One Of The Best Weekends Ever

             

I had a good one this weekend. Actually I had a great one. I couldn’t have asked for a better three days. Nothing compares to a great weekend that requires minimal planning. It started on Friday as I exited work early. Normally I am a certified workaholic. It takes a lot to pull me from my desk. I am addicted to getting a commission check and making our clients happy. But Friday was a half day for me because I had some big plans to take care of.

Firstly I had set up some concert tickets to see one of my favorite bands Matt and Kim at The Fox Theater in Oakland. My lady and I had planned to drive down to Oakland on Friday and stay at The Waterfront Hotel at Jack London Square. I know when most people think about Oakland, not too many kind words come to mind. But we were pleasantly surprised at the kindness Oakland showed us while we were visiting. The Waterfront was a beautiful but dated hotel overlooking the Bay and Marina. The service was excellent and our room had a great view. The room had a sea theme, and rightly so, since we literally were perched over the marina.  After resting in the room for a few we went and had dinner at Miss Pearl’s restaurant. It was a southern seafood inspired restaurant.  We met the chef Eddie Blyden and to say he was a nice man was an understatement. The original version of the restaurant was a San Francisco staple thirty years ago and it has since moved on to Oakland. The food was good, the service was great, and the bread pudding was amazing. After dinner we got ready and took a ride downtown to The Fox Theater. The Theater was beautifully decorated. This was my first time at the venue but it will not be my last. I got us some seats in the balcony because I don’t do the standing room only thing at concerts. I want a safety nest to return to if things get wild in the crowd. We had some great seats in the Loge area which was in front on the general balcony seating. Matt and Kim put on a great show and Jamee and I were super impressed by their high energy and crowd engaging act. Matt can sing and play keyboard but Kim can sure play some drums. She was amazing.  After the show we literally walked out of the venue and hopped immediately into a cab and were back in our hotel room within ten minutes and tucked away in bed.

The next morning the sun was blasting through our balcony. Someone was telling us it’s time to get up. I ordered a pretty stunning room service smorgasbord of food and we decided to eat overlooking the water. We are pretty lucky just to be able to enjoy each other’s time with a great view. After breakfast we got ready and said our goodbyes to Oakland. We proceeded back towards Berkeley and made a stop at Golden Gate Fields. Horse racing is my game of choice. You can keep table games, slot machines and all other sports bets. Horse racing is where it’s at. I think in another life I may have been a dogfighting or cockfighting fan but nowadays I will stick to horse racing. My girl is a horse racing fan too and ever since we hit a trifecta on the Kentucky Derby she has been hooked. I reserved us a box and we hung out for about 6 races before we hit the road home. I didn’t win any money but after last week’s trip and winning about 600 buck I didn’t mind breaking even. When we got back to Sacramento on Saturday we sat down to witness the SF Giants take it to the Tigers in game three of the World Series. It was one of the best games I have seen and it was a prelude to witnessing them clinching it the next night.

On Sunday I woke up early and hit the links at Cherry Island. It is a tough course and I was playing against my golfing arch nemesis Steve Lanterman . He usually beats me but today I finally got the up on him during the back nine and I never let off. The course is one of those that play with your ego. You can go for the legendary shot or you can play it safe and set yourself up for the next shot. I can’t hit that far so even when I am going for it all it looks like I am going for the safe play. After golf I went back to home base and proceeded to nap for the remainder of the day until the SF Giants Game was on. We witnessed the Giants winning their 2^nd World Series in 3 years. The game was fun to watch and included the usual torture that a Giants game brings to your stomach. After watching Sergio Romo strike out the greatest hitter over the last 40 years and win the game and the World Series it was officially an end to a magnificent weekend  

Go San Francisco Giants. Keep it Heavy on the Luck and Bring God



Willie M



Usually I am the guy that says "Fuck Baseball!" Compared to Basketball or Football it doesn’t hold a candle to my attention span. Though Rugby is my game of choice, in the United States, it isn't getting a lot of television play. So here we are with baseball. Ready to embark on the San Francisco Giants' quest to win the World Series. I know they can do it but what happens when something you have dreamed of all your life becomes a reality? You have been thanking all of these underlying feelings your entire life. Those feeling might as well be bullshit but they have seemed to work. God and Luck may as well be the same thing. Neither got professional players to the point that they are at but we can all pretend can't we? I mean at some point both entities may or may not have played a role in the success of the individual. But the player draws power in knowing that even if it didn’t it would be hard to prove against. It is sort of like relating your good looks to a parent. That person may not even be your real Dad but you get a sense of accomplishment and strength knowing these physical attributes were originally from them.

      This brings me to my next point. What is wrong with pretending, using your imagination, or making it all up to benefit you? Sounds like a game plan to me. Make it all up if it gets you to the spot of optimum performance. It is sort of like reciting you third grade baseball team in your head while you're pounding a hot chick. Bringing random thoughts and scenarios in your head assists you in becoming the best at that point in time. Or at least it keeps the momentum going until she is satisfied. You know how bitches are…

So my thoughts to the Giants are be fake, make it up, bullshit your way tot he top because if you look at the stats, media, or the history than you are going to lose. I will be giving you all my good luck lasers and praying to Allah in hopes that you will win the World Series and tell the Rangers to go "Fuck Themselves". Good luck to you San Francisco Giants.