November 24, 2015

My Teams Stink, But I'll Smack Talk Anyway

I haven't had much success with my sports teams lately.  In fact my college football team is so bad (and has been for 15 years) they just fired their head coach... again.  My basketball team had one of their worst seasons last year and look to be equally as bad this year. The head coach is going to serve a nine game suspension, the team is loaded with freshman, and they had a bunch of scholarships taken away.

It's really been a disaster for me, because it seems all of my friends have teams that are doing well.  One guy is a Patriots fan who won't shut up about it, another is an obnoxious Yankee fan who claims he's been that way his entire life, and another is a Rutgers fan for some odd reason.  Fortunately none of us root for Duke, so we can all agree how much we hate them.

Sports are funny though.  It doesn't matter how bad your team is, you are going to defend them to the grave.  Unless of course you are anything like my eight year old son, who seems to have a new favorite team every week.  I'll admit that I have jumped around with my fandom in sports like baseball and NBA basketball.  But there is one thing I will never waiver on, my love for the Syracuse Orange.

I grew up in Western New York and while they weren't my favorite team, they were in my top two.  When I decided to go to Syracuse for college that all changed.  Gone were my allegiances to Nebraska football and North Carolina basketball (can you say FRONTRUNNER?) I was now solely an Orange fan.  After graduation my love for all things Syracuse only grew.

There are four days that stand out in my life... the day I married my wife, the days that my kids were born, and the day that Syracuse basketball won the 2003 National Title.  My wife isn't so certain that they should be placed in this order.  She seems to think that my basketball team winning was a way bigger deal than marrying her.  After all she says, getting married isn't a once in a lifetime thing like Syracuse winning a national championship.

That's the kind of smack talk that I like; subtle, but direct. Talking smack with my friends turns into the same conversation every time.  The Yankee fan always gets ragged on for buying championships, the Patriot fan hears about conspiracies and cheating, and the Rutgers fan... well, you can say pretty much anything to a Rutgers fan because they stink.

I'm always wearing a Syracuse shirt, hat, or hoodie which should be enough to talk smack with, but now there is another way... by wearing your fandom!  Smack Apparel makes doing that easy. They make T-shirts for sports fans who love to talk smack and want the world to know it. It's not a Lexus with a bow on top, but what better gift can you get your smack talker this holiday season?  When they open up their gifts and see a Smack Apparel shirt it won't end up in the crappy presents pile.  They will put the shirt on and talk smack the rest of the day.

I'm going to get my kids a couple of shirts this holiday out of their rookie wear collection... I just have to figure out which team they are actually rooting for.  Sadly it's not my Syracuse Orange.

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John Willey - Daddy's in Charge?


September 14, 2015

The Filth Never Ends

This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Maytag for IZEA. All opinions are 100% mine.

My kids are filthy.  They are like little dirt balls with feet.  I can’t tell you how hard it is sometimes to get stains out of the baseball uniforms.  If your kids are anything like mine they slide for absolutely no reason at all.  I send my kids to their games with clean uniforms and before the game even starts they have grass stains everywhere and have decided to dump red Gatorade all over their white pants.  Who, by the way, decided that white pants should be a thing that kids should wear to play baseball games?  I’m thinking brown pants or even green pants would be a much better option.

I like that my kids play sports, but sometimes I can’t help but cringe when they fall to the ground or slide into second base.  When they stand up and I see the stain on their knees I know how hard it’s going to be to get them back to their next game with a clean uniform.  I probably should just give up, but I can’t let my kids be the filthiest kids on the ball field.  That would be a direct reflection on me as the primary launderer in my house.

One time my son sat in green gum.  I’m not even 100% sure how he did it because nobody on the team was chewing green gum. But add the gum to the grass stain and the post game I-Cee stain and I thought for sure that I would have to buy him a new uniform.  I struggled with those stains and it took me a couple of washings, but ultimately I came out victorious

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Filthiest Plays of the Week

Sometimes I like to play a game with the other parents to see which kid has the cleanest uniform.  Of course they have no idea that I am playing this game in my own head and that I win every single week.  I’m good at the laundry (except for my wife’s stuff that needs to be washed at seven different temperatures and on various speeds) but I hate it.  Laundry is something that never ends.  It’s like digging a hole to China.  You can dig and dig and dig, but you know that you are never going to get there. You can do load upon load of laundry, but it’s never going to get done.  Inevitably there is one pile that sits in the corner of your bedroom just taunting you.
Of course playing baseball was just one of many ways that my kids got filthy this summer.  Among the others were:

  • Wiffle Ball
  • Kick ball
  • Anything with a ball apparently
  • Running in the yard.  I swear I've never feet that black before.
  • Building sandcastles at the beach
  • Eating ices. Has there ever been a time where red ices didn't end up on your kids clothes?
  • Pretty sure my kids could get dirty in a pool


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