Dear Basketball, that won Kobe Bryant an Oscar, is a touching and poignant personal meditation of gratitude to a sport that meant so much to him. Any athlete who has embarked on the journey from childhood athlete to adult professional athlete couldn't help but be touched by Kobe's reflections. I cheered when he won. Together with the art, it was splendid.
Later, however, I worried that Kobe's writing is referred to as a poem. I've been teaching poetry, writing poetry and reading poetry for a long time. Dear Basketball seemed to me to fall short of my understanding of poetry. It lacked simile or metaphor or imagery. In the end, as touching as it was, it didn't provide an insight into something of the world, never understood before, which is, for me, one of the most important results of a good poem.
I fussed in my head over this. You have to understand I've been a poet now far longer than I ever was a basketball player, and longer than I was an English teacher. I take poetry as seriously as Steph Curry takes his jump-shot. When I read Hallmark cards, I gag. Most of the poetry I find on poetry websites, and hear at slams or open mics is simply a bunch of feelings, written vertically that have been expressed before to the point of cliche - sentimental, overly emotional, and boring.
However, Dear Basketball, is not emotionally boring or sentimental. It is heartfelt. It is warmly understated. It made me feel good. Which still leaves me wondering if it is a poem. I'll have to fuss over this some more. In the meantime, instead of a poem to end my blog as I usually do, here are a number of definitions of poetry by some of the great poets of our time. You make up your own mind
about Dear Basketball.
"One demands two things of a poem. Firstly, it must be a well-made verbal object that does honor to the language in which it is written. Secondly, it must say something significant about a reality common to all, but perceived from a unique perspective. What the poet says has never been said before, but, once he [she] said it, his readers recognize its validity for themselves."
W.H. Auden
"If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry."
Emily Dickinson
"Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful."
Rita Dove
Wednesday, March 7, 2018
Sunday, March 4, 2018
I Had to Smile and Other Olympic Stories
From the first time I saw Tara Lipinski and Johnny Weir, NBC's figure skating analysts and their outrageously glittery and coordinated clothing, I made certain never to miss their opening performances. The heck with the skaters. Considering our American skater's poor showings, Tara and Johnny turned out to be our Gold Medal winners. It occurred to me how Johnny's outfits must have seemed to all the homophobic Donald Trump supporters, which made me smile even more. Costumes aside, the pair's analysis was professional and entertaining. Let's hear it for creativity and diversity.
Ester Ledecka deserves more love from the press than she's getting, in our paper, one tiny rectangle at the bottom of page 3C. To remind folks, Ledecka won two separate Golds in two separate events, the women's Super G and the snowboarding parallel giant slalom. That's sort of like winning the batting championship in cricket and baseball. Or like winning Olympic Gold in the hop-skip- and jump and the long-jump.
Women's Hockey winning the Gold over Canada was, as I've mentioned before, a WOW down to the wire victory, and American Curlers defeating the Swedes for a Gold was awesome. After this, can the Olympics' big shots keep bowling out of the Summer games?
I'm still grooving over the enchanting and physically demanding performances of the Russian women skaters as they won Gold and Silver for their unmentioned country. Bet the Russian are celebrating anyway.
I've left out a bunch of winning performers, but congrats to all. I enjoyed the Olympics a great deal, even while suffering through endless and stupid commercials.
On another subject: it looks like college basketball is going to go through another scandal; bribery this time. Back in my day, it was point shaving. Lonzo Ball was quoted as saying just pay the guys, they are all getting paid anyway, assuming that will stop the under-the-table money agents are handing out to college players. It might help, but probably not because colleges can't compete, even if there was the slightest chance the NCAA would let them, with some of the big bucks being offered.
Sean Miller of U of Arizona, what were you thinking? Were any of these guys you were fronting for bucks worth your career? Tip of the iceberg, someone told me.
March Madnes coming up. My wife is planning a vacation.
Skier by Robert Francis
He swings down like the flourish of a pen
Signing a signature in white on white.
The silence of hsi skis reciprocates
The silence of the world around him.
Wind is his one competitor
In the coool sinding and unsinding down.
On incandescent feet he falls
Unfalling, trailing white foam, white fire.
Ester Ledecka deserves more love from the press than she's getting, in our paper, one tiny rectangle at the bottom of page 3C. To remind folks, Ledecka won two separate Golds in two separate events, the women's Super G and the snowboarding parallel giant slalom. That's sort of like winning the batting championship in cricket and baseball. Or like winning Olympic Gold in the hop-skip- and jump and the long-jump.
Women's Hockey winning the Gold over Canada was, as I've mentioned before, a WOW down to the wire victory, and American Curlers defeating the Swedes for a Gold was awesome. After this, can the Olympics' big shots keep bowling out of the Summer games?
I'm still grooving over the enchanting and physically demanding performances of the Russian women skaters as they won Gold and Silver for their unmentioned country. Bet the Russian are celebrating anyway.
I've left out a bunch of winning performers, but congrats to all. I enjoyed the Olympics a great deal, even while suffering through endless and stupid commercials.
On another subject: it looks like college basketball is going to go through another scandal; bribery this time. Back in my day, it was point shaving. Lonzo Ball was quoted as saying just pay the guys, they are all getting paid anyway, assuming that will stop the under-the-table money agents are handing out to college players. It might help, but probably not because colleges can't compete, even if there was the slightest chance the NCAA would let them, with some of the big bucks being offered.
Sean Miller of U of Arizona, what were you thinking? Were any of these guys you were fronting for bucks worth your career? Tip of the iceberg, someone told me.
March Madnes coming up. My wife is planning a vacation.
Skier by Robert Francis
He swings down like the flourish of a pen
Signing a signature in white on white.
The silence of hsi skis reciprocates
The silence of the world around him.
Wind is his one competitor
In the coool sinding and unsinding down.
On incandescent feet he falls
Unfalling, trailing white foam, white fire.
I"m Going to Miss March Madness or Maybe Not
Basketball scandals have been around for a long time. The year I graduated from college in 1961, the colleges were gripped in a point shaving scandal. I remember after my senior season at Saint Mary's College talking to fellow college All Stars about the implications while we were on a tour playing against the Harlem Globetrotters. The consensus was that NBA was going to ban a bunch of players, many of which were considered first round NBA draft choices, like Doug Moe of the University of North Carolina. A month later what we thought would happen happened, players were banned from the NBA. Prior scandals were about point shaving. Although the roots - money and greed - are the same, the present 2017/18 scandal is different. It is systemic and includes coaches, administrators, sports agents, athletic equipment and clothing manufacturers as well as players and their families. From the players point of view, they are being squeezed in the middle. Despite the fact they took the cash, I agree in this case they are mostly the victims. They know the universities they're representing are making big bucks, while they are, "denied even a modest stipend comparable to that of any other student who works 20-25 hours per week in the campus library or registrar's office." according to sport writer and columnist, Ailene Voisin of the Sacramento Bee (AVoisin@sacbee.com). Read her article that lays out the problem and presents the solution: An accelerated G League that develops NBA-ready-high school basketball players similar to MBL's farm system. I agree with her.
Right now all we have is hypocrisy. No basketball aficionado, if he or she is being honest, can say with a straight face that the NCAA basketball program is not a minor league for the NBA. A development system works in Europe. It works in baseball. It can work for U.S.A basketball.
Oh, but what about the loss of March Madness? What about the fun of studying the teams, discussing and arguing about the rankings, what teams on the bubble, one's Sweet Sixteen picks, the Elite Eight, the Final Four? What about your college making it for the first time in 20 years and you and your buddies are stoked and buy airline tickets and game tickets and reserve hotel rooms and imagine the camaraderie of the hotel tavern, the occasional breaking into the school song: Oh Bells of Saint Mary's/I hear your are calling. . ./ the young loves, the true loves /that come from the hills?
But does March Madness have to disappear? I suggest it doesn't have to. There are still going to be lots of high school basketball players left to make up solid college teams. Many of these player, such as myself years ago when I left high school, would not be ready to go immediately into the NBA or even into a G League. Granted, I would have thrived as an athlete in the European model, but my four years playing college ball prepared me for the NBA while earning me a college degree. I suggest that there will still be lots and lots of players who will choose the college option.The entertainment value would not be the same without some of the great college stars, but the competition would not diminish. And the joy of witnessing one's college team succeed would not disappear. In addition, I suggest that the incentive to play for one college vs another college would finally become an honest one: a free room and board education. (Of course, thanks to Ailine Voisin, with a normal student work stipend.)
Of course, the big time One and Done universities, such as Kentucky, would have to rethink their programs. But coaches are still coaches. Their salaries would have to drop, maybe (oh horrors) be in sync with the rest of the academic faculty. Recruiting would probably become more localized. The number of scholarships available would be less. There would be a precipitous drop in the number of assistant coaches. Lots of adjustment. Still. . . doable and. . .
I'm not even sure the money from TV or sporting good manufacturers would dry up entirely. The "Rah, rah, sis, boom bah of alums and students and families of athletes and friends of families of athletes would not not disappear. Interest would be sightly muted, but still high. And what about TV having to fill their time slots? Thinking as an advertiser, I believe I could sell amateurism again: the cheer leaders, the stands filled with the school colors, the school bands, the school songs, the cute mascots.Not a problem.
March Madness will rise again, not quite so Mad, but alive and well. I can't wait to make my picks.
The Olympic are over, but I want to honor our men's curling team that won Gold with a poem.
Curling by Tom Meschery
Let's hear it for curling, a sport in which
two brooms, like blockers in the NFL
(I'm thinking Packers, Greenbay in the snow)
lead the running back, a guy named Stone
(not exceptionally fast, but relentless)
down the icy field; masked fans in parkas,
sipping from flasks. They're watching curling
on local ice, while I'm enjoying building
this extended metaphor, thinking that Milton,
had he a sense of humor, which there's no
evidence he possessed, might have appreciated.
My wife also enjoys curling. "What's not to like
about a sport played with brooms?" she asks.
"The ice needs cleaning, and the players
are only doing what any good wife would do,"
which comes before vacuuming, a rule
in her sport that must never be broken.
Right now all we have is hypocrisy. No basketball aficionado, if he or she is being honest, can say with a straight face that the NCAA basketball program is not a minor league for the NBA. A development system works in Europe. It works in baseball. It can work for U.S.A basketball.
Oh, but what about the loss of March Madness? What about the fun of studying the teams, discussing and arguing about the rankings, what teams on the bubble, one's Sweet Sixteen picks, the Elite Eight, the Final Four? What about your college making it for the first time in 20 years and you and your buddies are stoked and buy airline tickets and game tickets and reserve hotel rooms and imagine the camaraderie of the hotel tavern, the occasional breaking into the school song: Oh Bells of Saint Mary's/I hear your are calling. . ./ the young loves, the true loves /that come from the hills?
But does March Madness have to disappear? I suggest it doesn't have to. There are still going to be lots of high school basketball players left to make up solid college teams. Many of these player, such as myself years ago when I left high school, would not be ready to go immediately into the NBA or even into a G League. Granted, I would have thrived as an athlete in the European model, but my four years playing college ball prepared me for the NBA while earning me a college degree. I suggest that there will still be lots and lots of players who will choose the college option.The entertainment value would not be the same without some of the great college stars, but the competition would not diminish. And the joy of witnessing one's college team succeed would not disappear. In addition, I suggest that the incentive to play for one college vs another college would finally become an honest one: a free room and board education. (Of course, thanks to Ailine Voisin, with a normal student work stipend.)
Of course, the big time One and Done universities, such as Kentucky, would have to rethink their programs. But coaches are still coaches. Their salaries would have to drop, maybe (oh horrors) be in sync with the rest of the academic faculty. Recruiting would probably become more localized. The number of scholarships available would be less. There would be a precipitous drop in the number of assistant coaches. Lots of adjustment. Still. . . doable and. . .
I'm not even sure the money from TV or sporting good manufacturers would dry up entirely. The "Rah, rah, sis, boom bah of alums and students and families of athletes and friends of families of athletes would not not disappear. Interest would be sightly muted, but still high. And what about TV having to fill their time slots? Thinking as an advertiser, I believe I could sell amateurism again: the cheer leaders, the stands filled with the school colors, the school bands, the school songs, the cute mascots.Not a problem.
March Madness will rise again, not quite so Mad, but alive and well. I can't wait to make my picks.
The Olympic are over, but I want to honor our men's curling team that won Gold with a poem.
Curling by Tom Meschery
Let's hear it for curling, a sport in which
two brooms, like blockers in the NFL
(I'm thinking Packers, Greenbay in the snow)
lead the running back, a guy named Stone
(not exceptionally fast, but relentless)
down the icy field; masked fans in parkas,
sipping from flasks. They're watching curling
on local ice, while I'm enjoying building
this extended metaphor, thinking that Milton,
had he a sense of humor, which there's no
evidence he possessed, might have appreciated.
My wife also enjoys curling. "What's not to like
about a sport played with brooms?" she asks.
"The ice needs cleaning, and the players
are only doing what any good wife would do,"
which comes before vacuuming, a rule
in her sport that must never be broken.
Saturday, March 3, 2018
Nothing But Net and etc
If you're looking for good reading about basketball, try Nothing But Net, by Alexander Wolff. Check out the Wall Street Journal review first to get a preview.
Shades of Johnny Football: Baker Mayfield, Oklahoma QB bragging he's the numero uno NFL draft pick. The Cleveland Browns have first pick. Is there a syllogism to be made of this?
March Madness is fast approaching. Is there any clear choices for the Final Four? Top picks have been upset, and played lots of close games against unranked opponents. Michigan State might be peaking at the right time. But this is an up for grabs years. Bookies are going to make a lot of bucks.
JR Smith throws a bowl of soup at assistant Cavs coach. Can't wait to hear the story. How hot was the soap? Could be a law suit here.
Warriors are beginning to show last years championship defensive form. Finally. I was beginning to think their defense hadn't returned from its off season vacation, you know, like hanging out on the beach at Cabo or playing baccarat at Monte Carlo. I say this, then watch aghast as they let the Hawks have their way with them in the last night's fourth quarter.
I love my adopted city team, the young Sacramento Kings. But here's the problem, fellows: Before you can play strong team D, you need to have your individual defensive fundamentals in place. Footwork, Attack, Anticipate, Toughness. Some areas to consider working on in the off season.
Joel Embid is the real deal as in the great centers of the past: Russell, Wilt, Jabbar, Malone, Walton, Hakeem the Dream. Notice I don't mention Shaq, a center who, were the refs ever to have called smashing the defender backwards with his gigantic butt, could not have scored half his points.
I'm worried in the West about the Houston Rockets this season. The addition of Chris Paul has made a difference. However, I still feel they are not solid on defense, and the Big Games are always, and I mean always, won by the best defensive team.
If Love come back and can play the way he was before his injuries, the Cavs will win the East and be a dangerous foe in the Finals. Without Love, they don't have that je n'est ce quoi, that little extra something that seals the deal.
Good luck to Olympian Aly Raisman as she sues the US Olympic Committee and USA Gymnastics. Take all their friggin money. The perp-doctor goes to jail and rightfully so to rot and suffer at the hands of some cons who'll make sure of it. But some administrators need to be locked up as well.
Instead of a poem, here's a quote from the great Pat Conway book about his varsity basketball experience at Citadel called My Losing Season. Fabulous read.
"What strange joy is felt as you leave the flatness of your daily life,
the fatigue of routine, and the killing sameness of jobs to move
among thousands toward a brightly lit fieldhouse at night."
Shades of Johnny Football: Baker Mayfield, Oklahoma QB bragging he's the numero uno NFL draft pick. The Cleveland Browns have first pick. Is there a syllogism to be made of this?
March Madness is fast approaching. Is there any clear choices for the Final Four? Top picks have been upset, and played lots of close games against unranked opponents. Michigan State might be peaking at the right time. But this is an up for grabs years. Bookies are going to make a lot of bucks.
JR Smith throws a bowl of soup at assistant Cavs coach. Can't wait to hear the story. How hot was the soap? Could be a law suit here.
Warriors are beginning to show last years championship defensive form. Finally. I was beginning to think their defense hadn't returned from its off season vacation, you know, like hanging out on the beach at Cabo or playing baccarat at Monte Carlo. I say this, then watch aghast as they let the Hawks have their way with them in the last night's fourth quarter.
I love my adopted city team, the young Sacramento Kings. But here's the problem, fellows: Before you can play strong team D, you need to have your individual defensive fundamentals in place. Footwork, Attack, Anticipate, Toughness. Some areas to consider working on in the off season.
Joel Embid is the real deal as in the great centers of the past: Russell, Wilt, Jabbar, Malone, Walton, Hakeem the Dream. Notice I don't mention Shaq, a center who, were the refs ever to have called smashing the defender backwards with his gigantic butt, could not have scored half his points.
I'm worried in the West about the Houston Rockets this season. The addition of Chris Paul has made a difference. However, I still feel they are not solid on defense, and the Big Games are always, and I mean always, won by the best defensive team.
If Love come back and can play the way he was before his injuries, the Cavs will win the East and be a dangerous foe in the Finals. Without Love, they don't have that je n'est ce quoi, that little extra something that seals the deal.
Good luck to Olympian Aly Raisman as she sues the US Olympic Committee and USA Gymnastics. Take all their friggin money. The perp-doctor goes to jail and rightfully so to rot and suffer at the hands of some cons who'll make sure of it. But some administrators need to be locked up as well.
Instead of a poem, here's a quote from the great Pat Conway book about his varsity basketball experience at Citadel called My Losing Season. Fabulous read.
"What strange joy is felt as you leave the flatness of your daily life,
the fatigue of routine, and the killing sameness of jobs to move
among thousands toward a brightly lit fieldhouse at night."
Thursday, February 22, 2018
Boarders and Aerial Skiers, What a Show!
If you missed Shaun White's last Olympic Show for a Gold, get the video. Ditto if you missed David Wise in his stunning aerial half pipe performance for a Gold to match his Gold from Sochi. And double ditto if you missed the Gold winning sky high performance of Cloe Kim. Forget the baggy pants and the nose rings, these young men and women are downtown athletes. Sports Illustrated got it right putting Cloe on their recent cover.
Great big kudos to Lindsey Vonn, the best female skier of all time. Her Bronze this year might be as important as any of of her other awards and achievements as an example of courage to future athletes who will suffer significant injuries and strive to comeback from them. All that glitters is not Gold.
I don't see how any female skaters have a chance against the two front-running Russians: Loved the magic of the three males individual skaters on the podium. I would have given a Gold to all three.
U.S.A. women's hockey wins the Gold over our neighbors to the north. Hell of a game. Congratulation. Now if only I could have seen the puck.
I could go on and on about this years' Winter Olympics, but certainly a Gold medal was earned by the country of South Korea for staging one of the best Winter shows ever.
To another subject:
I'm not buying Mark Cuban's statement that he is embarrassed by allegations of sexual misconduct by execs in his Dallas Mavericks organization. Really? How long have you owned the team, Mark? Have you no eyes to see, no ears to hear? No mouth to speak? Very weak, Mark, very weak.
It seems like every morning I wake up and read about another sexual harassment accusation in the newspaper. Do these sexual predators (99% males) have any idea what turds they are? We're not talking about some kind of low brow trailer trash people, but men in positions of power, politicians, fire chiefs, company presidents, college coaches, doctors. lawyers, etc. It is 2018 and this crap is still going on. I am embarrassed for my gender. I hope the women sue the crap out of these guys and put them all in the poor house.
Why I Never Played Hockey by Tom Meschery
It's too fast. I can't follow the puck.
I'm cold even in this padded uniform.
I feel like I'm in the North Korean army
and we're invading the South,
then the South is invading us,
then we're back at it. We will go on
like this forever, invading each other
on a field of ice. I feel as if I have a cage
over my head. I am ten and the ice
on the pond is cracking under my skates.
I'm twenty in the NHL and I have no teeth.
Great big kudos to Lindsey Vonn, the best female skier of all time. Her Bronze this year might be as important as any of of her other awards and achievements as an example of courage to future athletes who will suffer significant injuries and strive to comeback from them. All that glitters is not Gold.
I don't see how any female skaters have a chance against the two front-running Russians: Loved the magic of the three males individual skaters on the podium. I would have given a Gold to all three.
U.S.A. women's hockey wins the Gold over our neighbors to the north. Hell of a game. Congratulation. Now if only I could have seen the puck.
I could go on and on about this years' Winter Olympics, but certainly a Gold medal was earned by the country of South Korea for staging one of the best Winter shows ever.
To another subject:
I'm not buying Mark Cuban's statement that he is embarrassed by allegations of sexual misconduct by execs in his Dallas Mavericks organization. Really? How long have you owned the team, Mark? Have you no eyes to see, no ears to hear? No mouth to speak? Very weak, Mark, very weak.
It seems like every morning I wake up and read about another sexual harassment accusation in the newspaper. Do these sexual predators (99% males) have any idea what turds they are? We're not talking about some kind of low brow trailer trash people, but men in positions of power, politicians, fire chiefs, company presidents, college coaches, doctors. lawyers, etc. It is 2018 and this crap is still going on. I am embarrassed for my gender. I hope the women sue the crap out of these guys and put them all in the poor house.
Why I Never Played Hockey by Tom Meschery
It's too fast. I can't follow the puck.
I'm cold even in this padded uniform.
I feel like I'm in the North Korean army
and we're invading the South,
then the South is invading us,
then we're back at it. We will go on
like this forever, invading each other
on a field of ice. I feel as if I have a cage
over my head. I am ten and the ice
on the pond is cracking under my skates.
I'm twenty in the NHL and I have no teeth.
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