Thursday, December 31, 2009
2009
No funny film clips today.
2009 was a weird, wonderful, awful, blur in a lot of ways.
It say Avi go from phone calls to "Head Start" to find out if her language was delayed, to her running through May's house Christmas Eve singing "Jingle Bells"...the whole song...at the top of her voice. She has begun spontaneously saying and doing things that I did not expect she would be doing at this point.
Part of me wishes I could bottle up 2009's version of Avi and keep it for ever. The other part of me cannot wait to see what 2010 hold for her.
2009 started with me single, weird, still married and confused. 2009 started with me really focusing on school and getting my first 4.0 of my academic career.
2009 ends with me sharing my house, my daughter and my life with a woman who I am going to spend the rest of my life with.
It has been a weird year.
2009 started with the innauguration of Barack Obama. 2009 ends with major questions about the direction of this country.
2009 has been a weird year.
I guess this is also the end of the decade, and it has been weird too. In 2000 I was still in High School.
In 2009 I am finishing up my Masters degree, I own my home, I have a 2 and 1/2 year old daughter, I am divorced.
It has been a weird decade.
I lead a wonderful life, one I would not change for anything. The bad times (and they were REAL BAD) are made infinately worth it by the good.
I am excited and a little scared for all that 2010 holds.
Rachel Takes on the Right
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Worth the 9 minutes. Happy New Year
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Never Again...

Will I ever doubt Pixar.
I thought when I saw the trailers for Up I thought it looked kind of stupid. I don't really like old people, or fat little kids. So seeing a film that focused on an old guy, and a fat little kid was not something I was terribly keen to do.
Then people started seeing it, and loving it, and I said, I get to it when I get to it.
Well, Christmas night, The Girl and I decided to watch it after opening our (awesome) gifts to each other.
And this is me saying, I will never again doubt the awesome power of Pixar when it comes to telling a story.
They knocked it out of the park again. Up is awesome.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Bucs Win/Bucs Lose

So the Bucs win, finally. And the Bucs lose. This season is no longer about wins and loses. There is no such thing as a moral victory in a 2-14 season.
What would be a moral victory? Packing it in and playing for as high of a draft pick as possible...
So we can draft Suh.
I am glad Josh Freeman kept the Picks in the single digits this week? Sure. Do I need him to play so good that we win, by three scores? Nope and Nope.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Milton Bradley/Carlos Sliva
Jonah Keri again: "Jack Z is Seattle's most fruitful commodity since Shawn Kemp."
Which is made in reference to This...
Jack Zduriencik is absolutely wiping the floor with the opposition. Omar, are you talking notes?
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Twitter?

So although I think that it is borderline pointless, I am officially on The Twitter now...@In_Terrys_Head
I am unsure how I feel about this still. But my sweet new phone (see below) makes it so easy to use that I thought I would give it a shot. I can easily follow of few of the baseball writers I like, a few blogs, and news outlets.
We will see how this goes. I was very Anti-Facebook for the longest time, and look where coming around on it got me (Hi Danielle).
This is an experiment, and like anything could blow up in my face. We will have to see.
I. Cannot. Wait
I thought the first one was brilliant. RDII has to be considered one of the best actors going.
Terrence Howard may regret the fact that he was a dick and didn't sign on for part two.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
iPhone Syndrome?

If you know me at all, you know how I feel about the iPhone, and more importantly how I feel about iPhone users. It is a wonderful device that has completely revolutionized what we use our phones for and how we live our lives.
I don't think we have even begun to scratch the surface of what a "phone" will be able to do for us in the future.
Actually, as someone who lives in a pretty constant state of panic about the inevitable robot revolution, this thought is causing a fairly severe anxiety attack as I type this...but I digress.
I write this because I stumbled upon this... which references this and I found it interesting, and probably true to a degree.
Seeing as I live with someone who suffers greatly from iPhone Syndrome, I have first hand experience dealing with this.
The fact is, iPhone users tend to be snobby and irrational when presented with reasons why their phone does not represent the absolute pinnacle of what a phone can and will be.
I often wonder, what they hell is someone supposed to do with 100,000 apps? How much time would someone have to spend on their phone in a day to be able to appreciate all the apps they have available. They may "Have an app for that", but when are iPhone-ers supposed to use them?
The most common refrain among iPhone users is that it is not their phone, but the network that is the problem. It turns out that may not be the case.
I hate iPhone users (except the one that I live with)but I love what the iPhone has done to the market place for phones. I quit on my Blackberry Curve last week, which was a slightly traumatic experience, and purchased an HTC Droid Eris. I preferred this phone over the much hyped Motorola Droid for a number of reasons.
I could not be happier with this phone. It is basically a slimmer, sleaker iPhone available on the superior Verizon network.
The only thing my phone doesn't do that iPhone does is support iTunes, and with Pandora, and access to my music library at the touch of my finger, I think I will get over it.
If there is one good thing I can say about the iPhone, it is that they have set the bar high, and the competition is rising to the challenge.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Peter Says Goodbye

Peter Gammons officially said goodbye to ESPN.
I see this only as a positive. With the introduction of the MLB Network last year, the only reason I watch ESPN now is for the actual games.
I have no use for a network that is so hungry for ratings and total market domination that they have forgone sports journalism for TMZ.com and Entertainment Tonight.
I don't care about breaking developments in the Tiger Woods Saga. I want highlights, and injury news, and information related to what happens on the field.
I am not dumb enough to not know that this crap gets ratings, otherwise they wouldn't do it.
But I don't have to watch it.
So good for you Peter.
I was in Fenway days after his life threatening anurism. The place went crazy when they announced he was going to be ok.
Peter has been the reason I have watched Baseball Tonight for going on 10 years. I am excited to see what he choses to do in his life after ESPN.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
It is not Harry Potter.
Nothing ever will be.
But it is good. It is written from a first person perspective, and he is funny. The books are full of references to ancient mythologies that I either forgot, or never learned, which is awesome. They are fun to read and I am really looking forward to the first film. It looks edgy and funny.
The Princess and the Frog

Disney's "Princess and the Frog" marks a return to traditional animation and I couldn't be more excited.
Disney, in an incredibly short-sited move, killed thier hand-drawn animation department. They saw what Pixar and Dreamworks were doing and realized they were failing, epically.
The problem wasn't that people didn't want to watch hand drawn films, they didn't want to watch crappy hand drawn films.
Pixar is awesome because they make awesome films. The stories are rich and original. Yes they are visually breathtaking, but so are tons of 3D films that have come out (see Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs), but that doesn't make up for a lack of a story.
Thankfully, someone at Disney realized that they were making a mistake, and now they give us this:
Thankfully, Avi will grow up talking about Tiana.
My Heisman Choice

The Major League baseball writers got it right this year.
They ignored arcane ways of chosing the major awards winners, chosing instead to look at actual stats to decide who was most deserving. In years past, we would have had the leader in wins in both leagues honored with the Cy Young, because in the past, if you won games, you were the best pitcher, because sports are about winning.
This year the writers decided maybe that isn't the best way to decide who is the best. Considering even in the National League, where pitchers hit, they have almost zero impact on the number of runs their team scores, and if their team doesn't score, they cannot win.
Wins are a borderline meaningless stat in judging the effectivness of a pitcher, a fact that it would appear the writers realized this year.
The problem is, as the BCS has shown, College Football is way behind the times.
There have been drastic changes that have taken place in recent years in College Football, and no factor has had a larger impact that the widespread broadcasting of games on Cable.
If you are determined, you can find virtually every game on TV on any given Saturday. This has been a major cause for recent success of smaller programs in Florida, Texas and Califorina to name a few. Why would a kid choose to go to College in Indiana, or Iowa, when they can play for South Floria and play in SOUTH FLORIDA, getting the same amount of major coverage, and having an equal opportunity to play at the next level (The Dallas Cowboys best defensive player went to Troy).
Because of this, we have greater access to players who are having HEISMAN type seasons that may have flown under the radar in the past.
This year, the two best players in the country were Stanford's Toby Gerhart and Nebraska's Ndamukong Suh.
But neither of them plays for Florida, or Texas, or Alabama, so neither of them will walk out of NYC with the hardware tomorrow night. Even if they deserve it more.
The Heisman voters need to do what the Baseball Writers have, and catch up with the times. Award the most deserving player, not the guy who plays for the best team.
VOTE FOR SUH
This is my guy.
Please Tampa Bay, Draft this dude.
And the Band Plays On

And this... in a nutshell describes everything that I think is wrong with the New York Mets.
Matt Cerrone is always talking about how the Mets lack a clear focus, which they do.
They have a serious failure of communications both within the organization and with getting thier message out to the fans.
There are times where I seriously wonder if they think at all before making moves.
My judgement of Omar Minaya would be considerd on the negative end of the "How Much Do You Love Omar Minaya" scale.
I think that he is a bumbling idiot. I really do. I do not think that Omar is an idiot because he botches the English language. I think he botches the English Language because he is an idiot, and would botch any language. I have never heard translations of him speaking Spanish, but my guess would be that he sounds like an idiot in any language, because he is an idiot.
My record on how I feel about Omar has been document pretty throughly, here, here, and here...I hate the guy.
I think that he has had opportunites fall into his lap more often than he has made smart moves.
The fact is, had the Yankees and Red Sox not dropped out (partly for fear of Santana's arm falling off, which it did) there is no way Omar gets him.
He has done one thing well, and that has been spending Jeff and Fred's money. He goes out and gets big free agents. Which I think he will do again this winter.
I believe we will end up with Matt Holliday or Jason Bay as well as John Lackey and possibly Jason Marquis, all of which I would be ok with.
What he wont do is use his finacial clout the way Brian Cashman does to spin two prospects into an All-Star Center Fielder or the way Theo Epstein uses his superior ability to manipulate other teams into taking his garbage.
Omar does none of this, because he doesn't know how to.
When the book is finally closed on the Omar Minaya era in Mets history, it will be a story of missed opportunity and failure.
The sad thing for me is that we are going to have had a tiny window in which to enjoy David Wright, Jose Reyes, Johan Santana, Carlos Beltran and Francisco Rodriguez all in their prime. We are going to waste that opportunity because although Omar had the brain to put these players on the same roster, he has failed miserably to manage the other 20 players on the roster.
I have done a good job of managing my expectations this winter.
I still think (see how I didn't say believe, I said "think") that he will land a few of the biggest names out there this winter.
I think that in the past he has done a good job filling major holes with big-time free agents (see Beltran, Pedro, K-Rod, Santana, Delgado, etc. etc..) and our two biggest needs right now are Left Field and Starting Pitcher.
It would not shock me to see Matt Holliday and John Lackey as Mets next year. If Jason Bay goes back to Boston, it really only makes sense. I just don't see teams having that kind of money to spend, whereas Omar is looking at around 20-30 million in payroll flexibility.
If they went cheeper, signed a few of Jason Marquis, Doug Davis, John Garland as SP and Mike Cameron or someone like that for LF, I could also live with that and see it happening.
Either way, I have ZERO faith in this guy.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Really Quickly
Both Scott and his co-host Ryen are all for a playoff, and they pulled no punches with their questions for the BCS douche.
I was happy to see that all of his reasons for why the BCS is the greatest thing ever were exactly what I cited Here...
He had the "It will ruin the most exciting regular season in sports" excuse
He had the "We talk to the commishoners of the conferences and this is what they want" excuse"
He had the "No system is perfect but this what we have" excuse
I have two points in response...
a.) How effing exciting was it knowing for the last 3 months that if Texas won out they played the winner of Alabama/Floria in the National Championship game.
b.) Why don't you ask Boise State, or Cincinnati, or TCU how exciting their regular seasons were, because they could have sent out the god dammned JV team the last 6 weeks for all the difference it made in their ability to control their own destiny and play meaningful games in November and January.
This system is a joke, and the morons who cling to it, continuing to parrot the same b.s. excuses for why this is what we have and there is nothing we can do about it can blow me.
How do I explain to my child in 30 years when someone finally wises up and allows teams to Play Out who is the best in the country "well Avi, you see, back in 2009, we thought it would be better to maintain an arcane, nonsensicle bowl system because of the nostalgia of it, than to do what made sense (AND MONEY) for everyone"
I'm in a foul mood.
People Scare me
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"Dude, it's YOUR BOOK"
More...
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Scary, scary stuff.
Take a group of people who are already feeling conflicted about the disconect between their sexuality and their religion. Then use their confusion and insecurity to make a profit all while promising a "Cure".
Like I said, scary stuff.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Peter Gammons

Welcome to the light Peter...
For a long time, Peter has been the only reason to watch baseball coverage on ESPN.
If he comes to the MLB Network, they will continue their way towards being THE place for Baseball coverage.
The Winter Meetings

So yesterday kicked off Major League Baseball's annual Winter Meetings. Which basically consists of a bunch of old guys haning out in a hotel (this year in Indy) talking potential trades and free agent signings. I emphasize potential becuse for all the HTML that is going to be spilled over the next few days, a lot less is going to be accomplished.
I am cautiously optimistic about the Mets' offseason plan. I think that Omar Minaya has an opportunity to rectify a lot of the mistakes he has made in the past. And given the current financial climate, a team in NY has a decided advantage over teams who do no currently have that type of financial flexibilty.
So far, I have like a lot of what I have heard.
The Mets need a Starting Pitcher, a Catcher (that won't block Josh Thole for the next 3 years), a first baseman (who won't block Ike Davis for the next three years, a second baseman (if Omar can unload is second worse signing, Luis Castillo) an everyday Left Fielder (and unless this person is Matt Holliday, I want someone who won't block Fernando Martinez for the next 4 years).
And we could use help in the bull-pen.
I realize that this is a ton to ask, and most of these areas will not be addressed until January of February if at all.
The fact remains, if the Mets can get their core players healthy, they will have a solid lineup, regardless of what Omar does with position players.
Reyes
Castillo
Wright
Beltran
X
Francouer
Murphy
X
X
is a solid foundation. A big bat for either First Base or Left Field would be clutch.
There is a real possibility of the Mets entering 2011 with a completely home-grown infield (Wright, Reyes, Reese Havens, Ike Davis, Josh Thole) which would be clutch.
The Mets finally have some up and coming players in the upper levels of the Minor Leagues
The rotation is a completely different animal altogether.
Right now it stands at
Santana
Pelfrey
Maine
Perez
X
This simply is not good enough. We could use a legitimate #2 and #3 starter.
If Omar could bring in Randy Wolf, along with one of Jason Marquis, Doug Davis, or John Garland, this would be a start.
I would be all for a trade that sent Luis Castillo to KC (sorry Drew) and brought Gil Meche to NYC.
A rotation of:
Santana
Wolf
Meche
Pelfrey
Perez
would be something I could live with.
The Pen is going to be an issue. Beyond K-Rod and Perpetual Pedro Feliciano, I have no idea what we have down there.
Needless to say, Omar Minaya has his hands full, and I have almost no faith that he has the capacity to get this done. I will say that I am pleased to see and hear almost nothing from him in recent weeks. Lock yourself in your office Omar and fix this mess.
Let Go Mets
If you are as interested in following this as I am...
MLB Trade Rumors
Matthew Cerrone's Mets Blog
Circling the Bases
I can't imagine someone caring as much as I do
Heisman Candidates Announced

Last night the Heisman trophy candidates were announced. There are some familiar names, as the ESPN headline reminds us.
It would be safe to assume that I think that Timmy is the least deserving candidate for this year's trophy.
I love Colt McCoy and Mark Ingram, but I do not think either of them are the best player in the country...
My vote (as if anyone would care) would go to either Toby Gerhart:
or Ndamukong Suh:
who I also hope is the first pick of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers next April.
Of course I will be watching Saturday. Any chance to see Gods Chosen Quarterback© cry is a win for me.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
If you want to see a first look at Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part one of which comes out at Thanksgiving of next year, you can see it here...
Needless to say, I am unbelievably excited about this. Count me among those who have thoroughly enjoyed films 5 and 6. I think they are finally starting to understand which parts of the books to trim away and which are absolutely critical to be left in the films (I am speaking directly at you, guy who cut out any explaination in film 3 of the relationship between the map and James Potter, or why Harry's Patronus was a Stag, or who the effing Marauders were) except for that stupid scene in Half-Blood Prince with the attack on the Burrow, which made no sense and was simply a waste of time and money.
Let the countdown begin. I guess I'll have to read book 7...again.
BCS, B.S

One nice thing about the continued existence of the BCS is that there is a ton of new images that I can use for my yearly "The BCS Sucks" post.
This time a year ago I wrote This which stated in no uncertain terms my hatred of the system that we have.
This year is no different. In a way, this year is worse.
Defenders of the BCS will state that it has accomplished its ultimate goal of pitting #1 vs #2 in a battle that will end all battles. In this sense, yes they succeeded.
But in their success, we see the failure of this system, the short comings that define why we need a playoff.
Are #1 and #2 playing each other, yes. But are the two best teams in the country playing each other, I do not know.
The BCS claims that if we had a playoff, the "most exciting regular season in sports" would be ruined (Roo-eeend of course). I say bullshit. I say this year's regular season was boring, we knew 5 weeks ago that if Texas won out they would be playing either Alabama or Florida in the National Championship Game. There has been zero drama (until Saturday when both Pitt and Nebraska threatened to throw the whole thing into chaos).
Really, the regular season means nothing, because if you are not one of the anointed teams, one of the chosen few who if you win, you go, you are going to be left on the outside looking in.
TCU, Boise State and Cincinnati might as well have not played a game this year, because winning all of them meant nothing. It meant NOTHING. And what if Texas looks like it did Saturday (which was terrible) but squeaks out a win over Alabama. And TCU crushes their opponent in their game. What then? Is Texas the National Champion because a computer says so, or does TCU, or Boise State, or Cincinnati deserve a share?
The system is a joke and it does not work. I am thrilled that Penn State did not go 11-0 this year, because you can bet your ass if they had, I would be screaming my effing head off for the next month about how we got screwed, because there is no way they would be playing Alabama instead of Texas.
We need an 8 team playoff. It simply has to happen. Thank good I am not the only one who thinks so
I enjoyed this season. I am disappointed that PSU (I am looking at you Daryll Clark) crumbled under the national spotlight.
I am looking forward to New Years Day, Penn State plays LSU (yes Kate, LSU) in the Capital One Bowl (so at least I know where all my money goes with those insane interest rates). I am also excited for the Rose Bowl, which is traditionally my favorite bowl (my second favorite Civil Engineer...sorry, random movie quote) and watching Oregon complete their comeback from their opening Thursday night embarrassment at the hands of Boise, you remember this one for this:
I will be looking for Oregon to embarrass Ohio State in yet another BCS meltdown for the sweater vest. Because everyone knows, if there is one thing I hate...It's Ohio State.
I am happy for Oregon, and I really hope that LaGarett Blount has turned his life around.
And yes, I realize the irony of my loving Penn State in part because they have remained true to their very boring, very traditional uniforms. While at the same time, loving Oregon, whose uniform changes are borderline schizophrenic.
The next few weeks will be interesting. No doubt about it.
Colt McCoy wins the Heisman, even though Mark Ingram and Toby Gerhart are more deserving.
Interesting Read
If you know me, you know how I feel about ESPN. My complaints are not new or original, but they are valid.
Because there is no competition, they set the agenda for what is and is not a story in sports. They have had entirely too much influence for way too long.
I will get behind any legitimate challenger to their Empire any day.
I watch ESPN for the games only at this point.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Something, Something, Something Dark Side
Too bad they used "Blue Harvest", which was the working title for "Empire" for part one. I think this is so funny because of how good of a job they do with these visually.
(h/t to Jeremy)
Friday, December 4, 2009
Thank You Portia
It's not about words. It is not about your religion. It is about basic Civil Rights.
adding... can someone tell me how to fix my blog? I don't know how the left hand sidebar got bumped to the bottom of the page, but I don't know how to fix it.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
603- What My Grades Mean to Me
My grades mean that I am accurately evaluating the level of understanding that my students are demonstrating, while at the same time giving my student's the greatest opportunity possible to display their true academic ability.
It will not be my goal to trick my students, or play "gotcha" with their grades.
My grades mean that my students are synthesizing the information that I am delivering to them, and are able to internalize it and display to me that they have understood what has been taught.
My goal is for my grades to be an accurate and reliable representation of what my student's have learned and what they understand.
My grades should reflect what I have been successful in teaching as well as those areas where there continues to be confusion within the student body.
I can be counted among those who are uncomfortable with assigning grades to my students, this is an area where I have room to continue to grow and learn.
My grades mean that I am doing a good job imparting knowledge and understanding to my students and that knowledge and understanding is reflected in valid grades.
Monday, November 30, 2009
The Golden Boy

It is no secret that I hate Jimmy Clausen. I think he is a whinny little prick. I have thought he was overrated and overhyped from the day his spiked head stepped out of the Hummer strech limo on national television to announce that he was going to save Notre Dame from the doldrums of Division I futility.
In three years he has done nothing of the sort. ND has lost big game after big game, but somehow, because they are Notre Dame, and people grew up watching their dads watching Notre Dame, they remain in the national spot-light, every year.
Following Saturday's thrilling last second victory, the conversation was not about Stanford and their Heisman Trophy candidate running back Toby Gerhart...
What was left out of this highlight was Gerhart absolutly Beasting the saftey for Notre Dame that left the young golden domer searching the field for his displaced dignity.
I enjoy few things more in sports than watching Notre Dame suffer. This was awesome.
That black eye is symbolic of all the unfufilled promises of Jimmy Clausen's tenure with the Irish.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
603-Learning Targets, State Standards
(describe, identify, list, name, match)
Standard 1: History of the United States and New York
Standard 3: Geography
Standard 5: Civics, Citizenship, and Government
Comprehension
2. Students will be able to explain the major causes of the war as well as their effect on the outcome.
(distinguish, estimate, infer, paraphrase, summarize)
Standard 1: History of the United States and New York
Standard 2: World History
Standard 3: Geography
Standard 4: Economics
Standard 5: Civics, Citizenship, and Government
Application
3. Students will be able to produce a thematic or document based essay based on acquired knowledge.
(demonstrate, discover, manipulate, prepare, produce)
Standard 1: History of the United States and New York
Standard 2: World History
Standard 3: Geography
Standard 4: Economics
Standard 5: Civics, Citizenship, and Government
Analysis
4. Student will be able to outline the major battles of the war, describing their impact on the war at large.
(illustrate, relate, select, diagram, differentiate)
Standard 1: History of the United States and New York
Standard 3: Geography
Synthesis
5. Students will be able to summarize the major causes, events, and outcomes of the Civil War.
(categorize, combine, compile, compose, create)
Standard 1: History of the United States and New York
Standard 2: World History
Standard 3: Geography
Standard 4: Economics
Standard 5: Civics, Citizenship, and Government
Evaluation
6. Students will be able to draw conclusions about the impact the Civil War had on American History.
(appraise, discriminate, explain, justify, interpret, relate)
Standard 1: History of the United States and New York
Standard 2: World History
Standard 3: Geography
Standard 4: Economics
Standard 5: Civics, Citizenship, and Government
NYS Social Studies Standards
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
603-Final Assessment-Learning Targets
1. Students will be able to define the key names and event of the Civil War.
(describe, identify, list, name, match)
Comprehension
2. Students will be able to explain the major causes of the war as well as their effect on the outcome.
(distinguish, estimate, infer, paraphrase, summarize)
Application
3. Students will be able to produce a thematic or document based essay based on acquired knowledge.
(demonstrate, discover, manipulate, prepare, produce)
Analysis
4. Student will be able to outline the major battle of the war, describing their impact on the war at large.
(illustrate, relate, select, diagram, differentiate)
Synthesis
5. Students will be able to summarize the major causes, events, and outcomes of the Civil War.
(categorize, combine, compile, compose, create)
Evaluation
6. Students will be able to draw conclusions about the impact the Civil War had on American History.
(appraise, discriminate, explain, justify, interpret, relate)
Monday, November 9, 2009
Welcome to the Freeman Era

I would be lying if I said yesterday did not excite me. Maybe after what happened to Penn State Saturday (Daryll Clark, you sir have cemented your place as a guy who sucked in big games) I am just looking for any bright spot in my sports universe.
But hey, after the year that I have had (Penn State in the Rose Bowl, Mets collapse, Mets Epic Fail, Bucs lose last 4 games to miss playoffs) any bright spot looks like the sun.
Josh Freeman got his first start as a Buccaneer yesterday, and the rookie from Kansas State did not disappoint. He threw 3 TDs and one INT. He led the team on a 72 yard scoring drive to take the lead in the 4th quarter. He moved well. He looked generally great and brought a level of excitement to an otherwise putrid Buccaneers season.
I have begun cheering for the Jets. I have a true Jets fan living under my roof. But hard as I have tried, I simply cannot abandon my Buccaneers.
So the Freeman era at least will keep me afloat for a while.
And hey, with any luck, Matt Holliday will be a Met before you can say "Fire Omar Minaya"
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Here We Go Again
Hate week has almost come to an end. Avi is in for a treat today.
Forcast for Happy Valley...Whiteout Conditions
WE ARE, PENN STATE
Friday, November 6, 2009
603 Final Assessment Proposal
Original Post:
The unit of study that I plan on assessing will be a United States History (11th grade) unit on the Civil War. This will include the causes and consequences of the war. The students will have received information through a number of differentiated lessons ranging from observing and reporting back on a popular film ("Glory") as well as interactive lessons using the Internet, field trips, and traditional lectures. The mode of assessment that I will be utilizing will be a multi-layered traditional assessment that will include multiple choice, short answer and essay questions. I will use either a thematic essay or a document based essay on the exam.
The ultimate goal will be to give students some grasp of the depth and significance of the events being discussed while preparing them for the U.S. Regents exam which will be of a similar type. Other variations of Assessment for Learning will be applied during the unit.
Adding…
The final assessment for the unit will consist of 20 multiple choice questions drawn specifically from the learning goals of the unit. The questions will be based in material that was highlighted in the unit.
In addition students will answer 2 short answer items. These items will allow students to expand on their knowledge and demonstrate a more complete understanding of the material. Students will be instructed to complete these items in 2-3 full sentences. In addition to content knowledge, students will display a grasp of basic writing skills. These items will build upon work that has been done throughout the unit to improve writing skills and help prepare students for the essay question.
Students will have a choice of answer 1 of 2 essay questions. Both questions will require students expand on knowledge that was acquired throughout the unit. Students will be not be surprised by the content being assessed in the essay questions as they will draw specifically from material that was highlighted throughout the unit. Students will be asked to write a coherent 3-paragraph essay, including introduction, body and conclusion, that addresses the question being asked.
Students will have a full 90 minute period to complete the assessment.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Hilton Football

I don't know why this is bothering me as much as it is, but it really is.
I was on my way to class last night and as I pulled out of the driveway I turned to Hot Talk 1280 WHTK to listen to John DiTuillio's Show. It took me a minute to comprehend what it was I was hearing.
What I heard was a caller named "Kevin" from Hilton, who was blasting the Hilton football coaching staff and saying things such as "They get the least out of the best players". John, the host, then went on to ask "Kevin" if he played football at Hilton. To which the caller replied "Yes, quarterback, flanker and defensive back".
Now, it does not take a genius to connect the dots here.
The caller was one Kevin Nichols, class of 2000. Most notable for the numerous back breaking interceptions thrown with mind-numbing regularity.
The irony here is this: you would be hard pressed to find a player to ever put on a Hilton Football Uniform, who did less with the talent that they had.
To then turn around and almost 10 years later accuse the Hilton coaches of ineptitude is almost beyond response.
In my years of playing at Hilton, and in subsequent years watching, there have absolutely been moments when I have questioned some of the decisions. The coaches have at times been slow to respond to the way the game has changed.
It is however, unquestionable that I am a better person for having played for them. And they absolutely got every ounce of atheletic talent out of me.
There is something to be said for doing things the right way.
If the Hilton football coaches made any misuse of player ability when it came to Kevin Nichols it was that his ass should have been playing reciever while Mike Mikolaichik, whose father appearantly had less pull, started at quarterback for two years.
I will remind the reader that Mike Mikolaichik went on to play four years of college football (something that cannot be said for Mr. Nichols, who was always "trying out for so and so, or getting a full ride to such and such") and multiple years with the Rochester Raiders.
Once again, I do not know why this has upset me as much as it has. Perhaps it is because I hold those years of my life in such high regard, and those men who coached me in an equally high regard.
I promptly emailed John DiTuillio to correct the record. Someone emailed the show as I was pulling into Brockport and stated that "That caller must have had an axe to grind". Although true, the irony of that statement is that anyone who played with Kevin Nichols most likely has an axe to grind.
As I have grown up and become a (young) adult, some of the luster that coated my memories of my football coaches, from Vince Lombardi through college, has worn off. I have come to realize that they are people, like all of us, who have the same flaws as anyone else. Having said that, the men who coached an helped shape this writer, while we were on the field, were among the best in the world.
Be careful what you say when you call into a radio station, you never know who might be listening.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Ohio State Hate Week

So we find ourselves here. Ohio State Hate week. The sad part for me is that there is very little riding on this game. Ohio State is not who I thought they would be at this point, and Penn State having lost to Iowa, you know, the team that cannot lose, is probably out of Rose Bowl contention.
That all being said, I still hate Ohio State. Two weeks ago I was forced to listen as ESPN analyst and former GM of the 0-17 Detroit Lions pronounced that Michigan freshman Tate Forcier is the best quarterback in the Big Ten. That would include Daryl Clark. What happened? Clark went out and threw for four TDs en route to a drubbing of the one mighty Wolverines, in their house.
What is going to happen on Saturday when Ohio State comes to Happy Valley? I will call it now, the ABC broadcast team will fall all over themselves proclaiming Tyrell Prior the next great thing in College Football. The outcome, Penn State is going to house them. Daryl Clark will again prove that he is the best QB in the big ten.
I hate Ohio State. I love that we never get credit for being as good as we are.
WE ARE, PENN STATE
Thursday, October 29, 2009
603-Unit Assessment Proposal
The ultimate goal will be to give students some grasp of the depth and significance of the events being discussed while preparing them for the U.S. Regents exam which will be of a similar type. Other variations of Assessment For Learning will be applied during the unit.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Medicare Part 'E'
Visit msnbc.com for Breaking News, World News, and News about the Economy
Call it whatever you want. We need this.
Avi had an ear infection last week. They tend to be very bad. No co-pay for the visit. No cost for the prescription. My 2-year old is happy and healthy and the only thing I had to pay was in gas to get to the doctors. Thank you Government Run Child Health Plus.
Keep up the good work Keith.
Thank You, People of Minnesota
I cannot picture Norm effing Coleman doing anything near this. Franken is aweosme.
Between him and Alan Greyson, finally we have some Democrats who are not afraid of their own shadows. We have 60% majorities in both houses, and we have the White House. Why then Senator Harry Reid, do you continue to act like we owe something to the opposition.
Grow a spine, or as Alan Greyson would say, Get out of the way.
You can lead, you can follow, or you can get out of the way.
Phillies-Yankees

Barring something crazy happening, like Alex Rodriguez remembering that he is Alex Rodriguez and not Lou Gehrig, we are going to have ourselves a Phillies-Yankees World Series.
Seeing as the Mets have been out of the hunt for the Championship since, oh I don't know, 2006...I have had plenty of time to think about which team I would like to see win it.
I typically root for underdogs. I think it is part of my Irish heritage. We are natural underdogs.
But the Phillies are the the reigning champions and the Yankees are the Yankees. There is no team to naturally cheer for.
I came into my Met fandom far too late for the Braves to be my mortal enemy. I loath the Marlins and everything about them. From the huge, empty stadium, to their business plan that has them groom top tier talent to win a championship, and then sell everyone off all while keeping their payroll under 20 million.
I hate the Phillies. I hate their fans. I hate their uniforms. I hate their mascot. I hate their slob of a manager.
I hate that the Mets are not more like them.
There, I said it.
The Phillies are everything that I wish the Mets were.
They have likable star players. How can anyone hate Jimmy Rollins, Ryan Howard, Raul Ibanez or Chase Utley.
Notice I didn't mention Frodo Victorino. I hate him still.
They have homegrown talent.
Their GM knows how to make impact trades (see Cliff Lee)
Their stadium is not a tribute to a team that resides 3000 miles away.
They have dominant starting pitching.
and perhaps most importantly, THEY PLAY TO WIN THE GAMES (thanks Herm)
They play freaking hard. They are cocky and arrogant and I love it. The Mets have never played like that as long as I have been watching.
I am jealous.
And I will be cheering for the Phills.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Toy Story 3
Pixar continues to strike gold with everything they release. No studio in the history of film has had a run like they have...
I am crazy for this stuff.
I have lived through this revolution and it has been incredible. The changes that my generation has witnessed, and been a part of, it sometimes is overwhelming.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Friday Morning Music
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xq-ZmAYLeB8
This is my song right now.
No One Had the Heart

Four-year-old Paige Bennethum really, really didn't want her daddy to go to Iraq.
So much so, that when Army Reservist Staff Sgt. Brett Bennethum lined up in formation at his deployment this July, she couldn't let go.
No one had the heart to pull her away.
Absolutely Heart Breaking. I had to take a minute or two to stop crying after a saw this. What would I do if this were Aviendha? I honestly don't know.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Special Comment
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3036677/#33217592
I recommend watching the whole thing. But this section hit closest to home for me:
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I personally know someone who has been a part of this, who has been on the front-line of this war. Working tirelessly to help as many people as possible. To reduce the pain of those who are suffering. I know how hard she works. I know how much she cares. There are medical professionals out there who care.
603 Post-Performance Assessments

In my 12th grade English class we were assigned a long-term project as a form of Performance Assessment.
Our task was to collect works of writing, no matter the type, from all of our high school years. Once we had collected these, we put them together in a portfolio which we presented to our class. The goal of the project was two-fold. First we were to display our growth as writers throughout our years of high school. The second goal was to display an array of writing styles and our grasp of them. From short stories, poetry, book reports and essays, we as seniors were instructed to compile as many examples of our best work as possible.
We were graded on a rubric. The criteria for the grading scale was made availible to us prior to completing the assignment.
In my opinion long-term projects such as this can act as excellent indicators of learning and growth. Too often in Education we get caught up in what we, as teachers think is the most important content that students will take out of our classes. What gets lost far too frequently is how what a student is learning will translate to the real world. The essential question that needs to be asked is, what skills can I equip a young person with for their future, while at the same time, imparting on them the content knowledge that is also critical for graduation. These types of performance assessment translate to real world applications far easier than being able to answer a multiple choice test.
Having said that, performance assessments such as long-term projects are not applicable to all content areas or even all units within a content area. My goal as a teacher is going to be to find a balance between traditional assessments and authentic ones.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Playoff Baseball

This is why I watch baseball. Last night was awesome. I am not a full-time Twins fan by any stretch. But living in Rochester, it is easy to cheer for a team when you watched more than half their roster come through our AAA club. Guys I have watched in person were major contributors last night. The list includes, but is not limited to Alexi Casilla, Scott Baker, Michael Cuddyer, Jesse Crain, Matt Tolbert and many more.
This was an incredible game and was simply too much fun. I paid little to no attention in my class last night as I followed the game on my phone. Sorry Professor.
So now the Twins, who found themselves three games out of first with four games to play will now face off against the HATED NY Yankees at 6:00 pm today. Every rational measure of talent and advantage has the Yankees walking away with this thing.
The Twins went 0-7 against them this year.
I am not going to say that I think the Twins will win this thing. All I will say is if they can manage a split in NY and get back to Minnesota tied, it could get interesting. Sabathia is the only pitcher the Yanks have that I would declare as a hands down favorite to win. A.J. Burnett and Andy Petitte are in no way sure things this week.
I will say only this, The Twins have absolutely no pressure on them. They were supposed to be planning their vacations and cleaning out their lockers right now. Instead they are boarding a plane and getting ready to take on the most hated franchise in sports. They really Can't lose, no matter the outcome.
I have some thoughts on Twins Catcher, and general heart-throb (Terry's Man-Crush, or one of the many) Joe Mauer and his "Inevitable" transition to Pin Stripes, but I'll save it for later.
Right now, I am just ready to watch some baseball.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Epic Fail

The 2009 New York Mets were a failure of Epic Proportions. Two words define everything that this team was. Epic. Fail.
Look, I understand as a sports fan that your team is not going to win every game, every year. I get that.
If I were a Minnesota Twins fan, and trust me, I have had to do some serious soul searching as to whether that is a switch I should make, I would be be completely happy with a team that just competed. I would be thrilled that the Twins find themselves in a one game playoff today. Hell, I am thrilled. I can't wait to watch that game, but I digress.
The fact is, I am a New York Mets fan. I can't help but read Metsblog. I can't help but care what happens with this team.
It is this inability of mine to let go that led me to both read and watch what transpired yesterday.
And what transpired yesterday was a whole lot of nothing. I repeat...A Whole Lot of Nothing.
Jeff Wilpon, in his press conference yesterday characterized what happened this year as "Unacceptable"
And then to prove what, in the Bizzaro World that the New York Mets exist in, can be defined as Unacceptable, Wilpon and his father who played the role of Bernine Maddoff's doormat this summer, endorsed both Omar Minaya and Jerry Manuel for the 2010 season.
This is the same Omar Minaya who has botched this team's roster for three years. The same Omar Minaya who mistakenly believes that trading for Johan Santana and signing Carlos Beltran and Francisco Rodriguez some how makes up for the laundry list of EPIC FAILS that he is responsible for...a list that includes
Oliver Perez 3yrs/36 Million
Moises Alou
Luis Castillo
The Daniel Murphy can play Left Field experiment
The utter failure of the minor league system
Tony Bernazard
Heath Bell
Matt Lindsrom
And on and on and on...
Omar Minaya is a bumbling moron, which has nothing to do with the fact that he has a limited grasp of the English language. The dude could speak Portuguese and only Portuguese if he could compile a competitive roster.
And Jerry Manuel. Jerry Friggen Manuel.
Jerry, who I realize was forced to manage with one arm tied behind his back, thanks in no small part to what Omar Minaya considers a Major League roster (See Above).
But like David Wright, who failed EPICALLY to rise to the occasion and lead this team, Jerry Manuel wilted when the pressure was on. As players started to get hurt, and the team faced increasing adversity this season, instead of rallying his troops and playing hard, sound baseball, Jerry's boys played less disciplined, appeared to give up and not care what the outcome was.
From base running blunders, to dropped pop-ups. Blown leads and walk-off grand slams, the 2009 New York Mets found new and increasingly embarrassing ways to fail. Epically.
And as the pressure increased, where a good manager would have taken this burden upon himself, and demanded a higher level of baseball be played. Jerry laughed through post game pressers. He laid blame at other's feet. He said he had players who were not major league ready playing roles that were larger then they were ready for.
Guess what Jerry, that means two things.
1. Omar Minaya failed. Epically. To put together a major league roster.
2. You Jerry, failed to get the most out of these players. To get the absolute best of out all 25 men on your roster. You failed. And then you laughed about it. Then you were given another year to "fix" what is wrong.
The larger point is that there is no "Fix" for what is wrong with this team. You cannot fix the problem by giving the wheel to the same men who drove this bus off the cliff.
Jerry, Omar...
They only do it because they love me, Right? *He said with mascara tear stains running down his cheeks*
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Mike Mikolaichic
I saw him from a distance. His familiar shape stood out from the other players wearing black and orange. He had gotten bigger in the years since high school, he was however, easily recognizable. He was warming up, throwing with another quarterback. He was near mid-field which made it easy for me to get close enough to greet him. He had his back to me, I saw him before he saw me. I slowly made my way towards the fifty- yard line. I was nervous, I did not know how he was going to receive me. It had been over a year since I had seen him last, and given our current circumstances I did not know what to expect. I hung around mid-field long enough for him to see me. He turned slowly towards me, tears streaming down his face. He looked at me with eyes I had seen for years, standing in a huddle, being told what play we were going to run, or what we were going to do to win this game or that. He had always had a quite confidence. He could step into a huddle, and make every other young man feel that we were going to succeed. Those eyes that were so familiar, were crying. He looked at me and said: “Matt died this morning”.
We were never in the same classes in Elementary School. A football field became the first context in which I defined Mike. We practiced on the fields next to our elementary school. I hated football at first. To say I disliked the contact would be an understatement. I wanted to quit after a week. My father refused to let me quit. My parents had made an exception, allowing me to play a year earlier than they had let my brother. What came so naturally to Mike was a struggle for me. He was the quarterback from as far back as I can remember. I bounced from position to position. Not athletic enough for the skill positions, not big enough for a lineman. Mike looked like he was born to be a quarterback. He was tall and lean, with a strong arm and the head to handle the responsibilities of the position.
I grew to like the contact, with time I learned to relish it. By our freshman year of high school Mike had spent years honing his skills at one position and I had finally settled into the role of a running back/fullback in what I pictured was the mold of former Tampa Bay Buccaneer, Mike Alstott. We had different core groups of friends in high school. We played different sports. Mike was an excellent basket ball and baseball player. I ran track in the spring, more to stay in shape than because I was particularly fast. The one thing that kept us united was football. Every summer we would work out at the school together, every August we would grind through double sessions. I bore witness as Mike developed into one of the best quarterbacks in the county.
I felt like the world had stopped spinning, the wind had stopped blowing, for I had stopped breathing. My words died in my chest. I looked into his eyes and felt his heartache. I stood, rooted on the spot. I have no memory of what happened then. My next recollection was back in the locker room. Our team would come together prior to taking the field. Our coach would give us a motivational talk followed by a prayer, and we would take the field. I did not hear a word he said. My head was swimming and I was a whirlwind of emotions. Football is a game that has to be played with a level of intensity not often found in other sports. To be able to throw your body at another human being as hard as one possibly can, you have to take yourself to a mental place that is not reached easily. I had spent the previous week visualizing myself hitting my friend as hard as I could. I had run through potential plays, and watched hours of video studying tendencies. I had spent the last nine years teaching myself to hate my opponents. I had trained my brain to forget logic and reason, to inflict as much punishment as possible, within the context of the game, on another player. Now I sat on one knee, tears streaming down my face, head in hands, forgetting all of that training, ignoring the honed instincts, all I wanted to do was hug my friend.
We took the field, went through our pre-game rituals and were ready for kick off. My dichotomy of emotions was overwhelming. At the time, Brockport had a very good team, and Buffalo State was no match physically. I watched with an increasingly heavy heart as my friend picked himself up off the turf, play after play. I bore witness as he would walk to the sideline series after unsuccessful series, sit on the bench crying until he had to go lead his offense back onto the field. The game quickly got out of hand. I begged my teammates, if they had to hit him, help the man back up. I had never in my life witnessed something so real, so brave, or so heart breaking. He would tell me later that he played because that is what he thought Matt would have wanted. I was speechless.
Our senior season ended disappointingly. We were not as good as either of us had hoped. I was injured in the first round of the playoffs, as was our starting fullback. Without his starting backfield, Mike did all he could, but it was not enough. In high school, we lived or died with the wins and losses, how little we knew. Mike and I both received All-County honors following the season. We were both asked to play in the Eddie Meath All-Star game. I was not surprised that Mike received this honor. I cannot say the same for myself. Mike and I lived around the corner from one another. We would drive to the practices together. We spent more time that week, just the two of us, than we ever had before. Mike and I had never been particularly close friends away from football. Our bond was forged on hot summer days, and wet and cold fall days. It was cemented on nights like the one our homecoming game was played on. Our field was being dedicated to the previous Athletic Director. In a freezing driving rain, Mike handed the ball to me thirty-six times, we did not mishandle one exchange.
Mike was the unrecognized star of the Eddie Meath game. Among the pomp and circumstance surrounding that wonderful event was lost the fact that every drive that Mike led ended in a touchdown. That fact was not lost on me. Playing only defense in the game, I was able to watch him play from the sidelines for the first time. His calm and controlled attitude was palpable even from my vantage point. That night would be the last time I would share a field with Mike for three years.
As I stood, speechless, conflicted, and confused, I remembered that day, at Fauver Stadium, watching him control the game. I stood, hurting for my friend, as the game wore on. When the final horn sounded, I looked for Mike and I could not find him. I waited impatiently as our coach gave his post game speech. I ran back across the field as soon as I could hoping to catch him before I had to get on our bus. I found his head coach and explained to him who I was. He told me that he had left as soon as the game had ended. I felt out of place, I wanted to share with my friend how sorry I was. I wanted to hug him. I wanted to cry with him. I wanted him to know that I was there for him, that what ever he needed I would provide.
I boarded our bus and we headed back east on the Thru Way. There was a car accident along the way, and I had a moment of shear panic, fearing that he had gotten into and accident rushing to get home to his family. I had never felt so useless in my life. He did not need me, he needed his family.
I stood to the side at the funeral. I do not know if he saw me there. I did not know how to act or what to say. I felt like I had intruded on a personal moment. I felt that by being on the field that day, watching him struggle through such a terrible time, that I had somehow violated his privacy, like I had seen something he did not want anyone to see. I had witnessed the rawest of human emotions that day. I had stood, fifty-yards away as another human being, one I called my friend, had suffered. I did not watch as Matt’s body was lowered into the ground. I watched my friend’s face. I watched as something broke inside of him. Matt was more than his little brother, Matt was his best friend.
After that day, it was years until I saw him again. I had kept up with him from a distance. I knew he had become the quarterback for the Rochester Raiders. I knew that he had hurt his foot so bad that the doctors feared for his ability to walk again, let alone play football. I knew that his desire to play drove him to get healthy, to get back onto the field. I saw him at a wedding last fall. I had become a father the week before, but all I could talk about was him. He was smiling again. It was a smile I was afraid I would not see again. Mike Mikolachik was smiling, he had found someone to share his life with. Someone who made him laugh. I am going to take my daughter to see him play this spring. I want her to see her dad’s hero, doing that which always brought him so much joy. Doing that which Matt would have wanted him to do.
