From the Mind of Brandon

My analysis of the Jay Cutler trade

2009-04-05T11:25:00.006-05:00

Who got the better end of the Jay Cutler trade? That is the question the many people have been asking the last few days. My answer is both but in different ways. The Bears got the better end as far as immediate future and the Broncos got the better for the long term. But I think to fully understand the analysis we must first look and why this trade transpired and what was exchanged between the two teams.

Jay Cutler became disgruntled after new coach Josh McDaniels listened to a prospective trade that would have brought Matt Cassel, who McDaniels coached during his time with the New England Patriots, to Denver and sent Cutler to Tampa Bay. After two face-to-face meetings between Cutler and McDaniels the situation did not improve. In the words of Broncos owner Pat Bowlen in a recent letter the situation unfolded as follows:

"One of my directives to Josh McDaniels upon his hiring was that he consider everything possible to return the Broncos to the level which you and I both expect, and this certainly includes making a fair evaluation of every opportunity presented to us which might improve the team. He and General Manager Brian Xanders have had my complete support throughout, and they have it now. It is important that you know that at all times we represented ourselves to Jay with honesty and integrity."

"I assure you both Josh and I made repeated attempts to reach out to Jay, and I can not speak for him as to why he chose to limit his response. Ultimately, given his unwillingness to speak with either of us directly in the last 12 days- at the same time his agent clearly stating to us Jay's intentions- it became very apparent to me personally that he no longer wanted to play for the Denver Broncos. As such, we elected to trade him."

So now that we have examined what took place to cause the trade now lets focus on the trade itself. The Chicago Bears acquired quarterback Jay Cutler along with a fifth-round pick (104th overall) in 2009 and gave up quarterback Kyle Orton and first-round picks in 2009 (18th overall) and 2010, along with a third-round pick (84th overall) in 2009.

Now for the trade analysis:

The Bears gained two things the first is a nominal fifth-round pick (104th overall) in this years draft this pick in and of itself is basically meaningless. The second and major piece quarterback Jay Cutler. In Cutler the Bears "get a young Pro Bowler with a chip on his shoulder, [who] could invigorate a franchise that hasn't had a standout signal-caller since Jim McMahon." (Steve Wyche: Can't put price on success, nfl.com) So looking at the present the Bears seem to have gotten a great player even though it came at a great price. However Cutler has his share of baggage and issues and although a Pro Bowl QB his has a record of 17-20. He suffers from Diabetes and is dependent on insulin to control his blood sugar levels. To this point in his career the disease has not caused any on field issues but a recent report by Fox 31 in Denver stated the following from an anonymous source "Two things that kept coming up were concerns about Cutler's alcohol consumption (given his diabetes) and "that's he not that (football) sharp." This is an alarming antidote for a quarterback who is now seen as the corner stone of a Bears franchise that has been long over due for solid QB play and raises some questions. How long can Cutler continue to play at a Pro Bowl level? How long until the Diabetes and Alcohol catch up to him? And what health issues will arise? Can Cutler survive the media and fan pressures that he will encounter in Chicago? The answers to these questions remain to be seen but the present situation for the Bears is brighter than ever.

The Broncos gained four major pieces from this trade. A 2010 first-round pick which may be traded or possibly held until next year. A first-round pick in 2009 (18th overall) and a third-round pick (84th overall) in 2009 both of which have the potential to have immediate impact. These picks give the Broncos a total of eleven picks in the draft with five of those being day one picks which are in the top 84 picks. Only the New England Patriots have more day one picks. The Broncos may use these picks themselves or potentially trade up to get a player they may want such as Mark Sanchez or trade down for more picks to stockpile players to help a horrendous defense. The final piece the Broncos received is QB Kyle Orton who has a 22-11 Senior Writer Steve Wyche, "Kyle Orton is a viable starter and, although he will compete with Chris Simms for the No. 1 job, he has the reputation of a foxhole-type leader teammates rally around, a trait Cutler had to some degree but supposedly was losing over the past few weeks with his trade demand." This allows the Broncos to use their picks to rebuild a defense that was much maligned last year and give Orton an opportunity to continue growing as an NFL quarterback. If he can stay healthy he may very well lead the Broncos back to the playoffs after a three year absence. I the long term the Broncos have gotten rid of a disgruntled quarterback that never seemed to "get it" in Denver and have set themselves up for long term success.

Duck or eagle?

2009-02-02T00:24:00.003-06:00

Harvey Mackay was waiting in line for a ride at the airport. When a car pulled up, the first thing Harvey noticed was that the taxi was polished to a bright shine. Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car to open the back passenger door for Harvey. He handed Harvey a laminated card and said:

"I'm Wally, your driver. While I'm loading your bags in the trunk I'd like you to read my mission statement."

Taken aback, Harvey read the card. It said:

Wally's Mission Statement:

To get my customers to their destination in the quickest, safest and cheapest way possible in a friendly environment.

This blew Harvey away. Especially when he noticed that the inside of the cab matched the outside. Spotlessly clean!

As he slid behind the wheel, Wally said, "Would you like a cup of coffee? I have a thermos of regular and one of decaf."

Harvey said jokingly, "No, I'd prefer a soft drink."

Wally smiled and said, "No problem. I have a cooler up front with regular and Diet Coke, water and orange juice."

Almost stuttering, Harvey said, "I'll take a Diet Coke."

Handing him his drink, Wally said, "If you'd like something to read, I have The Wall Street Journal, Time, Sports Illustrated and USA Today."

As they were pulling away, Wally handed Harvey another laminated card. "These are the stations I get and the music they play, if you'd like to listen to the radio."

And as if that weren't enough, Wally told Harvey that he had the air conditioning on and asked if the temperature was comfortable for him. Then he advised Harvey of the best route to his destination for that time of day. He also let him know that he'd be happy to chat and tell him about some of the sights or, if Harvey preferred, to leave him with his own thoughts.

"Tell me, Wally," amazed Harvey asked the driver, "have you always served customers like this?"

Wally smiled into the rearview mirror. "No, not always. In fact, it's only been in the last two years. My first five years driving, I spent most of my time complaining like all the rest of the cabbies do. Then I heard the personal growth guru, Wayne Dyer, on the radio one day. He had just written a book called You'll See It When You Believe It. Dyer said that if you get up in the morning expecting to have a bad day, you'll rarely disappoint yourself. He said, 'Stop complaining! Differentiate yourself from your competition. Don't be a duck. Be an eagle. Ducks quack and complain. Eagles soar above the crowd. The eagle will fly to some high spot and wait for the winds to come. When the storm hits, it sets its wings so that the wind will pick it up and lift it above the storm. While the storm rages below, the eagle is soaring above it. The eagle does not escape the storm. It simply uses the storm to lift it higher. It rises on the winds that bring the storm. '"

"That hit me right between the eyes," said Wally. "Dyer was really talking about me. I was always quacking and complaining, so I decided to change my attitude and become an eagle. I looked around at the other cabs and their drivers. The cabs were dirty, the drivers were unfriendly, and the customers were unhappy. So I decided to make some changes. I put in a few at a time. When my customers responded well, I did more."

"I take it that has paid off for you," Harvey said.

"It sure has," Wally replied. "My first year as an eagle, I doubled my income from the previous year. This year I'll probably quadruple it. You were lucky to get me today. I don't sit at cabstands anymore. My customers call me for appointments on my cell phone or leave a message on my answering machine. If I can't pick them up myself, I get a reliable cabbie friend to do it and I take a piece of the action."

Wally was phenomenal. He was running a limo service out of a Yellow Cab.

I've probably told that story to more than fifty cab drivers over the years, and only two took the idea and ran with it. Whenever I go to their cities, I give them a call. The rest of the drivers quacked like ducks and told me all the reasons they couldn't do any of what I was suggesting.

Great service is a matter of choice. You could either quack like a Duck or soar like an Eagle.

According to me, it doesn't have to be just service. This story can be related to anything. It can be the way you act for certain situations like work environment, about life, our future and so forth. Its up to us to be DUCK or EAGLE on each one of these occasions.

Who would you prefer to be?

Just Friends

2009-01-18T22:59:00.001-06:00

I really like this. I got this from a friend and it's so true.

"A woman has a close male friend. This means that he is probably interested in her, which is why he hangs around so much. She sees him strictly as a friend. This always starts out with, you're a great guy, but I don't like you in that way. This is roughly the equivalent for the guy of going to a job interview and the company saying, You have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we're not going to hire you. We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants. But, we're going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn't work out, we'll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you. But we will call you from time to time to complain about the person that we hired." -Anonymous

21 Big Lessons from Little Kids, Little gems you may have forgotten.

2009-01-18T22:58:00.000-06:00

1. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Even when there's not a prize in the bottom of the box.

2. Sometimes it's best to be completely blunt with people, as you used to be with relatives who wanted you to do something embarrassing or tedious for a shiny quarter.

3. Asking questions is how you figure things out. Lots and lots of questions.

4. An older, wiser Gordie Lachance says in Stand By Me, "I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12." Lachance is right. The trick is to try to be the friend you were when you were 12: fun-loving and loyal, with no strings attached.

5. Playing is work. Approach your downtime with all the seriousness of a 5-year-old with a secret treasure map.

6. Real guys don't dip their toes in the water. They jump right in.

7. Girls have cooties. Well, the ones you meet in certain bars do, anyway.

8. You hated it when a grown-up told you, "We'll see." It's still unacceptable. Don't say it yourself.

9. The only way to know how something works is to completely disassemble it. (This is still good advice when tackling a complex problem. Your plasma TV? Not so much).

10. There's a reason they don't give credit cards to 8-year-olds. You're supposed to save up money before you buy a new toy.

11. Your body was designed for throwing baseballs, shooting hoops, and jumping off diving boards and stuff. In the secret language of children, the word "fitness" doesn't exist. It's called "having fun."

12. Your world can be half-real and half-imaginary.

13. Homework blows. Bring work home with you and it'll ruin your night. And your marriage. And your family. And your life.

14. Too much of anything will give you a tummy ache. Like, say, bourbon.

15. If there's even the slightest doubt, hit the potty before you leave.

16. The coolest adults were the ones who took the time to listen to you. You still want to grow up to be a cool adult, right?

17. Treasure Island, Dracula: The best books are consumed after dark with a flashlight.

18. Use adrenaline as your drug of choice. You don't need beer, pot, or cigarettes to have a good time.

19. Kissing a girl on the cheek is a big deal. Kissing her lips is an even bigger deal. Seeing her naked for the first time is a major, life-altering event.

20. Going after a target in the urinal makes the time whiz by.

21. Seeing a thunderstorm roll in is better than watching HDTV. And rain isn't something to curse, but to enjoy. Hurry up, before it clears.

Winners vs Losers

2009-01-18T22:56:00.001-06:00

Winners vs Losers

The Winner is always part of the answer;
The Loser is always part of the problem. The Winner is always has a program;
The Loser always has an excuse. The Winner says,"Let me do it for you;
The Loser says;" That is not my job." The Winner sees an answer for every problem;
The Loser sees a problem for every answer. The Winner says," It may be difficult but it is possible";
The Loser says,"It may be possible but it is too difficult." When a Winner makes a mistake, he says," I was wrong";
When a Loser makes a mistake, he says," It wasn't my fault." A Winner makes commitments;
A Loser makes promises. Winners have dreams;
Loser have schemes. Winners say," I must do something";
Losers say,"Something must be done." Winners are a part of the team;
Losers are apart from the team. Winners see the gain;
Losers see the pain. Winners see possibilities;
Losers see problems. Winners believe in win/win; Losers believe for them to win someone has to lose.
Winners see the potential;
Losers see the past. Winners are like a thermostat;
Losers are like thermometers. Winners choose what they say;
Losers say what they choose. Winners use hard arguments but soft words;
Losers use soft arguments but hard words. Winners stand firm on values but compromise on petty things;
Losers stand firm on petty things but compromise on values. Winners follow the philosophy of empathy: "Don't do to others what you
would, not want them to do to you";
Losers follow the philosophy, "Do it to others before they do it to you."

Winners make it happen;
Losers let it happen.

Dating Advice From College Football Coaches

2009-01-18T22:52:00.004-06:00

The Following is taken from The Forde Yard Dash a weekly article written by ESPN College Football analyst Pat Forde.

Dating X-And-O's
The latest proof that Texas Tech coach Mike Leach (2) is among the more fascinating football coaches on the planet comes from this YouTube clip. In it, Leach dispenses dating advice on his coach's show. Among his first-date stratagems: Avoid salad-intensive menus, thus "the girl will be forced to eat in front of you, which is something that women hate, but the earlier the better." Also: If the conversation is lagging, go to a coffee house so you can talk about "the bizarre-looking characters going in and out."

Mike Leach

What date could go wrong with advice like that? No wonder Leach's offenses score so often.

The fact Leach would field the question is tremendous. That he discussed it with a stone-cold straight face is supernatural, but in character. Leach could open the door to fetch the morning paper, be greeted by a Tyrannosaurus Rex on the front lawn and fail to change facial expression or voice inflection.

But it also got The Dash wondering what dating tips other coaches might offer young men on their campuses.

Bobby Petrino (3): "Flatter her all night -- but keep your eyes open. If you see a hotter girl, pretend to go to the bathroom and then slip off to get her phone number."

Rich Rodriguez (4): "Go with the no-huddle offense, and hope she doesn't respond with the no-cuddle defense."

Pete Carroll (5): "Treat her like someone special. Pour on the charm. Then once you get a commitment for a second date, make it clear that you have seven other bombshells lined up if she doesn't put out."

Bob Stoops (6): "It's all calendar-related. I've always had great success on first dates in September, October, November and December, but they bomb in early January for some reason."

Mike Gundy (7): "If she says something you don't like, stand up in the middle of the restaurant and scream your age at her."

Charlie Weis (8): "If things start going badly, remind her how lousy her ex-boyfriend was."

Jim Tressel (9): "Keep it conservative. Maybe an ice cream cone followed by a little sweater shopping. If she has a Southern accent, give up immediately."

Bobby Bowden (10): "Make that date last forever. Even if it's no fun by the end of the night and you can tell she'd like you to leave, just keep hanging on."

Joe Paterno (11): "Take her to see one of those new-fangled motion picture shows. I hear they have some in color these days."

Nick Saban (12): "Tell her you're too busy breaking down Tennessee's third-and-long offensive tendencies to go on some stupid date. Where is your commitment, son? Who gave you permission to have a life? Drop and give me 20."

And if your date turns out to be Dashette Anya Monzikova (13), bring your A-game and hope it's good enough.

Anya Monzikova

You'll probably have better luck with Anya Monzikova's briefcase on "Deal or No Deal" than on a date with her.

Hope

2009-01-18T22:51:00.000-06:00

Life of Reilly
By Rick Reilly
ESPN The Magazine

"They played the oddest game in high school football history last month down in Grapevine, Texas.

It was Grapevine Faith vs. Gainesville State School and everything about it was upside down. For instance, when Gainesville came out to take the field, the Faith fans made a 40-yard spirit line for them to run through.

Did you hear that? The other team's fans?

They even made a banner for players to crash through at the end. It said, "Go Tornadoes!" Which is also weird, because Faith is the Lions.

It was rivers running uphill and cats petting dogs. More than 200 Faith fans sat on the Gainesville side and kept cheering the Gainesville players on—by name.

"I never in my life thought I'd hear people cheering for us to hit their kids," recalls Gainesville's QB and middle linebacker, Isaiah. "I wouldn't expect another parent to tell somebody to hit their kids. But they wanted us to!"

And even though Faith walloped them 33-14, the Gainesville kids were so happy that after the game they gave head coach Mark Williams a sideline squirt-bottle shower like he'd just won state. Gotta be the first Gatorade bath in history for an 0-9 coach.

But then you saw the 12 uniformed officers escorting the 14 Gainesville players off the field and two and two started to make four. They lined the players up in groups of five—handcuffs ready in their back pockets—and marched them to the team bus. That's because Gainesville is a maximum-security correctional facility 75 miles north of Dallas. Every game it plays is on the road.

This all started when Faith's head coach, Kris Hogan, wanted to do something kind for the Gainesville team. Faith had never played Gainesville, but he already knew the score. After all, Faith was 7-2 going into the game, Gainesville 0-8 with 2 TDs all year. Faith has 70 kids, 11 coaches, the latest equipment and involved parents. Gainesville has a lot of kids with convictions for drugs, assault and robbery—many of whose families had disowned them—wearing seven-year-old shoulder pads and ancient helmets.

So Hogan had this idea. What if half of our fans—for one night only—cheered for the other team? He sent out an email asking the Faithful to do just that. "Here's the message I want you to send:" Hogan wrote. "You are just as valuable as any other person on planet Earth."

Some people were naturally confused. One Faith player walked into Hogan's office and asked, "Coach, why are we doing this?"

And Hogan said, "Imagine if you didn't have a home life. Imagine if everybody had pretty much given up on you. Now imagine what it would mean for hundreds of people to suddenly believe in you."

Next thing you know, the Gainesville Tornadoes were turning around on their bench to see something they never had before. Hundreds of fans. And actual cheerleaders!

"I thought maybe they were confused," said Alex, a Gainesville lineman (only first names are released by the prison). "They started yelling 'DEE-fense!' when their team had the ball. I said, 'What? Why they cheerin' for us?'"

It was a strange experience for boys who most people cross the street to avoid. "We can tell people are a little afraid of us when we come to the games," says Gerald, a lineman who will wind up doing more than three years. "You can see it in their eyes. They're lookin' at us like we're criminals. But these people, they were yellin' for us! By our names!"

Maybe it figures that Gainesville played better than it had all season, scoring the game's last two touchdowns. Of course, this might be because Hogan put his third-string nose guard at safety and his third-string cornerback at defensive end. Still.

After the game, both teams gathered in the middle of the field to pray and that's when Isaiah surprised everybody by asking to lead. "We had no idea what the kid was going to say," remembers Coach Hogan. But Isaiah said this: "Lord, I don't know how this happened, so I don't know how to say thank You, but I never would've known there was so many people in the world that cared about us."

And it was a good thing everybody's heads were bowed because they might've seen Hogan wiping away tears.

As the Tornadoes walked back to their bus under guard, they each were handed a bag for the ride home—a burger, some fries, a soda, some candy, a Bible and an encouraging letter from a Faith player.

The Gainesville coach saw Hogan, grabbed him hard by the shoulders and said, "You'll never know what your people did for these kids tonight. You'll never, ever know."

And as the bus pulled away, all the Gainesville players crammed to one side and pressed their hands to the window, staring at these people they'd never met before, watching their waves and smiles disappearing into the night.

Anyway, with the economy six feet under and Christmas running on about three and a half reindeer, it's nice to know that one of the best presents you can give is still absolutely free.

Hope."

Catching Up

2008-12-26T20:32:00.000-06:00

Well it has been awhile since I have written so I feel it is time to catch up on what has gone on in my life the last three and a half weeks. For starters I was busy finishing school. Final exams and more projects than you could imagine but I graduated on Dec 13th so I can attest to the fact that all the hard work is worth it. It was and still is such a relief. My parents were able to come visit from Florida where they moved to this past summer. So it was really nice to see them. Now that I have graduated I am working on my teaching certificate in special education and then I will be looking for a teaching and coaching job. I also plan to start work on my masters degree in sports management this fall at Incarnate Word. The last 3 1/2 have also been busy for me with refing. I have refed 45 games in that time period and am staying busy with that. So needless to say I have been a little busy but hopefully things will calm down and I will do better on bloging.

Email Forwards

2008-12-03T23:18:00.003-06:00

Well This is a little different than what I normally post, actually it is a lot different. This is an email forward that I recently received and wanted to share. That in itself is crazy because I hate email forwards. I delete them as fast as they come but for some reason I took the time to read this one and it touched me and I wanted to share it. Hope everyone enjoys.

In September 1960, I woke up one morning with six hungry babies and just 75 cents in my pocket. Their father was gone. The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two. Their Dad had never been much more than a presence they feared. Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel driveway they would scramble to hide under their beds. He did manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries. Now that he had decided to leave, there would be no more beatings, but no food either. If there was a welfare system in effect in southern Indiana at that time, I certainly knew nothing about it. I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then put on my best homemade dress, loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy and drove off to find a job. The seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant in our small town. No luck. The kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried to convince who ever would listen that I was willing to learn or do anything. I had to have a job. Still no luck. The last place we went to, just a few miles out of town, was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in t hat had been converted to a truck stop. It was called the Big Wheel. An old lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of the window from time to time at all those kids. She needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until seven in the morning. She paid 65 cents an hour, and I could start that night. I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat for people. I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night. She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already be asleep. This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal. That night when the little ones and I knelt to say our prayers, we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job. And so I started at the Big Wheel. When I got home in the mornings I woke the baby-sitter up and sent her home with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I averaged every night. As the weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager wage. The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them with air on the way to work and again every 20 morning before I could go home. One bleak fall morning, I dragged myself to the car to go home and found four tires in the back seat. New tires! There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful brand new tires. Had angels taken up residence in Indiana? I wondered. I made a deal with the local service station. In exchange for his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office. I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did for him to do the tires. I was now working six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough. Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money for toys for the kids. I found a can of red paint and started repairing and painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the basement so there would be something for Santa to deliver on Christmas morning. Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches on the boys pants and soon they would be too far gone to repair.
On Christmas Eve the usual customers were drinking coffee in the Big Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank, and Jim, and a state trooper named Joe. A few musicians were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were dropping nickels in the pinball machine. The regulars all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of the morning and then left to get home before the sun came up. When it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on Christmas morning, to my amazement, my old battered Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all shapes and sizes.
I quickly opened the driver's side door, crawled inside and knelt in the front facing the back seat. Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the top box. Inside was whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10! I looked inside another box: It was full of shirts to go with the jeans. Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking, and canned vegetables and potatoes. There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie filling and flour. There was whole bag of laundry supplies and cleaning items. And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little doll. As I drove back through empty streets as the sun slowly rose on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was sobbing with gratitude. And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my little ones that precious morning. Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop....

THE POWER OF PRAYER. I believe that God only gives three answers to prayer:
1. 'Yes!'
2. 'Not yet.'
3. 'I have something better in mind.'
God still sits on the throne, the devil is a liar.
You maybe going through a tough time right now but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that you cannot imagine.

The BCS mess is the Big 12's fault

2008-12-02T13:12:00.006-06:00

So as many of you know the BCS has created a mess of college football but this year the blame is not just theirs. The Big 12 conference must shoulder part of the blame. You may be wondering why I say this so please let me explain. First and foremost we must realize that the Big 12 conference needed to go to the 5th tie breaker to decide which team would represent the South division in the Big 12 championship game. The previous 4 are as follows:
1. The records of the three teams will be compared against each other
2. The records of the three teams will be compared within their division
3. The records of the three teams will be compared against the next highest placed teams in their division in order of finish (4, 5 and 6)
4. The records of the three teams will be compared against all common conference opponents;

The problem with such a tie breaker is that the Big 12 south division not only had a 3 way tie but also dominated the Big 12 overall. The BCS rankings currently have Oklahoma at #2, Texas at #3, and Texas Tech at #7. Yet if this was the SEC the solution would be simple. Texas would be playing for the big 12 championship. Why? Because In the SEC, the team with the highest BCS ranking advances, unless the two teams are within five places of each other and then it is determined by the head-to-head between the 2 teams. Thus Texas would win based on their 45-35 win over Oklahoma. Big 12 commissioner Dan Beebe in a press conference today said that the Big 12 will reassess the tie breaking procedures after the season yet when he was asked of the SEC rule he stated "Let's say that the eighth-ranked team in the BCS is in the same division as the third-ranked,If the eighth-ranked team beat the third-ranked team on a last-second play at home, sending the eighth-ranked team, that would defeat the purpose of trying to send the team with the best chance of winning a national championship."

The problem with this scenario that it fails to account for the fact the big 12 north division has provided with Missouri who by all accounts has had a good season at 9-3 but 5-3 in Big 12 play however are no where near the level of Oklahoma, Texas, and Texas Tech. In my opinion the Big 12 has so many compelling options that they could have put in the championship game. Why not put the 2 best teams in the conference in the Big 12 championship game regardless of which division they are from. Who wouldn't love to see a Red River Rematch with Texas and Oklahoma meeting on a neutral field again? As for me I would love to see such a game, not only would it determine the true Big 12 champion but it would catapult the winner into the BCS championship game.

The Things I Am Thankful For

2008-11-27T20:49:00.000-06:00

At this time of year I think pretty much everyone is saying the things that they are thankful for in their lives and I have decided to do the same. For me it is basically the 4 F's that I am thankful for. Family, Friends, my Faith, and Football.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

The Beauty of the T

2008-11-20T23:46:00.007-06:00

So I previously said that I wanted to focus on my life as a referee when I re-started my blogging and this will be my first post on the subject. It is now nearly 12:30 am and I have just gotten home from a rodeo trip (this is what we call our out of town trips to little po dunk towns to ref). We left at 3:45 and made the trip out to Floresville where my partner and I officiated 4 middle school basketball games. Yes I said that right, we did 4 games. And if you have never seen, let alone refereed a middle school basketball game then you have no idea how bad it is. Don't get me wrong I love it and there are some decent ball players but overall it is terrible. The first of our 4 games tipped off at 5pm and we finally finished up at about 9:30pm. So if you can imagine the soreness of my legs from running up and down a basketball court for 4 1/2 hours. Sometimes I wonder how marathon runners do it and then I have nights like tonight where I think it would be a piece of cake.
I'm sure you are wondering how I just made it home if my games ended nearly 3 hours ago. Well when you factor in time to shower and change, driving, and stopping to get something to eat. You see how it is possible. Yet I will be up in the morning ready to go again as I have 2 games starting at 11am which means I will have to leave the house by 9:45am. And I'm sure you are now wondering why I am writing and not in bed already. Well it is actually pretty simple, gotta wash my uniform. I have 2 full uniforms and referee 12 games in 5 days this week which means I get to stay up and wash, dry, and hang them up so I will be ready to go in the morning.
If all of this has made you wonder why I put myself through this, the answer is simply 2 things: I love it and for the money. I love running up and down the court trying to be the best official I can be and the money is better than any part time job I could have while I got to school. Generally we average about $35 a game with games usually lasting 1 to 1 1/2 hours per game.
This brings me to the point of my post today. Every year of my officiating career thus far I have always joked with my family and friends that I give out a lot of Technical Fouls (T's) and over the last few years I have averaged 1 T per 3-4 games officiated. I generally work about 120 games a season so that means that I give out approximately 30-40 T's per season. And if anyone is wondering no I never think twice about doing and and I do enjoy giving them. Back to my point, thus far this season I have given 6 T's in 10 games. 3 of which I gave out tonight. If I continue that trend (I doubt that it will happen) based on 120 games this season I will give out 72 T's. I find this particularly humorous because one of the things that I wanted to work on this season was to be more open to talking with coaches in order to cut down on T's and yet I have actually increased and nearly doubled my previous amount. Not that I mind, like I said I do get some enjoyment out of putting coaches or players in their place when they decide to act out but I really don't see this trend continuing. To me it is just a tool that can be used to keep control and order and I freely use the tools given me so like the title of the post says The Beauty of the T.

Texas is the best state for football

2008-11-17T12:30:00.001-06:00

So today during lunch I was reading the newspaper (really just the sports section, I never even look at any of the other sections) and I was intrigued by the top 25 BCS rankings and which states had the most teams.

Here is what I found: Texas had the most teams with 3 (Texas Tech at #2, UT at #3, and TCU at #16) then five states each had 2 teams Florida (Florida at #4 and Miami at #23), Ohio (Ohio State at #10 and Cincinnati at #19), Oklahoma (Oklahoma at #5 and Oklahoma State at #11), Oregon (Oregon State at #21 and Oregon at #24), Pennsylvania (Penn State at #8 and Pitt at #20), and Utah (Utah at #7 and BYU at #14)

I found these results pretty interesting. With 3 things that stand out to me.

First: 4 of the top 5 "football" states (Texas, Florida, Ohio, and Pennsylvania) are represented with at least 2 teams. While the 5th football state, California, only has one team, USC at #6, in the top 25 of the BCS rankings. This makes me wonder, What has happened to all the California schools? UCLA, Cal, and Stanford are nowhere to be found.

Second:
How did Oregon and Utah make the list of states with multiple teams? Seriously when did these states become football hot beds? In the case of the Oregon schools we see that the Pac-10 isn't as weak as we once thought. And although these teams are not anywhere close to the National Championship Hunt each has played respectable football all season (Just don't mention the atrocious uniforms Oregon decided to sport recently, someone please tell Nike that not all Uniforms fly, pun intended) with Oregon State in the drivers seat for the Pac-10 championship and a trip to the Rose Bowl.
Utah and BYU have both played well throughout the season and sport a combined record of 21-1 with the only loss by BYU coming against TCU which sports the top ranked defense in the nation and a future matchup between the 2 to decide the Mountain West conference championship and possible an at-large bid to a BCS Bowl. Which leads me to my last point.

Third:
Is the Mountain West conference the 3rd best conference in the nation behind the Big 12 and the SEC? Sure the bottom half of the conference lacks the strength of the upper half but with 3 teams in the top 25 of the BCS (BYU, TCU, and Utah), the top ranked defense in the nation (TCU), and a combined record of 38-6 for the top 4 MWC teams I think they have a compelling argument that at least for one year the MWC is the 3rd best conference in the nation.

So it begins...again

2008-11-13T00:16:00.000-06:00

After nearly an 8 month layoff I have decided to come out of Blogger retirement (Thanks Brett Farve for showing me that I can still be effective after retiring prematurely). Today while one of my 3 visits to Taco Cabana (Yes I know that it is a little ridiculous to go to TC 3 times in one day) I decided that I wanted to start writing again. This time I want to make it more than just random thoughts or what is going on in my life. I want to use this blog as an insight into my life as a sports official and how it affects pretty much every aspect of my life. Don't get me wrong I will definitely be adding the occasional random thought or the anecdote from the recent happenings of my life but I primarily want to focus on the refereeing (is that even a word) side of things.

Your Thoughts on Race

2008-03-28T00:31:00.002-05:00

So this post is kinda different then some of the ones that I have had before. I would like to hear what ya'll think. I was in my Sociology of Sport class yesterday and we were talking about race. This is a topic that I find particularly interesting. As most of you know I have a Mother who is White and a Father who is Hispanic. This has always been interesting to me. I consider myself Hispanic, yet I grew up in a very White American home as far as culture is concerned. I don't look very Hispanic as far as most Hispanics are concerned and I never really identified with Whites either. I have always been very middle of the road and never truly identified with any particular race. So in our class the question was asked, "Did God create the different races." I'm sure that some of you would never have imagined this question arising in a class but as a Mormon going to a Catholic school it brought a very welcomed discussion. According to the professor he only created Adam and didn't create any race in particular. I disagreed because I said that God did create the races when he put the curse on Cain and also the Laminites. So I would love to hear what others think about this.

Random Thought

2008-03-05T23:32:00.002-06:00

Another Random Thought for yall. If Asians use chopsticks to eat, how do they eat ice cream?

Random Thought

2008-03-04T08:18:00.002-06:00

Just a Random Thought: There are laws against jay walking but cross walks are at intersections where most accidents occur. So that would make jay walking safer than obeying the law.

So it begins...

2008-03-03T21:11:00.000-06:00

So I have always wanted to start a blog to share with the world what I think. So here we go this is the first post in this endeavor. I will try to post a little something everyday and I would love to hear what others have to say so feel free to comment.