Archive for February, 2009

The terrorist

February 28, 2009 at 5:31 pm · Filed under Kronicle, Saga, Sports ·Tagged

the parking lot story .. June 2007 I’m always being unfairly targeted.
With my kids, I always have to be conscious, not to take picture of ..
.. the parking lot (Mom … it’s parking lot for pete’s sake!!)
.. of highway (what’s there to take, Mom?)
.. of them (oh … Mom .. give me a break will you??) ..
of bathroom

Actually on our last vacation, my family had unanimously agreed to vote me as the picture-terrorist, and would confiscate my camera.

The parking lot story .. and more pics of them together, even it just their backs ..

2009-11-7 at Marist College

2008 Aug Vancouver“Mom, if you behave nicely (like no more picture taking) we’ll give you back the toy and take you off the pic-terrorist list.” King told me.
Pumpkin would always patiently wait for me when we went out, while I was busy taking picture .. and laged behind. She worried that they might lose their mom.
Today we went without kids to the CitiField and thought we would stay together with the Hous. Because they’re equally pic-terrorists. To prove it, the husband has 20 cameras! He came armed with two today. But after few minutes, they decided to dump me cause I was too slow .. lagging behind .. 刘姥姥初进大观园 .. Sight .. sight.. the kids didn’t want me, now the adults didn’t want me either. Golfer had no way out, so he stuck with me. Maybe eyeing the sky when I was not looking -:).

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Citi Field .. Caesars Club

February 28, 2009 at 5:25 pm · Filed under Sports ·Tagged

2/27/2009

The ticket to CitiField .. it has finally opened, not for the Mets game but St. Johns, a college game.

Padding down at the gate upon entry ..

The parking lots and the highways .. 🙂 The surrounding area of the CitiField. Don’t know when will they beautify this slump. Purely eyesore.

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The Citi Field

February 27, 2009 at 10:08 pm · Filed under Sports

CitiField .. it has finally opened, not for the Mets game but St. Johns, a college game.
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2/27/2009The ticket to the CitiField.
Today we went without kids to the CitiField and thought we would stay together with the Hous. Because they’re equally pic-terrorists. To prove it, the husband has 20 cameras! He came armed with two today. But after few minutes, they decided to dump me cause I was too slow .. lagging behind .. 刘姥姥初进大观园 .. Sight .. sight.. the kids didn’t want me, now the adults didn’t want me either. Golfer had no way out, so he stuck with me. Maybe eyeing the sky when I was not looking -:).
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Padding down at the gate upon entry ..
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The parking lots and the highways .. 🙂 The surrounding area of the CitiField. Don’t know when will they beautify this slump. Purely eyesore.
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NFL combine

February 20, 2009 at 11:10 pm · Filed under Football

NFL is drafting this weekend. All the eligible candidates are showing up, giving their potential employer a final look. The process is no less than rocket science, I’m sure. Few years ago it was held in New York.

When San Diego drafted Eli Manning, he refused to go. He had always wanted to play for the Giants and it wanted him too. It might look very arrogant when you’re unproven commodity. But Eli has proven. I wondered what would happen if a player doesn’t want to play for the team that has drafted him? Does the player has a button to press to say Yes or No to the draft right away so he remains available for the next team?

The first time I saw the draft, it reminded me of the slave auction in the ancient time. The owners would inspect the slave before buying. The same goes with the NFL draft, (other major league as well but football is the most pungent. Actually few football rituals remind me of the Romans, the medieval time, like the QB would knee down if the team is leading to wear out the last couple of minutes.) that they all have stat sheets in hand, just short of poking the player’s eyes, and exam his arm pits (ok ..) .. but you get the picture.

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Delray Beach Champion

February 20, 2009 at 9:45 pm · Filed under Sports ·Tagged

Tennis Channel was showing last year’s match when James Blake is being beaten soundly by an 18 years old Jap Kei Nishikori who can play – 6:3, 1:6 and 4:6. The kid is only 5’10” or so, considered small just won his first career title. Anyway, there are two sofas on the court, so tacky. Is that one of the promotional gimmick they use to attract crowds?

Oh the Blake. He’s another Todd Martin. No killer instinct, no tools and with an sticking out butt. Good looking guy thou.

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DGF Suez Open

February 19, 2009 at 7:24 pm · Filed under Sports ·Tagged ,

Tennis Channel is showing semi (in Paris; hard court – too early for clay?) between Jelena Jankovic (#3) and Emilie Mauresmo #24. Both girls in red: Emilie in two pieces red and Jankovic in one pc orange-red that looks like an night gown, with the bra straps showing. Not pretty. And I’m wondering if Jankovic’s wearing padded bra? Emilie won the match with 6:2, 0:6 and 6:1 – pretty wild; good match, many exciting rallies. Ricardo Sanchez (?) – Jankovic’s coach stood up on a questionable line call. Bad manner.

Golfer dislikes Emilie very much. Hmmmm .. she does look like a man, even her manner. But she uses single hand back hand. So I’m all for Emilie.

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The seagulls

February 19, 2009 at 12:09 pm · Filed under Sports ·Tagged , ,

It rained over night. Waking up to a cleaner earth :). Everything’s just so fresh. I did 15 minutes in the pool: can’t stay too long: the water is too warm for swimming and it’s too small. The endless turning just bores me – I’m grateful that they have a heated pool, because out door is always beats the tiny ones indoor.

The clay courts would be ready to play at 10am. So I rode to the beach. When I returned to the club, there were 4 players. Yapppppy. A couple and two singles. The drill was more interesting than just me and Dana.

Looking out the window, there are more golfers on the course ..

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Port Royal Racquet Club

February 18, 2009 at 11:07 pm · Filed under Kronicle, Saga, Sports ·Tagged ,

The tennis club at Port Royal is part of Port Royal Golf Club. It has an USTA league or leagues. Today lady’s senior (50+) 3.5 played at the club – season opener. We watched a bit after our games. They were gracious in manner and generous with line calls, the southern belle’s hospitality? Their tennis bags are all frilly and pinkish. .. however, Hilton Head strikes me as more cosmo and sophisticate than many southern cities ..

Pumpkin asked if I would join a league, I first said no, that I have enough tennis groups to play with. But then I said that I won’t rule it out in the future – I did enjoy when I was with it. NY’s USTA leagues are definitely a different bred, with NY attitude, I can deal with it. The league play provides the competitiveness that I don’t find within my buddies.

The cat was cute. Always trying to find a way into the pro shop.

Quickly I found or formed my routine: swim 15 minutes then head to the drill (more of hitting) session with Dana, the Lion who reminds me of Todd Martin. He commented on my backhand that I was slow in bringing back the racquet. It registered. So this afternoon when I played with Pumpkin, I hit lots of backhands. It felt good. A process. Work in progress. We’ll see at beginning of the summer if my game has improved.

We left before the ladies. The cars at the parking lot are all premium brands. The setting of the island is very subdue and subtle. There aren’t loud facades or gates. If you come for the first time in the night, finding your resort can be a chore. There are riff raff on the island but I just don’t see them often.

Dana asked if my right wrist still hurt. Well. It does, feeling tender. Would not use it unless I have to. But it doesn’t feel hurting more. I ran more to hit a backhand than taking it forehand. My right ankle is hurting too. I should have sued the parking lot. Shheeeshi.

The golf course at Port Royal isn’t as nice as in Sea Pines. I found Sea Pines is the most desirable area of the island. King had a great day on the green. The weather was bit cloudy and rained briefly couple of times. So Golfer said they had the course to themselves and King got to play out all his rounds.

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Popied in Hilton Head

February 17, 2009 at 11:23 am · Filed under Sports ·Tagged , ,

And it’s only 11am.

The Dow is going down the tube. All the talking heads are, well, talking. Hey, talkers, we’ve seen the triple digit ups and downs all the time, pls don’t make big deal out of it?

Got up early, did few laps in the out door pool and biked to Port Royal Racquet for the 9-10am hitting session. Yesterday when we played, the pro who looked like a fisherman with the umbrella shaped hat came out inviting us to join his drill. I couldn’t get Pumpkin up in the morning – I tried but unsuccessful. Ended up I was the only one there. The club has 10 clay, really har-tru and 4 hard courts. They used to have a grass too. The pro, ok .. he’s kinda cute, bad teeth with a grunt I’ve never heard of on court .. kinda like a lion about to jump off or being mad to catch his prey.. 🙂 ..

I hadn’t had a lesson for over a year and it’s very hard for me to keep up with him. He only did 30 minutes since I was the only one.

When I got home, everyone’s sleeping. Lord, that’s some life.

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A mile

February 3, 2009 at 6:58 pm · Filed under Sports ·Tagged

I haven’t done the miler for a while, maybe in a year or so? I wasn’t thinking of doing it either when I hit the water. The pool was somewhat empty. I shared the lane with two girls. In the beginning they were good, stayed out of my way. Then after 20 laps or so, they became increasingly annoying. Waited at the end then go right before I turned. I had to passed them repeatedly. After the 40-lap, I finally asked the lifeguard to tell them, well, get lost. They did. Moved to two lanes away from me.

During my 10 breasts and 10 backs a lady joined me. She’s really a great swimmer. Little out of shape, but looked like a swimmer 🙂 and very handsome. We need more of her in the pool !! She had short hair cut and crispy strokes, very pretty strokes. What’s heck, I decided to chase after her instead of leaving; so I piled on 12 more laps of free. 72 that’s it. A mile.
At the end, she suggested that I shouldn’t raise my arms so high and hitting the water flat handed.
“Waste of energy.”
She’s right.
Urrrrrr .. correcting the old habbit isn’t easy.
Next time.
Ha, that means I might improve my time IF I correct it?

In the locker room I ran into these two annoying girls and wondering what they do for a living: they just stood there comparing bras and undies. Bar girls? Their accents were pretty hicky.

What’s heck, I got my miler today, and nothing could damp my spirit. Not even the snowy weather. I can take on the world. I’m high :).

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