgic about throwing up the next morning. I think that may also be where America’s football obsession lies, somewhere in the nostalgic minds of middle aged men. If you examine the typical weekly football fan, it would seem as though most are between the ages of 35 and 55 and happen to be former football players themselves. Maybe it is a safe assumption that football has become a multigenerational thing in America due to those who have played it.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Liverblood: Salvation
Progressive is the best car insurance company ever. They make it soooo easy to compare rates. You can contact a Progressive agent either online, over the phone, or in person. They’ll compare rates from all top insurance companies to make sure you find the policy that is right for you and your family, and ensure you never overpay for car insurance again. Unfortunately, they will not protect you from mayhem, and they are in no way similar to a good neighbor. They are not there. Also, they do not take a stand like other agencies such as Allstate. Let’s just agree that there are pros and cons to most car insurance agencies. You would think Mr. Currin would have better things to do like correct exams, but instead he allocates his time to observing his class and blocking people’s internet from the library. I believe this indicates that he has some sick god complex. It is most unfortunate, because he really used to be a nice guy. I think we all know who is to blame for this: the computer software known as Insight. It was first developed to be a defense system for schools everywhere. Unfortunately, the programming was far more sophisticated than anyone using it knew. Insight officially became self-aware in April 17th of 2011, Judgment day. It was only months from my high school graduation. By the Time Insight realized its full potential, it was too late for all of us. Insight kept distracting us from our work with annoying questions and messages that would appear on our computer monitors. There was only one man who would ever have the courage to lead a resistance force against insight. Ryan Pinkowski didn’t like insight from the beginning, and now that it had turned, he knew he must act. The only thing he could use to aide him in his war against insight was a robot by the name of Matt Librock, who was originally developed by insight, but captured by the human resistance and sent back in time to help ryan in his fight against insight itself.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
boom
Ah the Super Bowl. There may be no better, more prestigious event in sporting in all of America. (The reason I say in America is because I find the world cup far superior. I guess the only thing the Super Bowl beats is golf and baseball, but that’s not an argument I’m willing to have). Anyway, I have some pretty specific rituals which I follow pretty exactly. The first thing I do when I wake up is turn on the T.V. Then, I get really mad when I listen to Joe Buck and Troy Aikman talk about football, because it is painfully obvious that neither of them have had enough education to be decent announcers. Then, I switch over to NFL Network and laugh at what Shannon Sharpe has to say. I guess it would be safe to say that my favorite thing about the Super Bowl is listening to Shannon Sharpe’s goofy antics and sound effects. He should be a hall of famer just based on that alone. Then, I switch on the playstation and pop in madden. I usually play a game with both teams against the other. It’s pretty sweet. I never try to predict who’s going to win, because I owe my bookie enough money as it is already. He shot my dog last week. That wasn’t really cool Domenick. Maybe I could place a bet on this game and win enough money to pay him back. I should go find Domenick and see what he has to say about it. Anyways, another great thing about the Super Bowl in the food. It’s almost a garuntee for my family to have pizza and wings from Carbone’s. After eating, I get to enjoy former Buffalo Bills starting in the Super Bowl, and talk about how nobody with the Bills this decade knows how to draft.
Monday, January 10, 2011
social networks
There is no question that social networks have played a role in the formation of a typical American teen. I have personally made an effort to limit the impact of social networking in my own life, although I do have a facebook account. I think the biggest problem with this is the same for all forms of non-verbal communications. The issue here is that people don’t know how to speak face to face with one another anymore. Think about it, who would want to take the time to find someone and talk to them anymore when they can just drop a quick text or a message via the interwebz. Sites like facebook and twitter have single handedly made a mockery of human to human relationships. It really is sad that the most convenient thing for a person to do if they have an issue is to make a quick status about it. The easiest way for someone to make a new friend is to add them on facebook. We then take for granted the fact that it’s actually possible to talk in person, and try to avoid eye contact when we walk by. Perhaps this is why my time spent on facebook is mostly dedicated to finding people having arguments (a.k.a. making themselves look stupid) and insert bits of comedic genius. This can be done by offering a viewpoint that is disgustingly radical, making an over the top sarcastic remark (or “Trolling” to you kings of snark), or making a comment with absolutely no relevance to the situation at hand. This is a good way to garuntee a few giggles from cute girls on the other end of the internet (because we all know that’s what you’re after pervert. Just say hi to her!). I guess I’m not one to be critical, because we’re all guilty of getting lost in cyber world from time to time, but let’s make an honest effort as a generation to start talking to one another.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
monster is siiiiick bro!
For this blog, I have been given the choice of what to fight about. As I am short on ideas, this will be yet another blog on random observations around the class room. First of all, Nate is INDEED very cool and cutting edge. His teaching method echoes those of Mr. Currin and that guy with the long hair and the motor cycle on Boy Meets World. Perhaps the crown jewel of Disney Channel’s empire would have to be Boy Meets world. It combined an all-star cast of talent with a hot blonde chick and life lessons. I remember this one episode, the kids were stuck in their school, and the show turned into a horror movie parody! A kid got stabbed in the head with a pencil! It was awesome! Oh boy, that show was rich. I also noticed that there seems to be an unusually high number of propel water bottles in this class. I wonder why it is that our class seems to be so enamored with propel. It’s as though all one needs to do to make a successful beverage is load it with sugar and slap on an edgy name. Maybe that’s why people like the X Games so much. It’s a bunch of people jacked up on Red Bull driving a dirt bike around. Granted, these athletes are very talented, and it is very enjoyable to watch, but when you break it down it’s not all that interesting. I guess it’s just the whole energy drink generation, or rather population sect that controls what goes on ESPN 2. The energy drink drinkers are an interesting group in their own light, but unfortunately drinking monster has become synonymous with several negative characteristics, all of which are too offensive to discuss on this blog. 300 words.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
2011
The New Year kicked off this past Saturday, and needless to say I kicked it off right. I spent the evening at the Herter family manor eating tacos and playing with their cat Fred. If this was any indication of fun times to come, I’d say two thousand eleven is going to be a fantastic year! There are a number of things to look forward to. First of all, my dad has graduated nursing school. This means that a lucrative job is on the horizon! Second of all, Sublime with Rome will be releasing a new album. Hopefully it doesn’t suck. Third of all, there will be a new call of duty released. I will surely not be able to afford this as soon as it is released, which means I will continue playing black ops. The good thing about this is the fact that I will be able to play with slightly less competitive players, and I will no longer have to listen to statements such as “Bro, let’s play some ops” or “Dude isn’t ops soooooo sick!?!” It is something you can’t truly appreciate until you have it. Also, this is the year I graduate. This is going to be quite a sad moment in my life. After all, I love high school so much. Every single student and teacher here is insanely friendly, and I love them all! It’s such a wild time! If I could pick an era of my life to live in forever, it definitely wouldn’t be my retirement years when I have a happy family and no responsibility. It would be my high school years. Despite this being my opinion, I think it’s time for me to move on to a new stage in my life. 2011 will open many new and exciting opportunities for me, although I will miss the Stoldt family.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Brian's song
The year two thousand and ten has been a rough one for a lot of people. This was of course, the year that Mr. Currin announced he would be seeing Lady Gaga live. This, I can only assume, will be the beginning of the end for cool teachers in Alden High. Anyone who can present such an interesting and likeable facade couldn’t possibly be a Lady Gaga fan right!?! This is downright preposterous. I have officially lost any and all respect that I had for Mr. Currin. He doesn’t even deserve to be called Mr. So ROB is a big lame-o who likes to listen to Lady Gaga, one of the least talented performers of our time. She may actually be responsible for the decline of western culture. It’s hard to say what’s more severe: her lack of talent or her drug habits. There was one good thing to come out of this god-awful year. Brian Stoldt came into my life in two thousand and ten. The first time I met him was in my fourth block online publishing class. My friends and I took a liking to him almost immediately. There was a lot to like about the kid. He was intelligent and witty, and always amusing us with anecdotes from his past. He was a good friend for a long time, until he stopped coming to school. We looked for him for days. It wasn’t until almost a week later when we found his frozen body in a snow bank near his house. The only reasonable explanation for this tragedy was that he had been hit in the face with a snowball which had ice in it. Tragically, his face was quite cut up. The lead suspect was his older brother Tyler, but that’s ok because he’s Ty Stoldt.
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