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Walk On Gilded Splinters.

These are the sort of times that make being a sports fan exhilarating… when nothing has been decided yet and hope blooms eternal… Of course I’m talking about the brief period of time between when NBA Free Agency begins and when you start to hear where the players in question are gonna land.

The Chicago Bulls haven’t had a dog in this fight for some seasons now… but this year is altogether different. Having cleared more salary cap space than almost every other team… the Bulls are in prime position to make a play at not only Lebron James (as I fantasized about here), but at Dwayne Wade and Chris Bosh as well…

Not much to report yet as the Bulls “convincing” committee has just concluded hours long discussions with all three of these players as well as with Carlos Boozer and David Lee. They even met with Dwayne Wade a second time at his request… and that’s gotta be a good sign right? Just wanting to commit these words to the ether as a prayer of sorts… in the spirit of “write it and they will come”.

So off I go to prepare the post banner that I’ll use to announce the good news once it comes down… James, Wade, Bosh, Noah, Rose… the starting lineup for your… Chicago Bulls.

> Editors Note from 07/05 > Although this column from Scoop Jackson makes a very intriguing argument.

What’s Up With This Guy?

Carlos Zambrano is a major league pitcher that can have a great night occasionally. Like on September 14th, 2008 when he no-hit the Houston Astros up in the Brewer’s Miller Park. As Hurricane Ike blasted the Texas coastline, Zambrano blasted the strike zone. Other than a walk to Michael Bourn in the 4th and hitting Hunter Pence in the 5th, Zambrano was perfect on that given night. But this kind of night has been the exception for Carlos as opposed to the norm, and that’s been the case all along. He’s had some decent seasons in his time, the high-water mark an 18-win 2007… but every Opening Day that Zambrano’s pitched has caused me to question his status as the staff’s ace, he’s just too inconsistent, in more ways than one, to do well by that mantle.

Derrek Lee

Plus it also comes down to leadership doesn’t it? And it’s safe to say that calling out your teammates, publicly in the dugout over bullshit accusations no less, wouldn’t be anyone’s example of good leadership. Carlos did just that again this afternoon, for the umpteenth time, and it grows more and more troubling. The primary target of his wrath this time was 3-time Gold Glove 1st Baseman Derrek Lee. On a Juan Pierre at bat in the 1st inning, Lee was playing off the line as the book on Pierre has him a pull hitter. Pierre hits an uncharacteristic skipping grounder right over the first base bag for an rbi single to right… Evidently Carlos felt that this opened the flood gates on a 4-run 1st inning as evidenced by the profanity laced tirade Zambrano shot into Lee’s face after the inning concluded (flying spit included). Forget the 392-foot 3-run homer he gave up to Carlos Quentin later in the inning… it was obviously all Derrek Lee’s fault for not making a play that no one else would have made anyway.

Carlos Zambrano

So I’m watching this with my just turned 7 year old son who has also just blossomed into a full-on hardcore baseball fan… names, numbers, batting averages, homeruns, triples… he’s tracking it all, watching it all, absorbing it all… and there goes Carlos, he woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning… No son, you never want to act that way towards your teammates… that’s major bad sportsmanship sho’nuff… the problem for Carlos was that his Mommy and Daddy didn’t teach him how to behave properly in the sandbox… they didn’t teach him how to properly focus his anger on the job at hand… but no need to worry, I promise you won’t make it out of childhood before learning these very same lessons from me… There’s more to that role model stuff than I previously thought.

Carlos Zambrano, Larry Rothchild

And where’s the gratitude? Carlos Zambrano is making around 19 million dollars here in 2010. As a result of this matter he’s been suspended for the remainder of the games leading up to the all-star break, at which point the season is effectively half over. Using 9.5 million dollars as what Carlos “earned” from the Cubs in the first half… his line up to this point would be 55 innings pitched ($172,000 per inning), striking out 53 batters (that’s $179,245 each) or winning 3 games (3.1 million each)… however you’d choose to evaluate it.

That’s just ridiculous. To get paid so much, for playing a game no less, then producing so little and still feeling as though you have the right to act like the petulant sandbox bully you’ll always be deep down inside Carlos. If I was Tom Ricketts it might be time to part ways with you my man… perhaps Seattle would be willing to help us out on this one as well… that way you and Milton Bradley could use the same shrink which might bring a volume discount… and to Michael Barrett, wherever you are these days… I’m starting to understand your side of things now brother… and I miss your bat… Zambrano for Barrett straight up?

The Ultimate Mission From God.

When I watched the Blues Brothers last week for about the fortieth time… I wasn’t aware that June 20th would be the 30th Anniversary of the movies release… But here it is, just saw a clipping in the newspaper. Amazing how fresh that movie remains, even today…

Admittedly, I have a special bond with this movie as it landed right at the epicenter of my childhood, the Summer before I entered High School… Its heavy musical themes spoke to my interests as a budding musician, music truly could save the world, or at least the St. Helen of the Blessed Shroud orphanage in downstate Calumet City. Most notably though, it was partially filmed in my hometown of Park Ridge, IL where myself and a friend snuck past police to find a spot behind Piepho’s Pharmacy on Devon and Talcott to watch. We laid on our bellies for half the night between a dumpster and the building and watched them film 4 takes of the blues mobile rolling down the street… BDR 529, I’ll never forget that plate number… or Elwood’s left fist, curled around a cigarette and resting out the drivers side window… 1, 2, 3, 4 times for good measure… So I guess that means that technically, I’m in the Blues Brothers, although masked by darkness in a non-speaking role.

Aykroyd & Belushi

30 years later, the biggest bummer of the aftermath would have to be the premature death of John Belushi. In just his short time in the spotlight he nailed down immortality. The man was a giant… With his Chicago ties, he was always a ‘star’ that I felt connected to… I remember playing in a pick-up football game in the snow at Hinkley Field in Park Ridge when I heard of his death… After hearing the news I walked home, confirmed the fact off the TV, then went to sleep at 5 in the afternoon and slept through the night… One of the handful of world events that caused me to cry as a kid as well. Funny how those significant memories stick with you.

The Blues Brothers was a movie of music and mayhem that will always have a special place in my heart. I owned it on laserdisc, two worn out VHS tapes, DVD… and now the Deluxe Edition BluRay… whatever form it lives on as… I’ll most likely pick a copy up. Happy Birthday and welcome to middle ages old friend… you’re aging well as I always knew you would.

The Blackhawks Win the Stanley Cup

As much as I hate bandwagon jumpers when it comes to sports team fandom… I wouldn’t describe myself as a Chicago Blackhawks fan, hockey has never been a staple for me. However I am a huge fan of Chicago baseball, basketball and football (in that order), so I can enjoy the fact that so many of my friends had a great time with the Blackhawks run this year. Hopefully the majority of them are every game, every season fans… for them, the return of the Stanley Cup to Chicago for the first time since 1961 has to feel pretty great indeed.

Chicago Blackhawks Logo

Stan Makita and Bobby Hull, two famous names in Chicago sports history, were on that ’61 team that beat the Detroit Red Wings 4 games to 2. From there though, think of all the big names that played long stints in Chicago without ever seeing a title. Denis Savard, Phil & Tony Esposito, Keith Magnuson, Al Secord, Eddie Belfour, Chris Chelios… and then there’s Jeremy Roenick who just finished up his career last year with the San Jose Sharks. Roenick played for the Blackhawks from 1988 through 1996, the Philadelphia Flyers from 2001 through 2005 and was part of the broadcasting crew last night. Following the game, emotion overwhelmed him as he openly cried at the beauty of it all. You wonder what goes through his head at a moment like that thinking back on a 21 year career that never brought him to the hallowed ground of a Stanley Cup Championship. Whatever regret he must certainly feel, there was also a genuine happiness for what the 2010 team was able to accomplish.

Congratulations to Finals MVP Jonathan Toews and the rest of the 2010 Chicago Blackhawks for bringing another Championship to the United Center. They still have a ways to go to match the Bulls for hoisting Championship banners to the ceiling… but last night definitely got them a little bit closer.

Dennis Hopper : 1936-2010

Born in the one and only Dodge City, Kansas in 1936, Dennis Hopper was one of those actors that was in so many of my favorite movies. By all accounts, Hopper was tough to work with… a fierce temper, exacerbated by drugs and alcohol, left a wide trail of ex-wives and pissed off colleagues… but at the end of the day, an actor is remembered by the world at large for his work on film… and Dennis Hopper finished with one amazing filmography. Plenty of duds…. but those are more than outweighed by the classics; Rebel Without a Cause, Easy Rider, True Grit, Apocalypse Now, Blue Velvet, Hoosiers, Speed, Basquiat…

Easy Rider

My favorite role though, has to be Clifford Worley, the father of protagonist Clarence Worley (played by Christian Slater) in True Romance… the Quentin Tarantino written shoot ‘em up from 1993. Facing imminent death at the hands of gangster Vincenzo Coccotti (played by Christopher Walken), Hopper delivers one of the best kiss-offs in film history before the inevitable coup de grace. If you haven’t yet seen this movie and aren’t turned off by a movie where only a few survive until the end… add this one to your netflix queue, you won’t regret it.

Happy Trails Dennis Hopper… you’ll be missed.

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