The City That Lost It's Team

It has been unfortunate over the last month or so to bear witness to the fact that the Sacramento Kings are most likely leaving the area. It is a mix of things that have drawn this event; A lack of a new stadium, a losing team, and the small market in which the Kings play within. The Kings are the biggest draw of sports in the Central Valley. It is obvious that their loss will be a big hit to Sacramento.

What next? Are we fighting a losing battle to a team that has stated that for business purposes, that moving is it's best bet. The Maloofs don't hate Sacramento but they do hate that the Kings have taken the biggest hit in the area due to the recession. People aren't going to games anymore because they simply can't afford to pay hundreds of dollars to take the family to a game in which they will most likely lose . So it is a mix of both . Almost like a "which came first the chicken or the egg" . If the Kings play good the fans show up. But with a limited arena and practice facility you can't expect the Kings to get better.  So now we are pointing fingers at both involved parties.


The came from somewhere else.



The Kings came from somewhere else and now it looks like that are moving to definitely not greener pastures, but more golden.







Uprise and Hope for the Best

Anyone can do it. Uprising against the powers that be . It could be a boss, a brother, or even the government . The 1st step is always the most important. That is are you willing to put it all on the line ? And that could include death or the death of loved ones. Millions have attempted it but few are in our history books. The first sign of possible harm or fear destroys most uprising immediately.

Most of us are afraid to uprise. Why? Most likely out of fear. not for fear that you will remain in the same position but fear that it could always get worse. And as we know in life it can always get worse.

I am happy to see that educated kids and adults are starting to make the push towards democracy. People all around the world want the same things. For your family to be safe and your immediate needs of warmth, shelter, food, and purpose to be satisfied. Easy in the literary sense but a ginormous effort in literal terms . I am hoping that the worlds' lust for power does not deter our love for one another . We shall see in these next coming months if the uprising can change into an upbringing.

Tahoe Park Spartans

The Tahoe Park Spartans have officially taken the field. They are a first year youth rugby team out of downtown Sacramento. The team is comprised of 7th and 8th grade Boys and Girls. I  have the privilege of being one of their coaches . The team itself is part of the Police Athletic League and it's goals are to promote community and confidence . I can appreciate the Hearts And Minds campaign by our local law enforcement. I have never been much for cops but I have been slowly warming up to them . They are a pretty good group of guys and we are all volunteering our time so you can't knock that. We are steadily gaining the support of the players and parents. Rugby will change your life if you give it the chance.

 

 Our next games are:

Saturday 2/13/11 against Sierra at LDS Park in Penryn at 12pm and

COME SUPPORT THE TEAM

Tomorrow it will have been 9 years

            On February 2nd 2011 it will be 9 years since my father, Joseph Marion Villa died. He lost the fight to a very rare and aggressive form of cancer called colorless melanoma. I was with him through the entire situation. I can remember the day , shortly after my sister and I had graduated college. She went the four year plan and I took the five year route. My father wanted to wait till we had enjoyed our completion of school before he told us the bad news. That effort on his part, to allow, his children to focus on themselves while he battled alone will forever be stuck in my head. The man always showed so much compassion for others that even though he knew that the cancer he had been stricken with was most likely fatal he kept it to himself for over two months before he told his children.

              Am I upset he waited so long? Maybe a little. Would I give anything to have him here today? Of course. Is this a realistic request or wish to want him back in my life? Probably not, but what true wish is ever realistic? I think about him everyday. Not one day sneaks by that doesn't remind me of something we did together.

A lot has changed since he was alive. I have grown into a man from a young adult and my life has been blessed with the many people whom are a part of it . I haven't found my calling but I have attempted to turn over the rocks of life to find it.  My sister has had the what would have been his first granddaughter, Tyler Trivers. She is to be married in the summer and he would have liked her fiance very much.  My brother has graduated college and trying to start a life on his own . My little brother reminds me so much of our father that we often tease each other when one of us is acting like "Dad". If Joe Villa is looking down on us I want him to know that we are all doing good. Life is a grind and filled with love, hardship, and hope. But he gave us enough knowledge of our surroundings that we are going to be just fine. And being "just fine" sits pretty well with me when I take a look at it all.

Shout Out From The Top Of My Ant Hill

I ain't shit. I am not a doctor. Not even close to being a lawyer or engineer. I can barely put together an outfit that doesn't include some form of a white t-shirt, Chuck Taylors, or jeans . I don't have the physique that you see in muscle magazines and I don't possess the ability to play a sport for a bunch of money. I am not that good with the ladies and I never been the most popular guy in the group.

But  I can speak in front of twenty thousand people and not break a sweat. I can write you something that will fill you with joy, rage, or hope at my discretion. I can write a song or rap that you will carry in your head for the rest of the day.  I am a leader. My words are golden. I am not a fighter or a lover. I am an entity that believes that as long as you work hard you deserve anything you can place your hands upon freely. You were placed on this earth to show that man is just an animal with the sense of reason and the ability to mentally make ourselves feel safe in the most terrifying situations. Your job as a human is to remain you and never falter from the fact. And that in itself is always an impossible goal

Happy Birthday Mom

In case you forgot you're 61 years old today. I love you and I hope Nordstrom has everything you have ever wanted and needed .

Mid Level Marketing Retards

             Do you want to be part of a scam? Do you want a warm and cozy feeling as you trick your friends and family into paying for a membership into a club that will never benefit them in any way? I my friend have the answer. It's called Mid Level Marketing. It is also known as a Pyramid Scheme. You secure that your place in "The Middle" will always be a step up from the next person you conjure into the scenario.

             I am going to go out on a limb here and state that if you belong to one of these programs you most likely long for feelings of acceptance or strive for one day to be the one wielding the big stick. Good Luck. Life, Nature, and Time will always have the final verdict.  I personally think you're a pussy. If you cannot touch and feel the product I firmly believe that you should stay away from the investment potential. Most of these programs cost a few hundred to a few thousand to join. Just enough to make a profit but not enough if your money somehow disappeared into the mix. Nice move pyramid schemer.  The goal of these programs is to get more members so you benefit from there initial membership cost. Twenty, fifity, one hundred kickbacks start to add up. But so do the phone calls when people want to get paid and they want their investment back.

             Any true investment takes time to mature and prosper. Especially if that investment is to last .

Donald Trump never did dick for me and Monavie doesn't help me wake up in the morning and fight the powers that be.

          Here are a few Mid Level Marketers you may have heard of; Zombies, Vampires, Pimps, Slave Traders, and Herpes. All take one individual to truly want to exploit others around them with tales of riches, love, warmth, and growth, but must maintain that the risk is solely on the back of your victim. I mean client. I meant to say client .

Reconnecting with the past

Tonight I get the pleasure of having dinner with some of my old roommates from Chico State University. I miss those guys. I miss watching cartoons at 2 in the afternoon and spending 20 dollars to drink until I puked. What I don't miss is having to wear dirty clothes because it wasn't laundry day and  the constant sound of bass pumping through the streets of Chico.

We have come a long way from being students with dreams to businessmen with bills. That's life though. You have to keep growing, creating, tearing down and rebuilding. Hold on to your past and remember it fondly because now you can use it as drive for future endeavors . It was a great time being a young college student but those days are gone and the only thing I have school related now are the god damn student loans  

Get on track or step on back

You got to do you. Always. That doesn't mean that you don't love someone with all your heart or make sacrifices for important people in your life. What it means is if you want to get the most juice out of the "Orange of Life" you got to do what works for you . Everyone needs love and companionship , but we also need drive and purpose.

The best part about staying on track for your goals is you are constantly reminded by your wants when you surround yourself with positive thought and ideas. My New Year's Resolution is about immersing myself in the things I enjoy. With every attempt of staying away from too much of the expensive things I enjoy like weed and alcohol.  Things like working out, playing and creating music, and giving my time to coaching rugby . I couldn't do any of this stuff if I didn't have the support of my girl. I love that chick. She knows it's important to me to be involved in a lot of projects at once. It probably bugs the shit out of her when I spread myself thin but she know the importance.

So take that first step and get into something strictly for you with no thought of entertaining anyone except yourself .

January is always the worst

Though it is the month that holds my fantastic birthday it has also held  a place in my heart as the most financially and emotionally FUCKED UP month of them all. It seem that all my problems seem to accumulate during the beginning of the new year. My car registration is due, which means old parking tickets get paid too. I usually get my pitifully tiny W-2 which reminds me that I am a piece of shit and hold little or no weight in the corporate world.  And along with the thought that I am another year older it all combines to make for treacherous emotional hurricane that can bring the strongest of individuals to their knees . But then I look towards February . And with February comes March and behind that is summer.  But unfortunately it is still January and I will find myself going through the motions to get through the month with technically only one bright day in it. And that day has already passed . Please give me the strength to get to February .