My 'Dear' Letters...

Here's a few things I'd like to send to a few people. We'll see where this goes.

Dear Alex Rodriguez,

You're an asshole and a fraud. However, I do feel that you shouldn't be the only person named out of 104 total for testing positive to steroids in 2003. Where's the other 103 names? That being said, you are an asshole. You, and MANY others have taken something that is pure, the game of Baseball, and tainted it forever. Your records, in my eyes, should be expunged, and Baseball should admit those were a 'black eye era' and move on. It won't happen, I get it, but that's what I think should be done.

Dear Pete Rose,

Have you lobbied recently to be admitted to the Hall of Fame? Suddenly your betting doesn't seem like murder within the game of baseball. What you did didn't alter the outcome of games, it didn't put people who played by the rules out of work, it didn't put your name in the record books, so make a call. There may never be a better time.

Dear Obama Haters,

The man just got into office. Let's not pretend like shit should've gotten better over night. Be realistic. I'm not saying he's the best President ever, and I'm not saying he's not full of shit. I'm saying have some hope, because at times, it's all we can have. Control what you can control and hope for the best.

Dear Al Jefferson,

You blowing your knee out really ruined my day. I just thought you should know that.

Dear Barack Obama,

You better not be full of shit. The people who have finally gotten off their ass to believe in something, deserve more than a smooth talking politician to ruin it for them. The fact that you rallied young people truly says something. It says; don't fuck this up, because if you do, you'll ruin their American spirit for the next 50 years. Think about it. This is bigger than you. I hope you realize that.

Dear IBC Root Beer,

After 29 years of sipping your liquid Heaven from your glass bottles, your Root Beer is still the best. You are almost afraid to finish one, because it's a sad moment.

Dear Reporter from CNN,

(I'm watching the Presidential News Conference)

He just asked if the United States would change the policy of the media being banned from broadcasting the return of Flag covered caskets coming back to America after a soldier has been killed. Not sure how I feel about this. Part of me says we should see the full spectrum of the war, part of me says we should respect a fallen one's privacy.

What do you think?

Dear Barry Bonds,

You're a bigger asshole than Alex Rodriguez. Give back the title of Home Run King. You don't deserve it and you didn't earn it.

(All Bonds fanboys, feel free to comment.)

Dear LeBron James,

Better not let Kobe's team work you like you did on Sunday.

Dear Jose Cuervo,

You ruined my Sunday morning. And most of my early afternoon. You owe me 6 hours. Give them back, or else.

Dear Joe,

Stop drinking Tequila at 5am. Shouldn't you of learned by now? You're an asshole.

Dear YMCA Lakers,

(this is the kids team that I coach)

I thank you for your love of playing. I thank you for your high fives you give other kids you don't know. I thank you for your love of doing something. I thank you for your thirst of knowledge, even from someone who isn't very good at basketball. I thank you for knowing you should respect anyone called 'coach', and you always should. I thank you for giving 100% even though they don't keep score. I guess I thank you for being kids, and for allowing me to feel like a kid for one hour every Saturday. I leave that gymnasium and feel like I finally did something. Sadly, adults don't feel that way often enough. Maybe it's different when you have kids of your own, but for now, and for my own sanity, I'll settle for the 8 kids I've adopted for one hour each Saturday.

Dear Blog Reader,

Thank you.