Wednesday, December 17, 2008

2008 College Football Consensus All-America Team


Today, the Sporting News announced their 2008 College Football All-America team. They are the fifth and last organization recognized by the NCAA to announce their all-america squad. Other organizations recognized by the NCAA include the Associated Press, Football Writers Association of America, Walter Camp Foundation and American Football Coaches Association.

For some reason, no one ever compiles these five separate all-america teams to publicly announce the consensus all-america team. And what kind of whack-job would sit down and do this in their spare time???

I would. Without further adieu, here is the 2008 College Football Consensus All-America Team (Unanimous Selection**) -

Quarterback:
Sam Bradford, Sophomore, Oklahoma & Colt McCoy, Junior, Texas

Running Back:
Javon Ringer, Senior, Michigan St.
Shonn Greene, Junior, Iowa**

Wide Receiver:
Michael Crabtree, Sophomore, Texas Tech**
Dez Bryant, Sophomore, Oklahoma St.

Tight End:
Chase Coffman, Senior, Missouri

Offensive Line:
Andre Smith, Junior, Alabama**
Michael Oher, Senior, Mississippi** (Pictured Above)
Duke Robinson, Senior, Oklahoma
Brandon Carter, Junior, Texas Tech & A.Q. Shipley, Senior, Penn St.
Antoine Caldwell, Senior, Alabama

Defensive Line:
Brian Orakpo, Senior, Texas**
Jerry Hughes, Junior, TCU
Aaron Maybin, Sophomore, Penn St.
Terrence Cody, Junior, Alabama

Linebacker:
Rey Maulauga, Senior, USC**
Brandon Spikes, Junior, Florida**
James Laurinaitis, Senior, Ohio St.

Defensive Back:
Malcolm Jenkins, Senior, Ohio St.
Alphonso Smith, Senior, Wake Forest
Eric Berry, Sophomore, Tennessee**
Taylor Mays, Junior, USC

Placekicker:
Louie Sakoda, Senior, Utah**

Punter:
Kevin Huber, Senior, Cincinnati

All-Purpose/Kick Returner:
Jeremy Maclin, Sophomore, Missouri & Brandon James, Junior, Florida

A few final notes: Sam Bradford and Colt McCoy tied each other for the quarterback position with two selections apiece. Ditto for Brandon Carter and A.Q. Shipley on the offensive line and Jeremy Maclin and Brandon James at the all-purpose/kick returner position.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Ruben Amaro's Incompetence is Destroying the Phillies


I know, I know, the Phillies just won the World Series so I’m supposed to have some sort of “grace period” where I don’t care what happens to the organization for a while because they just delivered a World Championship that will be remembered for all-time. But with the recent signing of Raul Ibanez for three years and $30M, and the subsequent divorce from Pat Burrell as a result of the signing, I just can’t hold the anger inside.

New Phillies General Manager Ruben Amaro is a fucking idiot.

I have no idea how you could possible fuck up more than signing a 36-year-old left-handed leftfielder who is just as slow as Pat Burrell, just as awful in the field as Pat Burrell, four years older than Pat Burrell and not even close to the hitter that “Pat the Bat” is. That’s not even the half of it. Amaro managed to lose a first round draft pick in 2009 by signing Ibanez (a “Type A” free agent) while opting NOT to take two compensation first round draft picks when Burrell (also a Type A free agent) signs with another team because he refused to offer Burrell arbitration. Total incompetence.

Let’s break this down boys and girls.

By not giving Burrell an arbitration offer (that’s a one-year contract negotiated by an arbitrator that over 90% of players decline anyway), Amaro gave up a first round draft pick and a sandwich round draft pick. You see, if a Type A free agent signs with a new team, and he was offered arbitration by his former team, that ballclub gets the latter team’s first round draft pick and an additional sandwich pick between the first and second rounds. Why did Amaro refuse to give Burrell arbitration? He did it to “protect” the Phillies from Pat Burrell taking them to an arbitrator and getting a one-year $15M contract.

Here’s the problem. There is no way Pat Burrell was going to accept arbitration. The Giants or Rays desperately need a power-hitting leftfielder with a .400 on-base percentage and they will offer him much more than a one-year deal. Even if Burrell did accept arbitration, so what? You get one more year of a right-handed, power-hitting, one-base machine to perfectly break up Chase Utley and Ryan Howard, the Phil’s left-handed dynamic duo.

Instead, the Phillies told Pat to fuck off, didn’t offer him arbitration, never offered him a contract and signed Raul Ibanez, an inferior player who is GOING TO BE 37 YEARS OLD NEXT SEASON!!!! Oh, and Ibanez will cost the Phillies their first round draft pick next year, which now belongs to Seattle, because, you know, their GM isn’t fucking retarded as he offered Ibanez arbitration.

What I can’t figure out for the life of me is that if Amaro knew he was going to replace Burrell (and not even calling his agent is a pretty good indicator), there is a 100% chance Burrell refuses arbitration. Why would Burrell accept a one-year contract when he knows that he would be on the bench behind Ibanez? He wouldn’t. That would effectively kill his value at the end of the year. This is what is truly unforgivable in my eyes and it would have never gone down if Mike Arbuckle was named Phillies GM instead of Amaro. By the way, in case you forgot, Chase Utley, Brett Myers and Cole Hamels are all former Phillies first round draft picks. You don’t just give those picks away. It destroys your farm system.

The ultimate kick in the ass is that Ibanez is not as good as Burrell. Sure, he had a career-year last season, but at age 36, there is no way he will consistently replicate those numbers over the next three years. Let’s compare Burrell and Ibanez over the past four seasons (WARP = wins above replacement player, RAA = defensive runs above average, OPS+ = one-base percentage + slugging percentage in comparison to the league average) –

Pat Burrell

Year

WARPRAAOPS+HRBB
20056.811283299

2006

4.5-61222998
20074.0-1812730114
20085.2-1112533102
TOTALS20.5-34126124413

Raul Ibanez
YearWARPRAAOPS+HRBB
20054.7-11152071
20066.4-51253365
20074.0-171212153
20087.411242364
TOTALS22.5-2212197253












Burrell and Ibanez have almost identical WARP numbers, with Ibanez worth a whopping two more wins than Burrell over the past four years. This is entirely due to Burrell’s -34 RAA (a measuring stick for defensive ability), but you can pretty much ignore this figure. Burrell’s RAA suffers because Charlie Manuel removes him from games for defensive purposes, which lowers his putout numbers, which in turn lowers his defensive range and RAA. Ibanez plays the entire game, giving him better range numbers despite being just as awful in leftfield as Burrell (as evidenced by his -17 RAA in 2007). At the plate, Burrell’s 126 OPS+ is five percentage points better than Ibanez and his home run (124) and walk (413) totals trump Ibanez by a large margin. Simply put, Raul Ibanez is no Pat Burrell. Sure, he puts the ball in play more often, but he also gets on base much less often, and in that lineup, in that ballpark, you need to get on base as much as possible to play for the three-run homer.

Finally, and no one seems to be talking about this, Ibanez is a left-handed hitter. That gives the Phillies the following opening-day lineup:

SS, Rollins (S)
RF, Werth (R)
2B, Utley (L)
1B, Howard (L)
LF, Ibanez (L)
CF, Victorino (S)
3B, Feliz (R)
C, Ruiz (R)

You just can’t have your 3-4-5 hitters all be left-handed. The middle of your lineup can now be effectively shut down by a left-handed reliever, ending any hopes of a come-from-behind win. Now, Manuel is forced to put together stupid lineups, with Victorino and/or Werth hitting 4th or 5th. Not good.

So let’s get this straight. For the same amount of money it would have taken to sign Pat Burrell, the Phillies signed a 37-year old, slow, poor-fielding leftfielder who is less of a hitter than Burrell, doesn’t fit in their now left-handed-heavy middle of the order and cost them two first round draft picks. Great job, Ruben Amaro. I can’t wait to see what other brilliant moves you have in store.

Friday, December 5, 2008

The 2008 Turkey Bowl: Fights, Football and Tomfoolery


Yours truly spent the Thanksgiving Weekend in Allentown, PA, home of the annual Green Acres Turkey Bowl. Every year, my friends and family participate in two 7-on-7 full-contact football games, despite the fact that we keep getting older and more out of shape. Here is the story following this year's much-anticipated games:

Bent over and sucking wind after suffering a humiliating 7-2 loss in the first game of the annual Turkey Bowl Football Classic at Green Acres Park, David, the game’s premier quarterback and leader of his “Acres Flying Aces” squad, pondered his options as he possessed the first-overall pick in the re-draft prior to playing the Turkey Bowl’s second game.

The Flying Aces’ key bugaboo in Game One’s stunning loss to a vastly inferior “Green Machine” team led by Adrian and his merry band of crybabies, was their receivers inability to get open. Speed kills, and despite having a superior offensive line manned by Evan (an undersized but athletic high school center), Chuck (a 250-pound force at tackle) and Jon (a college fullback who is “listed” at 225), David had no one who could burst through coverage and get open.

At flanker, Jamie has the speed to excel, but his hands are truly awful and he is best utilized as a tenacious defender at corner or safety. David’s short-yardage receiver was Saleem, but he forgot his contacts for the second consecutive year and was a non-factor in Game One. All of this led a crucial draft selection that would determine whether David and his Flying Aces squad would suffer 12 months worth of ridicule.

David’s best option was Brandon, a gifted receiver with speed and strength who scored four touchdowns (three receiving) in Game One’s win for the Green Machine. But one look at Brandon leisurely lying down on the ground with his girlfriend after the first game and it was easy to question if he had the heart to give it his all in Game Two.

Quizzically staring at the two love birds, David muttered “Hey, should I take you with the first pick?”

“If you want to win you will,” Brandon replied.

That settled it, Brandon was Game Two’s first overall pick and the most explosive scoring duo in Acres Football history would once again wreak havoc. Brandon was un-coverable and David’s bazooka arm could now truly be put on display.

On the first drive, David drilled a 10-yard pass that perfectly led Brandon on a slant pattern and he easily outran the defense for a quick score. After a touchdown run by Adrian tied the game at 1-1, the Flying Aces’ scoring duo struck again. On a deep post pattern off the left hash marks, David launched a perfect spiral over the head of Paul who was defending the play and into Brandon’s outstretched hands for a touchdown.

“All day baby, all day!” Brandon screamed as the receiver met his quarterback halfway to deliver a well-earned chest bump.

A sturdy defensive line manned by Chuck, Jeff and David led to a turnover on downs for the Green Machine and Brandon would continue his offensive onslaught. After two first down throws to Saleem, who played inspired defense in Game Two, David hooked up with Brandon on an out pattern. Paul proceeded to strip the ball from Brandon, but Mike was “Johnny on the spot,” picking up the loose ball and running untouched for a score that stretched the Acres Flying Aces lead to 3-1.

On the ensuing drive, Adrian faced a fourth-and-goal situation from the five yard line. As David’s rush flushed him from the pocket, Adrian took off and ran to his left for a controversial touchdown.

“No way you scored Agey!” David exclaimed. “Your feet were out of bounds and the ball did not cross the goal line.”

“Look, I don’t argue calls, but I’m passionate about this one,” Adrian replied in his defense. “The ball crossed the goal line.”

“Passionate” Adrian prevailed and the score narrowed the Flying Aces lead to 3-2.

It was on the ensuing kickoff that shit (FINALLY!!!) hit the fan. Paul apparently pushed Saleem to the ground and Saleem proceeded to grab his throat. Next thing you know, Paul is wildly throwing (and missing) punches and kicks before teammates on both sides separate them. The two are frothing at the mouth and screaming various obscenities and insults that only friends would know and say to each other (summary of what was said – Paul: “you’re not getting laid,” Saleem: “I make more money than you do”).

A touchdown throw from David to Brandon on a slant pattern ended the game at 4-2, but Paul’s “little brother” syndrome refused to let him end the bickering with Saleem. After more verbal assaults and some pushing and shoving, Paul’s older brother David put him in a headlock (reminiscent of yesteryear) and pinned him to the ground. Various players pulled Cain and Abel apart, but the trash talk would not end with Paul exclaiming to David that he would “Put him in a hospital.”

After the dust settled, Chuck shook his head, looked at David and said, “God, I wish I was in your family.”

Brandon was named the 2008 Turkey Bowl MVP, as he was the key difference maker in both team’s victories. He totaled seven touchdowns on the day, including six receiving. Other notes from the game include:

• Steve brought a keg to the game which was thoroughly enjoyed prior to each contest. A fucking keg. To a public park. God bless you Steve.

• Both Adrian and David did not throw an interception in either game, a first in Acres history.

• Adrian’s marathon running has been paying off. He ran and threw for four touchdowns on the day and would have been named this year’s MVP if not for Brandon’s remarkable play.

• Following David’s long touchdown run in Game One when he broke three tackles en route to the score, he screamed “I’ve been doing this since 1993 motherfuckers!”

• Jeff, Game One’s first-overall draft pick, was a tackling machine until he pulled his 38-year old left hamstring mid-way into the first contest. He played sparingly for the rest of the afternoon.

• David and Paul’s 15-year old brother Andrew made his girlfriend show up to the game with pom poms. So very many things are wrong about that.

Game 1 Scoring Summary: Green Machine 7, Acres Flying Aces 2
1-0 Green Machine score on a pass from Adrian to Brandon
2-0 Green Machine score on a run by Adrian following a pitch from Brandon
2-1 Acres Flying Aces score on a long quarterback scramble off right tackle by David
3-1 Green Machine score on a pass from Adrian to Brandon
4-1 Green Machine score on a long quarterback scramble by Adrian
4-2 Acres Flying Aces score on a pass from David to Jon in the left corner of the end zone
5-2 Green Machine score on a run by Brandon off right tackle
6-2 Green Machine score on a pass from Adrian to Brandon
7-2 Green Machine score on a pass from Adrian to Paul

Game 2 Scoring Summary: Acres Flying Aces 4, Green Machine 2
1-0 Acres Flying Aces score on a slant pattern pass from David to Brandon
1-1 Green Machine score on a quarterback scramble by Adrian
2-1 Acres Flying Aces score on a deep post pattern pass from David to Brandon
3-1 Acres Flying Aces score on a fumble recovery return by Mike
3-2 Green Machine score on a quarterback scramble by Adrian off left tackle
4-2 Acres Flying Aces score on a slant pattern pass from David to Brandon

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

World Fucking Champions



I really don't have anything else to add. Chutley has already said all that needs to be said - We're the World Fucking Champions.

For the first time in my adult life (the Sixers won the NBA title when I was 2), a Philadelphia sports team has won the whole damn thing. And best of all, it was my beloved Phillies. I used to live and die with every Darren Daulton at bat. Every paper in my sixth grade English class was about the 1993 Phillies until my teacher actually wrote a note to my mom telling her I had to cover another topic despite receiving "A's" on all my reports. Rooting for those God-awful Juan Samuel/Von Hayes/Roger McDowell/Kevin Gross/Charlie Hayes teams has finally paid off and supporting the Phillies through two decades of futility has made this championship all the sweeter.

Utley hurt for the first two months of 2009? I don't care. The Eagles tying (a fucking tie!) the lowly Bengals? I don't care. Passing on talent evaluator extraordinaire Mike Arbuckle for company yes-man Ruben Amaro as Phillies GM? I don't care. The Phils not even offering Pat Burrell a contract this offseason? I don't care (OK, I kinda do). I seriously could care less about what atrocities happen in the Philadelphia sports scene for the next few years or so. My Phillies are the 2008 World Series Champions. The World Fucking Champions.