The Fucking Spurs are now my favorite NBA team.

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While I root for the Pacers, when they have a chance, I have never really had a NBA team that I rooted for with regularity. Generally speaking, I really could not stand the Celtics or Lakers, rooted for Detroit and Chicago during the Thomas and Pippen tenures, but there has been one team that I have rooted for since David Robinson showed up; the Spurs.

Tim Duncan, is in my opinion, the classiest act in the league. Popovich is one of the finest coaches of all time. The reason for my crush is the recent hiring of Becky Hammon, the first paid female assistant coach of an NBA team. Fucking A!!!

A sixteen year veteran of the WNBA, Hammon spent the majority of last season with the Spurs while recovering from an ACL injury, earned the respect of the staff and a job.

Broken glass ceilings make wingnuts and me cry, though the tears fall for different reasons.

 

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The fact is, this is a terribel precident. We cant have a woman coaching men it is worse than gays beiong parents, espceilly in Texas where it is the Heartland.

 
 

Some guys pay a whole lotta money to have a woman tell them what to do, if you know what I mean.

 
 

Sorry to interject, but… best Curly photo ofg the summer, hands down.

No more callers, please!
.

 
Big Bad Bald Bastard
 

Joe Biden would say this is a big fucking deal, and it is.

 
 

Checking in from Glacier NP. I was a Spurs fan this year (after Portland was out of it) just because whoever was playing Miami was my favorite team. But now they’ve gone and put some lesbian feminazi pagan in charge of MEN and that goes against doG’s plan. I mean what next, some openly faggy fag playing pro sportsball? TEH HORROR!

 
 

Headmaster: One problem area, the showers. What’ll happen with the showers?
Phil Menzies: Oh, she’ll bring her own soap.

 
 

Dogs and cats living together! Mass hysteria!

 
 

Initially opposed to the new mod function
It is paying dividends.

MwahHaaaHaaaaHaaa!!!
:)

By by fuckstick…Every comment you make will fail to see the light of day. Enjoy purgatory!

 
 

For those playing at home if you don’t see your comment appear, it will once it is approved by one of the mods. Apologies for the initial inconvenience, but we will get to all of you save one.

Once a comment has been approved smooth sailing will follow.

One sorry soul will have to find another sandbox to deposit its bowel movements. Is there something wrong with this feeling of shadenfreude? Why yes there is…It tastes delicious!

 
 

Pup, hope you bring back pictures. Also too, the one who will be forever frustrated attempted to make a point by missing yours entirely.

If there was a pointing and laughing mockingly emoticon, it would follow this line.
/Nelson laugh

 
 

p.une…it is NOT nice to tease…

 
 

It is not nice to nymjack either…

Am idiot. Please forgive, the one who knows…

Edited for admission of idiocy…

 
 

I thought the new digs smelled a lot cleaner than in the past. Troll-free!

 
 

I am commenting to check in.

I have been installed in Norfolk, VA along with what seems like a decent chunk of the military, a perfectly nice medical school and a far too many undergraduates.

How’s tricks?

 
 

It is nice not to have what’s-his-name here. It smells like liberty and coconuts.

 
 

Lesse, a white woman who will be working with lots of men, many of them blah.

Will Team Skree call her a slut or a victim?

Oh wait, she’s taking a “man’s job.” Answered my own question didn’t I?

 
 

Will Team Skree call her a slut or a victim?

Oh wait, she’s taking a “man’s job.”

She’s butch, therefore a man hater, BSUTW.

 
 

Um, let me clarify that – stealing a man’s job = butch, yadda yadda.

I’m under a FUCKING LOT of stress lately. It may reflect in my writing.

 
 

have been installed in Norfolk, VA

I can’t touch Norfolk. We have too many ex-Navy people that live there. That trip goes very senior. I’ve seen it exactly once and that was eight years ago.

 
 

Will Team Skree call her a slut or a victim?

Sluctim?

 
 

Slutnado, on the SyFy Channel.

 
Enraged Bull Limpet
 

Hi, all! Been a while… I look forward to the day when we’ll have made real progress, with multiple female NBA coaches stalking the sidelines in full dominatrix regalia, complete with whips.

 
 

multiple female NBA coaches stalking the sidelines in full dominatrix regalia, complete with whips

I find your ideas intriguing and would like to subscribe to your newsletter.

 
 

Women will truly break some glass when they are referees and umpires. Gives them ultimate power on the field of play. Any backtalk and a player gets ejected. There was / is a woman umpire in Triple-A minor league baseball, who had worked her way up through the ranks. MLB–or was it the umpire’s union?–barred her from promotion to the Majors. Don’t know about officiating in other sports–I am a monomanical baseball fan– but women could certainly call balls and strikes and close plays at 1B and the plate.

 
 

Also hello to Sadlies from Lurkerville!

 
 

Good to see you Fenwick!

Also Ha ha ha ha. ——>…

 
 

but women could certainly call balls and strikes and close plays at 1B and the plate.

that’s what he said…

 
 

women could certainly call balls

“Ball! Here, ball! Ball! C’mere, Ball! Good boy!”

 
 

The Australian Football League currently has three women goal umpires. This year they’ve added a woman field umpire at the VFL level. One level below the AFL and she is expected to eventually move up to the AFL.

Also, next weekend is the AFL International Cup. So be sure to cheer on the good ol’ USA as they face Finland next Saturday.
USA!!! USA!!! USA!!!

 
 

I have been installed in Norfolk, VA along with what seems like a decent chunk of the military, a perfectly nice medical school and a far too many undergraduates.

Hiya Seize. As long as I’m out of the shadows, I’ll risk two Fenwick Stories about Norfolk … one them is set in the medical school.

I did two projects in Norfolk, both of them on nifty topics. First, I worked on a manual for Port Engineers … on how to prepare and manage a complete inspection and overhaul of an aircraft carrier. (Every so often, a carrier is removed from service for inspection, repairs, updated equipment, etc.) Port Engineers begin preparing two years before the carrier is scheduled for inspection / overhaul. It was pretty cool to see what happens on a complete maintenance of such a gigantic vessel.

Second, I did a training project for Naval Health Sciences (*) to give student psychiatric technicians experience with dealing with severely disturbed patients. The normal method was / is to have the students work practicums (practica?) on the real-word ward. The problem was that a patient with a particular disorder might not be there during the practicum.

Our task was to create an interactive portrayal of severe disorders, mainly paranoid schizophrenia, major depression, and bipolar patients in ‘manic’ mode. The Psych Tech script was an extremely challenging project: It had to be written in such a way that it could randomly jump to a different behavior. (For example, a schizophrenic suddenly escalates with no warning at all.)

The instructors did role-playing–a typical classroom technique–and we videotaped everything including their commentary. It was amazing to see the technique(s) for placing a patient in restraints. Finally, so I could experience what a new patient encountered, I was checked-in to the real ward. (Ironic that eight years later, I was checked into the Johns Hopkins psych ward for real.)

So there are two pointless Fenwick Stories for your amusement. Btw, I delighted to see that the creature under the Ville du Sadlie bridge has been expelled !

 
 

I made the mistake of writing two Fenwick Stories in Comment box, rather than draft elsewhere then transfer. The gerbils–or damn you, WP!–ate five paragraphs. The comment’s subject was about two projects I worked on in Norfolk … concerning aircraft carriers … and psychiatric technicians. That failure must be a signal for me to return to Lurkertown ….

 
 

I made the mistake of writing two Fenwick Stories in the Comment box, rather than draft elsewhere then transfer. The gerbils–or damn you, WP!–ate five paragraphs. The comment’s subject was about two projects I worked on in Norfolk … concerning aircraft carriers … and psychiatric technicians. That failure must be a signal for me to return to Lurkertown ….

 
 

Now I’ll fade back into the shadows of Lurkerville. Until next time: HAVE FUN !!!

 
 

Now I’ll fade back into the shadows of Lurkerville. (Btw, I’m getting many ‘error’ messages from the gerbils whenever I try to post. Also I miss the Preview.)

 
 

From the great state of Minnesota. (Pronounced Minnesoahta for those of you not familiar with barely assimilated scandanavian cultures)
Your boy had the privilege of being taken fishing by a local and caught his first few Minnesota walleyes, along with a whole bunch of Northern Pike and a couple of monsterous (by Washington standards) perch. Tonight we feast on fish.

This place is pretty awesome. People who live here rarely leave here, and I can see why.

 
 

Congrats to Ms Hammon! We’ll done spurs! One more step toward equality. Me like.

 
 

This place is pretty awesome. People who live here rarely leave here, and I can see why.

true dat…except in the wintertime…come visit us out here on the prairie this winter and you’ll have a whole new perspective of our great state…also, nice job on the walleyes…and glad you’re having fun :)

 
 

oh, geeze! emoticons!

 
 

No, I want no part of winter here. The worst it gets in Spokane is about -10F. That’s bad enough. Being in -40 is not an option for me. That’s uninhabitable.

 
 

That’s uninhabitable.

and the reason most of us don’t lose that extra 10 lbs…

 
 

Fenwick, did you work at all with the Standard Patient program here in Norfolk? It may post-date your work here by a few years.

Standard Patients are professional actors who simulate a whole bunch of the psychosocial elements of patient care for the training of healthcare professionals. A standard patient might be educated and instructed on how to simulate a manic bipolar person with borderline traits, and then portraying that personality is up to them.

When I came down here for my interview I got thrown into a dialogue with a Standard Patient as part of a demonstration. I didn’t realize it at the onset but this guy was designed to make me go down in flames. The instructor running the demo didn’t know who he’d picked out of the crowd, though. I gave them a run for their money.

It was a challenging scenario. The “patient” had dementia and he was being abused by his son’s wife. He had arthritis in his hands so it was easy for her to torture him by doing things like leaving him only food that could be opened with a can-opener, or simply turning the lock on his bedroom door. After about 30 minutes I got him to give his personal information and agree to a 48 hour stay at the hospital.

I got a round of applause from the other applicants, and the Standard Patient shook my hand and talked to me for about twenty minutes after. He was a fantastic guy: really he was only about sixty and sharp as a tack. Talking to him out of character gave me goosebumps because for thirty minutes I’d been completely invested in this false reality with him. When he told me he was gonna grab his car and head home I almost wanted to stop him because he had dementia and home wasn’t safe…but of course, he didn’t and it was.

I’m really excited for classes to start. It’s kind of lonely right now. My dude and my cats are still back in DC and it’s so weird to wake up and roll over and find the bed is empty. When you live with someone it’s so easy to take the support they give you for granted. I will be hugging them all so hard when I see them again.

 
 

Tsam, Minnesota at this time of year is just divine. The prairies are weirdly alive. You expect it to just be a lot of grass but it’s a whole ecosystem, and the wildflowers are a sight I keep in my mental scrapbook with me always.

Never spent much time there in winter thankfully!

 
 

Also too: we have finally portcullised the troll! Hey ho! I’ll raise an iced latte to that!

 
 

Sieze, yup!!’ And yeehaw for that.

Its offerings show up in my in box begging for approval which, well, nogonnahappen…

Still pointing and laughing…taunting and laughing…Not how I usually roll, but in this case…Ha to the fucking ha…!!!

 
 

The prairies are weirdly alive. You expect it to just be a lot of grass but it’s a whole ecosystem, and the wildflowers are a sight I keep in my mental scrapbook with me always.

sadly, tsam is in woods territory…i’m out here on the prairie and you’re right…they are amazing! the woods are cool and gorgeous and amazing in their own ways, but i’ve grown to appreciate the prairie…mostly because of hubbk and his camera…i’m lucky enough to get to be his photo.ass. sometimes and i love seeing all the little details of the prairie-ecosystem…

 
 

Gawker comments on Frank Bruni and Ross Douthat getting a movie column.

d’oh…i read some of their actual column…bastards have now ruined ‘calvary’ for me which i was totes looking forward to seeing…

 
 

i’m lucky enough to get to be his photo.ass. sometimes

Do you call his balls?

 
 

every. chance. i. get.

 
 

Ross Asshat and John C. Wright should start a column together about how everything not Catholic is blatantly anti-Catholic.

 
 

Hey, they beat the Heat. It doesn’t get any better than that.

(Also, this may not be 100% appropriate, but damn that Becky Hammon is cute.)

 
 

Ross Asshat and John C. Wright should start a column together about how everything not Catholic is blatantly anti-Catholic.

In a just world those two would inhabit a small office without air conditioning and their only interaction with the outside world would consist of notes shoved under the door they’d be too xenophobic to open.

 
 

Look, a woman coaching in a Texas is like a fish having laproscopic banding.

‘Cuz there’s beef broth every 15 minutes, it’s harder to do follow-up appointments in the winter, and she’s probably a loofah-lapping libber liberal, and that’s not why we invaded the Alamo.

Or something. STATES RIGHTS!!!

 
Big Bad Bald Bastard
 

Douthat and Bruni at the movies? Who the hell greenlit that particular abomination?

Douthat is going to have anxiety attacks whenever they discuss a Reese Witherspoon film.

 
 

“Reese Witherspoon
IS
Betsy Ross, In
THE ROCKET’S RED GLARE”

“I’ll be damned if those Britians take my country! George, this cloak is bulletproof!”
“Why, Betsy, this cloak is gorgeous! I believe I may take this as our new standard!”
“Oh, George, oooh”
“Oh, Betsy, ooooooooh!”
“George, have we invented cigarettes yet?”

 
 

Douthat and Bruni at the movies? Who the hell greenlit that particular abomination?

From my limited observations, I have deduced that the only person still in charge at the Grey Lady is a bitter plankton intent on alienating my demographic.

 
Big Bad Bald Bastard
 

By your demographic, you mean humans, amirite?

 
 

Clarification: by “my demographic” I meant sentient lifeforms.

 
 

I think the NYT is particularly butthurt about my specific advertising demographic being lost to them, though. The narrower I get in describing myself, the worse the wound sounds: I am the adult child of people who received a paper copy of the NYT daily at our home. I was raised to think of the NYT as the paper of record and now I think of it as a stodgy conservative source of packing material.

 
Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk!
 

One sorry soul will have to find another sandbox to deposit its bowel movements.

Reminds me of a good ole Johnny Cash song—

“I’ve been flushed from the bathroom of your heart”

 
 

Been mostly off the grid last few days (used a goddamn PAYPHONE yesterday!!) so don’t know wut Provider is talking about above. Can make good guess. Momentarily in radio reach of civilization.

Stay thirsty my friends.

 
 

used a goddamn PAYPHONE yesterday

Must have been one of the last ones in captivity. I can’t remember the last time I saw one.

 
 

Ms. Hammon reminds me of someone in appearance, but I can’t think of who…

 
 

Shrinking, shrinking…

Joined Planet Witless, Smyrna Cell, yesterday. Member #8, biotches. Imma be SO RIPPED.

Drunk, I mean.

Have not gotten laid at the sub-200lb. benchmark, YET. Did get an attractive phone number, and it works. ;)
.

 
 

Must have been one of the last ones in captivity. I can’t remember the last time I saw one.
Sheesh Major, for a world traveler you lead a sheltered life. (There’s another one w/in five blks. of those.)

 
 

Oh, Major, we have at least four in our town, down by the Post Office. Who can afford their own personal landline around here?
They are in much better shape than the ones on MB’s blog.

 
 

Have not gotten laid at the sub-200lb. benchmark, YET. Did get an attractive phone number, and it works

Is it a payphone?

 
 

New post. Also, the paymasters who actually own the site are trying to fix things, so in the meantime, we’re all just kind of fucked and have to deal. Joy.

 
 
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