Laugh it up all you want. Once we have a season again, the Heat will be world-beaters. :D
Yeah, this team will get at least one title. I'm just glad they lost this past year. It ticks me off when teams crown themselves champions before the season. I find it quite tacky and off putting.
All the nay-sayers are just the people who grew up watching Bird, Magic, and Jordan. The league today is amazing. Sooo much talent everywhere. Too bad I'm being robbed of watching Lebron hoist the championship this June. :(
Hahaha, how many rings does lebron have? Not one, not two, not three, not four, not five...
How can everyone hate the NBA so much? This is not your NBA from the early '00s. These guys actually hustle, they play hard from game to game, and real rivalries have developed. I'm telling you, we're being robbed of great entertainment without them playing this season. There has never been this much talent in the league at one time in the history of the NBA, and it's a shame that they can't figure out how to split up a couple bucks.
The big "winner" in all this is Gary Bettman. Just to think, the guy almost drove the NHL into extinction, and he lucks into the best possible scenario for his league. If he had 1/5th a brain in his body, he'd be working ESPN over like nobody's business to get airtime for his league.
At the very least, bring back NHL Tonight.
Ha, yep. Instead he continues along with the White Entertainment Channel, a.k.a. Versus Network. Brilliant.
Either way, we're losing a season of Blake Griffin dunks, Kobe Bryant dives, and LeBron James predictions. I feel cheated.
It was the German lad who'd played professionally and just "failed to inform". Honestly, it seems like Weiss really should have known that little tidbit of information. That's something that's high on the list to figure out if you're recruiting a kid for your program.
Definitely a talented group. The 2nd-best team in the nation that year, next to Wake.
Hahahaha, ok so I just looked up the media guide from that year. Here's what it says about Alexander Baden:
Club: Played for the Rotenburger SV club team for two years … Also played one year in the Oberliga Niedersachsen Fourth division and one in the Niedersachsenliga Fifth division.
Ummm, knowing anything about the structure of soccer leagues in Europe, doesn't this statement from the MEDIA GUIDE make you think, "Huh. He probably got paid"?
And good riddance, honestly. When you're dealing with a multi-billion dollar industry, quibbling about $100M in revenues seems foolish at best and catastrophically moronic at worst. Now, no one's getting paid. Particularly not the team employees, of which there are thousands, who earn just enough to feed a family. Well done, NBPA. Well done, owners. Well done.
And to think that the NBA contains the most talent in its history. Absolutely absurd that they can't get a deal done.
But whatever. The New York Rangers are a fun hockey team to follow.
That whole situation looked really fishy to Hoo fans, but I didn't want to say anything just in case Weiss was acting on the up-and-up. It just looks awfully strange when your roster goes from "OK" to "European All-Star Team" in 2 years. But I did know that Weiss was relieved of his duties.
Honestly, that team was the most worried I've ever been that VT would win a NC.
Right, and there were literally about 500 people who knew and cared that it was happening.
I absolutely love soccer. It's far and away my favorite sport, so it was a blast to watch these guys (however they found their way to Blacksburg, VA) win some games and play some good ball. But Oliver Weiss was an odd duck. If there was anyone who would simply not read an NCAA rule book, it would be Weiss. If there was anyone who would want to help some poor college kids out by paying their application fees without asking if that's ok, it would be Weiss.
Then the whole "played professional soccer" thing was also weird. If I remember correctly, the guy from Germany (I forgot his name) simply didn't tell Weiss and Virginia Tech that he had played for money before enrolling at VT. It was either that German defensive midfielder or that tall English striker we had.
I haven't thought about this team in forever. I'll have to look back and see if I can figure out what happened.
TBH, that was the reaction of most Hokie fans when you guys made the NCAA Tournament 2 years ago. Very similar to 4 years ago where Hokie fans liked soccer for 15 minutes.
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2007 really was a fun year in soccer. Patrick Nyarko was amazing, as was our stable of Germans in the midfield. Too bad Oliver Weiss a.) payed their application fees to Virginia Tech and b.) didn't look to see if they had played professionally in Europe before recruiting them.
In case you were wondering, Oliver Weiss is no longer the coach at Virginia Tech.
What is the deal with adults acting in the way they have acted durring football games? I read on the Gatecity vs Dan River post about fans taunting players. I thought we were adults? I experienced in my playing time at Powell Valley fist fights, taunts, bottles throwed at us, cursed out, and police escorts. None of which came by highschool kids, it was all adults doing it. From what I read, Dan River had some horrible fans who taunted the kids, I wasnt there so i cant say either way. I also heard of a 40+ year old man who costed Union the game due to his mouth on the sideline. I guess my point is this, I lost my right to talk trash to my opponent durring a game in novemeber 2001 when i played for the last time. Im 27 years old so what can i gain from cussing a 17 or 18 year old boy who is doing nothing more than playing his heart out for the sport we all love? Their comes a time in life that growing up is inevidable, but some people get lost in the nostalgia of the game or something and act like pure idiots. I get fired up at games, but I dont in any way shape form or fashion say or do anything to a player on the feild. I lost that right to do so. Its time as adults we realize that these are kids on that feild and they love this game as much as we do. Support them in wins and losses and never taunt the other team if you have done graduated please
You ask the right questions. Why do people get stirred into such a tizzy when watching sporting events? It's a question that affects everyone from Gate City vs. Dan River to the hooligans of English soccer, to fans who fight each other during youth hockey games in Canada, to many, many other examples of fans behaving in unthinkable ways.
I mean, we can all name specific incidents where things just got out of control for the fans. Ron Artest in Detroit. Liverpool Football Club at Heysel Stadium. The list is longer than anyone would care to admit.
I don't know why this happens. Unionfan, you've opened up a good topic to discuss, and I hope to hear people's thoughts on why sporting events can turn out this way, and how we can be more vigilant in preventing ridiculous taunts and possible violence stemming from our passionate fanaticism.
I watched the Hokies beat ETSU today and VT needs to find some scoring to be successful this season. They are a very young and athletic bunch, but there is no proven scorer as yet. Robert Brown looks to be a very good prospect at guard and Dorrian Finney-Smith should develop into a super wing player.
Erick Green didn't play as he has an Achilles injury, but could be back by the Monday or Tuesday game in the preseason NIT. Also, Marquis Rankin could play sooner than expected from his knee surgery. Haven't seen Rankin play yet, but I hear there is a lot of upside to him.
Yeah, good points.
I would also add that rebounding is going to be an issue for us this year. Davila has never been one to clean up the boards, and Raines didn't play too well on the post. With that said, DF-S did have 13(ish) rebounds, but that's not something I would want to rely on from game to game.
All in all, I honestly don't think we'll be that much worse than years past. I'll stick by my prediction of 18-20 wins, 7 wins in ACC play.
Won't this be a Favre/Rodgers situation? Let the older guy (Manning) play for another year or two while the younger one (Luck) learns the offense, watches greatness, etc.
The most shocking thing for me about the Colts is that they probably have a record above .500 right now if Manning is healthy. Think about that for a second. Out of 11 players on the field, one player can be the difference between ZERO wins and a winning record. Has there ever been a more valuable player? There's no way they trade him.
Yes, we can credit GT's terrible defense. I'm not so adamantly against LT as I am getting a little sick of VT fans talking about him like he's Jesus Christ in a maroon uni. He played a C+ game on Thursday night: did what he had to do, nothing flashy aside from the bruising runs (again, mainly due to GT defenders taking angles I learned not to take in pee-wee league) Any QB with a semblance of accuracy and poise would've done just as well. Switch out Mike Rocco for Logan Thomas and I guarantee you those passing stats are equivalent, if not BETTER.
Again, it was VT's line that dominated the game. Thomas just didn't screw up too badly. But as I said before, your fans miss the forest for the trees...
And then VT has 9 wins on the season...
Our O-Line is very good. LT plays well when it matters. David Wilson moves the ball forward. Our receivers make big catches. Our defense continues to suffice, despite injuries.
That's the takeaway from this season so far. Are we world beaters? No. Will we make an appearance in the ACC championship game? Yes, unless something crazy happens. Will we win the ACCCG? Maybe. Will we win our bowl game? Most likely no.
Anyone surprised? Me, not really. Seems like another VT football season.
I might as well just post the article here as well:
Five nights ago, a prosecutor pal — a new mom — who spends her days tracking terrorists and her nights trying not to think about them, sent me a link to the indictment of Jerry Sandusky on 40 counts of child molestation.
"Don't read it before you go to bed," my pal said.
In her former professional life, she prosecuted child sexual abuse cases and had helped me understand the abuse Mickey Mantle suffered at the hands of an older half sister, neighborhood bully-boys, and a high school teacher. She knew I had deeply researched the psychological image inflicted upon victims of abuse and thought I might want to write about the flesh-and-blood boys so clinically identified in the grand jury indictment as Victims 1-8.
I took her advice about my bedtime reading. I listened instead to the attorney for a woman who had accepted a settlement from the National Restaurant Association plead for her to be released from a confidentiality agreement so she could publicly address the allegations of sexual harassment she had made against Herman Cain. I listened to the leading Republican candidate for president refer to his accuser as "that woman," and heard an echo of former president Bill Clinton's defiant testimony: "I did not have sexual relations with that woman."
I read Penn State University president Graham Spanier's statement of unconditional support for two school officials who would be forced to resign the next day after being charged with perjury and failure to report what they knew to state child protective services.
I watched a crowd gathered outside coach Joe Paterno's house in State College, Pa. chant, "Paterno! Paterno!"
I Googled the name and learned that it is believed to be a short form of the better known "Paternoster," a surname for a maker of rosaries as well as a given name for baby boys meaning, "Of the father."
I thought about the cruel irony of the nickname Paterno wore as proudly as his Nittany Lions sweater.
The next morning I booted up the computer and opened a new document file with the intention to write about the common denominator in the colliding headlines and the institutional reflex to bury heads in the quicksand of silence.
Then I read the 23-page indictment, which should be required reading — though perhaps not at bedtime — on every college campus in America with or without a revenue-producing football team. Prosecutors call it a speaking indictment because of the awful, irrefutable specificity recorded in the statement of facts that puts the lie to the polite evasions and elisions of defense attorneys and family newspapers.
Credibility is always in the details. The images that make the mind recoil against fact — the slapping sound emanating from the shower room that a graduate assistant heard when, he told the grand jury, "he saw a naked boy, Victim 2, whose age he estimated to be ten years old, with his hands up against the wall, being subjected to anal intercourse by a naked Sandusky" — are the same images that compel belief because no one could make them up.
The graduate assistant, Mike McQueary, is now an assistant coach who has received death threats from those who think he said too much and vilification from those who think he did too little. He will not be on the sideline tomorrow when Penn State plays Nebraska.
As I read, something quite unexpected occurred, an "aha" moment in the quiet of my kitchen, with the dog asleep on the floor and coffee cooling in a cup. I leaned against the cooktop. I realized I was writing the wrong story.
Forty-one years ago, while an exchange student living at a convent school in Belgium, I was sexually assaulted by a teacher, a married woman with an 8-month-old son. This is not a newly recovered memory. This is a story I have told repeatedly, though not publicly, for years. I needed to tell it to convince myself it was true.
I choose to tell it here, not because I wish to detract in any way from the severity of the alleged abuse that took place at Penn State but because it illustrates the power of the mind, as psychologist Richard Gartner, author of the definitive book on the subject, Betrayed As Boys, told me, "to put experience in a kind of box so that it doesn't disturb the rest of you." Because, while I am a reluctant citizen of the confessional states of America, my experience, which pales in comparison to the trauma described by the grand jury, illustrates the banal ubiquity of sexual abuse and its insidious aftermath.
I was 17 years old and naïve enough to believe that the biographical facts of my teacher's life precluded such behavior. Perhaps she thought because I was a member of the American sex-drugs-and-rock-'n-roll generation I was experienced, sophisticated. Or perhaps she read me just right and used my innocence to lure me.
My teacher plied me with gifts and attentions — outings to the theater, to bars and restaurants. She read me French love poetry she had written. I was too young, too stupid, too illiterate in the Romance languages to understand she was writing about me.
Forty-one years ago, she invited me out for a night on the town with her and her husband. I told our American chaperone that I didn't want to go. She told me it would be insulting to refuse such a generous offer from one of our hosts. I took a friend with me for protection.
They got us drunk. They took us back to their house in the country — it was too late to go back to school, they said. The sweet smell of baby suffused the hallway outside the guest room. I had no idea where I was.
They put on Moroccan caftans and made a fire. Mme. let her hair down. A lick of flame leaped through the fire screen and singed a strand of French twist. The acrid odor of premonition filled the crevices of disintegrating trust.
They had purchased Jerry Lee Lewis music for the occasion. "Great Balls of Fire!" I doubt they knew what I knew about his marriage to a 13-year-old first cousin once removed.
We made it back to the convent the next morning physically intact. We were lucky. Only trust was violated.
I did not tell anyone, except my boyfriend, for the next four weeks, cutting class and counting the days until our departure. Two days before we left the country, our chaperone told me that Mme. would be the adult in charge of the next group of exchange students. After all, she had been so kind to me.
At the convent I was known as La Juive — the Jewess. That afternoon, I confessed everything to a nun who had become my friend and protector. Seated across from her at a table in the rec room on the top floor of the school, I learned that Mme.'s husband had been fired years before after impregnating a student.
I presented a list of demands (it was 1970):
1. They couldn't do anything until I left the country.
2. They couldn't fire Mme. (I was worried about her baby).
3. They had to get her psychological counseling.
"If only she had asked," I told my friend the nun. "I could have said, 'I'm not interested.'"
Over the course of five years of writing and reporting my biography of Mickey Mantle I educated myself about childhood sexual abuse. Mantle had been abused as a very young boy by his older half sister; then by boys in the neighborhood who, he later told a friend, were the reason he learned to run so fast; and by a high school teacher, not named Mrs. Robinson, about whom he later joked: "That's how I got through high school was screwing the teachers."
I read the literature. I interviewed the experts. I learned from David Pelcovitz, a professor at Yeshiva University in New York and a psychologist specializing in the treatment of abused children, about a constellation of symptoms often seen in survivors of sexual abuse: sexual compulsivity or extreme promiscuity; alcoholism or substance abuse; difficulty regulating emotions and self-soothing; bed-wetting; a distorted sense of self; self-loathing, shame, and guilt; a schism between a public image and the private self; feelings of isolation and mistrust; and difficulty getting close to others.
These deeply held feelings of isolation and shame, if untreated, abide and resurge, casting a veil of distrust and destruction over future relationships. Pulling back that veil gave me a new way to see, understand, and empathize with Mantle.
I learned from Richard Gartner, who treats survivors of sexual abuse in his New York practice, not to assume that "because some 'objective' point of view says that one form of abuse is milder or more severe that therefore the trauma is milder or more severe.
"I've treated and written about people who have had one relatively mild incident and yet were deeply affected all their lives, sometimes more than people who were chronically abused. They were less functioning. It could be because of the family they grew up in and the way it was either accepted or he believed it to be accepted or not accepted, and whether he can talk about it." Which is very hard to do, Gartner said, because there is no room in American culture for men to see themselves as victims. Because if they are victims they are not men. Nowhere is that truer than in a major league locker room or a college campus athletic facility.
I learned from my prosecutor friend how delicately she had to tread when interviewing young victims who "test the waters" with investigators, parsing out little bits of their stories, waiting to see how they will be judged and whether they will be believed.
Not once in all that time, or in the 13 months since the publication of The Last Boy: Mickey Mantle and the End of America's Childhood, since I began traveling the country explaining to skeptical male audiences why Mantle's high school teacher was as abusive as his half sister or the neighborhood bullies, did I make the synaptic connection between The Mick and me.
I went back to Gartner and asked what had happened to me. "It's called dissociation," he said. "You disconnected the possible connection even though it was so obvious. His teacher. Your teacher. It's just a way of protecting yourself."
It is in the nature of institutions to be conservative in the most old-fashioned sense of the word — acting to conserve a reputation, an infrastructure, a Golden Calf worshipped at the expense of common decency. Thus, settlements in sexual harassment cases are reached with "confidentiality agreements" that shackle the truth. (See the National Restaurant Association.) Thus, the false idol of a football program in Happy Valley trumps the sad, awful facts of the alleged crimes perpetrated on Victims 1-8.
It is in the nature of childhood sexual abuse for victims, perpetrators, and witnesses to want to disassociate themselves from the act. That's why the law requires grown-ups to act like grown-ups. That's why Tim Curley, the Penn State athletic director, took a leave of absence and Gary Schultz, vice president for finance and business, retired last week after being charged with perjury and failure to report charges of serial abuse in athletic facilities on the campus of a publicly financed institution of higher learning.
That's why it was so patently offensive when Joe Paterno, college football's Mr. Clean, took refuge early this week in having fulfilled his legal obligation by informing his superiors. And more offensive, days later, as the full horror of the story emerged, when he belatedly declared his intention to leave at the end of the season on his terms, dignity intact.
That's why less than 12 hours after he announced his resignation, saying that he was "absolutely devastated" by "one of the great sorrows of my life," the board of trustees acted in loco parentis, firing the patron saint of Happy Valley — who was, after all, just a football coach — and the university president with misplaced loyalties effective immediately. The grown-ups finally decided to act like grown-ups.
That, Gartner said, is the good news, if ever good news can come from a tragedy such as this. "The behavior was very similar to how other institutions have reacted — the Boy Scouts, the Catholic Church, orthodox Yeshiva, boarding schools," Gartner said. "They protect the institution. What's remarkable here is it happened so fast, and that suggests to me that there has been a sea change in the public perception of childhood sexual abuse."
JoePa said that with the benefit of hindsight, he wished he had done more, which begged the question: What words, what regrets, what sorrows and devastations are left to Victims 1-8, who must wonder how life might have been different if JoePa had acted in accordance with his lovingly bestowed nickname?
Well, Jane Leavy (formerly of the Washington Post; I don't know where she is now) wrote an article on Grantland.com about this whole ordeal. It's a piece worth reading for a couple of reasons.
First of all, it goes into the psychological ramifications of child abuse, particularly sexual abuse. She is pretty well researched in this area, and she gives good synopses about various findings of similarities in the way those who are abused react, and act in their lives. Also, for her to go into this side of it finally gives validation to the stance many people have taken that says "We need to talk about the victims!" but who never actually talk about the victims; they only talk about talking about the victims. This article is the first attempt I've seen that goes into the victims' side of things.
Second, she brings some first hand experience into the whole conversation.
We've got talent very similar to years past. So I'm predicting 19-20 wins, somewhere between 7-9 and 9-7 in ACC play, a loss in the second round of the ACC tournament, much talk about whether this will be the year Virginia Tech gets into the tournament, then another "snub" by the selection committee.
The Hokies are expecting a young, inexperienced defense to stop GT's option attack? That makes me kinda sick to think about. Virginia Tech really should win the game, but I wouldn't be surprised if they came away from there with a loss.
Also, I'm making the trip down! Flight leaves New York on Wednesday evening.
Thanks for posting that, battleftbl. Any time Wright Thompson writes something, it's worth the read. It's always confused me why people dislike Les Miles so much. He's always seemed pretty harmless to me.
Yeah, I don't totally disagree with what the OWSers are trying to do. They're just going about it horribly wrong and it's the wrong group of people trying to do it. I stopped by Zuccotti Park the other day just to see it and it literally stinks. Do they really think people are going to take them seriously if they can't even keep their base clean?
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Yeah, this team will get at least one title. I'm just glad they lost this past year. It ticks me off when teams crown themselves champions before the season. I find it quite tacky and off putting.