I know, I know. This is a Blue Jays blog. I should not be using this space to go off on a tangent about things non-Jays, or non-baseball. But I have four quick and random non-baseball thoughts to get off my chest.
1. The on-field action at the World Cup has been poor at best. I can only remember a few good games thus far, maybe Brazil vs. North Korea, Cameroon vs. Denmark, and perhaps Ghana vs. website offline . Australia. The heavyweights have been brutal. Italy has been horrendous, France sucks the bag, and England – well, don’t get me started about my boys. They have been terrible, and even worse they have been painful to watch. I only hope that the big boys wake up in time, or progression from the group stage will be impossible.
2. The off-field action at the World Cup has been bizarre. From the annoying vuvuzelas to the backlash against the refereeing, it seems like the actions off the pitch are taking precedence. But of all the strange activity, nothing has been weirder than the French. Anelka is sent home because he had an argument with his coach. Then the players bond together and refuse to practice, in order to show their support for their banished team-mate. Then, team captain Patrice Evra gets in a near physical confrontation with France’s head trainer. Then the players leave the practice facility, forcing coach Domenech to read a statement. Then the team director quits, and throws his credentials to the ground in a fit of fury. Amazing! This team is more dysfunctional than the Blue Jays of John Gibbons!
3. Montreal’s trade of Jaroslav Halak is downright baffling. I understand that he is probably at the peak of his value now, and will demand a lucrative contract. But that’s all you could get for him? Judging by how “well” Carey Price has played over the past few seasons, this is a huge risk. Good thing I’m a Leaf fan or I’d be very upset. Actually, is that a good thing?
4. The US Open: wow. Watching that unfold yesterday was like watching a train wreck. Nobody wanted to win. Tiger, Phil, Ernie, and Davis Love, all kept moving backwards. Dustin Johnson did his best impression of me on the 2nd hole, with an amazing flub. No-name Gregory Havret moved within a stroke of the lead, then blew two golden chances on 17 and 18. Through it all, leader Graeme McDowell had a chance to blow the field away, but kept bogeying holes of his own. It was a remarkable tournament that seemed destined to never end. I don’t think anybody could have caught McDowell even if they added holes. That was drama and poor shot making at its finest.
There – back to the Blue Jays.